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"Such a pity." Flora agrees, her smile one of thinly veiled smugness. For all of her glitz and glam, approval was what the Doubletake craved above all else, thanks for the daddy issues, Remi, so it was that Hadama's tongue-in-cheek endorsement of her ideas had Flora feeling warm and fuzzy in a way that the champagne in her drink just couldn't match.
Hadama's reply began more or less as Flora would have expected, given how politically correct and linguistically careful she took the mermanta to be. In turn, he might have expected the playful eye-roll she offered him as a sign he should get to an answer before she turned old and gray. "The gods profit. Or at least, they don't seem to mind." She murmured, kicking out her foot again and inspecting the ripples which followed closely. "No more outside competition from the Voice."
As for the ancient at her opening? Scrunching up her face and looking suddenly quite girlish for the resulting expression, Flora can only groan and shake her head. "Ew, Danta?" Sipping in a breath over her teeth, the Doubletake just sneers down at her knees. "He's gross." Not least of all because he'd once turned down her advances and then fucked her mother in a closet, but never mind. "Isla's an ancient too, and she was there as well, but she's lovely." This is said with the sort of youthful longing that suggests Flora would very much like to be just like Isla one day. Sans Sunjata drama, of course.
Hadama's reply began more or less as Flora would have expected, given how politically correct and linguistically careful she took the mermanta to be. In turn, he might have expected the playful eye-roll she offered him as a sign he should get to an answer before she turned old and gray. "The gods profit. Or at least, they don't seem to mind." She murmured, kicking out her foot again and inspecting the ripples which followed closely. "No more outside competition from the Voice."
As for the ancient at her opening? Scrunching up her face and looking suddenly quite girlish for the resulting expression, Flora can only groan and shake her head. "Ew, Danta?" Sipping in a breath over her teeth, the Doubletake just sneers down at her knees. "He's gross." Not least of all because he'd once turned down her advances and then fucked her mother in a closet, but never mind. "Isla's an ancient too, and she was there as well, but she's lovely." This is said with the sort of youthful longing that suggests Flora would very much like to be just like Isla one day. Sans Sunjata drama, of course.
The rumors are terrible and cruel
But honey, most of them are true
But honey, most of them are true
