never be so kind you forget to be clever
Ray's voice came from a world away, somewhere full of sunshine and sand. Where Flora was just now was a world of darkness and ease; calm blues and warm purples pulsed like stars overhead, as her body relaxed and her breathing deepened.
Unless someone had something significant on their person by way of smelling salts, Flora was going to be down for the count. Hopefully Ray could help her out, but if not, it wasn't as though being passed out on one of Torchline's beaches was any great novelty. Whether by drink, by brawl, or by...well, PTSD I suppose you call it, another dosing body on the sand wouldn't rouse too much suspicion.
Unless someone had something significant on their person by way of smelling salts, Flora was going to be down for the count. Hopefully Ray could help her out, but if not, it wasn't as though being passed out on one of Torchline's beaches was any great novelty. Whether by drink, by brawl, or by...well, PTSD I suppose you call it, another dosing body on the sand wouldn't rouse too much suspicion.
