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Looking up, Flora flashes the courier a wry smile as he approaches. "Happy to help." She counters before the dragons take center stage with Spice trying to make herself appear larger and failing spectacularly at it. With her small wings outstretched and huffing pathetic blasts of air at the fire dragon, Spice looked more like a spitting cat than an intimidating dragon. Frowning, the Doubletake reaches out to run a reassuring fingertip down the little dragon's spine, and although it does nothing to dull her angry blue stare, she does stop burping frost.
"This is Spice. Ronin found her in the mountains. Her..." Leaning forward to whisper, she adds: "..something killed her mother. She was the last one." Flora explains with a theatrical pout, before happily accepting the bottle of snow. "Oooh, thank you! I'm going to try out a new cocktail with this." She lied, before setting it behind the bar where it would surely melt before the evening was through.
"This is Spice. Ronin found her in the mountains. Her..." Leaning forward to whisper, she adds: "..something killed her mother. She was the last one." Flora explains with a theatrical pout, before happily accepting the bottle of snow. "Oooh, thank you! I'm going to try out a new cocktail with this." She lied, before setting it behind the bar where it would surely melt before the evening was through.
Flexing like a goddamn acrobat
Me and karma vibe like that
Me and karma vibe like that
