flora
Flora isn't a hero and Jack, for whatever place he occupies in her heart or between her thighs, isn't worth dying for. Then again, as if she'd worn shoes made for running.
Twisting the ring on her finger to render herself invisible, the Doubletake once again threw her daggers, focused more on the nosey vines that were slithering towards Jack rather than the one grasping his wrist. If nothing else she thought it would buy him a bit more time before anything else tried to tangle itself around him.
That she couldn't be seen didn't mean that Jack wouldn't be aware she hadn't left, and no doubt through the flurry of his own thoughts he'd heard Flora calculating whether or not she'd be able to slip her compass into Jack's hand so that he could just magically yeet himself back to Torchline. It would mean she'd have to get the boat back to the Ark, but she couldn't manage that on her own, right?
Right??
Twisting the ring on her finger to render herself invisible, the Doubletake once again threw her daggers, focused more on the nosey vines that were slithering towards Jack rather than the one grasping his wrist. If nothing else she thought it would buy him a bit more time before anything else tried to tangle itself around him.
That she couldn't be seen didn't mean that Jack wouldn't be aware she hadn't left, and no doubt through the flurry of his own thoughts he'd heard Flora calculating whether or not she'd be able to slip her compass into Jack's hand so that he could just magically yeet himself back to Torchline. It would mean she'd have to get the boat back to the Ark, but she couldn't manage that on her own, right?
Right??
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
