karma's a relaxing thought, aren't you envious that for you it's not?
Flora shrugs. No, they probably wouldn't but at this point, she'd rather fight angry Fae than have to take on murderous plants and animals popping up everywhere. "Probably for the best I didn't bring that up in my campaign speech." She mutters before flashing the Honeybee a grin.
Quite whether or not they'd gotten down as far as they needed to, Flora wasn't entirely sure. Yes, she probably should have checked with her brother first (or just carted him along), but thinking several steps ahead had never really been in the Doubletake's bag of tricks.
Carving down beneath the roots (and maybe severing some, who knew), Flora pulls upwards displacing the horrible flowers before wrenching her daggers upwards and plopping the entire mess into Melita's jar. "Done and done."
So saying, Flora dusts off her knees as she stands, before glancing toward the heart of King's End. "You wanna go bug your uncle while we're here?"
Quite whether or not they'd gotten down as far as they needed to, Flora wasn't entirely sure. Yes, she probably should have checked with her brother first (or just carted him along), but thinking several steps ahead had never really been in the Doubletake's bag of tricks.
Carving down beneath the roots (and maybe severing some, who knew), Flora pulls upwards displacing the horrible flowers before wrenching her daggers upwards and plopping the entire mess into Melita's jar. "Done and done."
So saying, Flora dusts off her knees as she stands, before glancing toward the heart of King's End. "You wanna go bug your uncle while we're here?"
