flora
Watching the captain as if she might learn more trade secrets simply by the way he reached into his desk or how he lit his cigarettes, Flora responds to his advice with a one-sided shrug. "I dunno, that hand feels...played out, now. They underestimated me last time, and all it did was help Harper get elected. Maybe it's time they start estimating me, says michael scott appreciating the fact that I'm not just a kid anymore."
Reaching out, Flora accepts the smoke with the sort of ease of practice she'd only pretended at before. Now as she raised it to her lips and inhaled deeply, there was no coughing, no faces pulled in response to the tobacco; only a slow drag of satisfaction followed by a carefully sculpted whorl of smoke.
"Sunjata asked me. Said he'd give me a place on his council and a house to move in to." Flora replies nonchalantly. "I thought about it too, especially with my mom moving there, but..." Smiling faintly, the girl shakes her head. "I want this. I want Torchline. I'm not going to be the sort of woman who keeps coming back time and time again when she's kicked, but...I'm not done fighting for her yet."
Reaching out, Flora accepts the smoke with the sort of ease of practice she'd only pretended at before. Now as she raised it to her lips and inhaled deeply, there was no coughing, no faces pulled in response to the tobacco; only a slow drag of satisfaction followed by a carefully sculpted whorl of smoke.
"Sunjata asked me. Said he'd give me a place on his council and a house to move in to." Flora replies nonchalantly. "I thought about it too, especially with my mom moving there, but..." Smiling faintly, the girl shakes her head. "I want this. I want Torchline. I'm not going to be the sort of woman who keeps coming back time and time again when she's kicked, but...I'm not done fighting for her yet."
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