flora
Wincing as Jack falls to the ground, but yes, alive, the Doubletake is already on the move to try and help hasten his departure. It doesn't occur to her to shout hey I'm invisible or even to twist her ring again given the utter chaos unfolding around them. Perhaps a surprise to them both as Jack reaches to grab her, the first thing that comes to the Doubletake's mind isn't how the fuck has he done that, it's, "—do you have the package?" Gods knew they'd be trudging right the fuck back if he hadn't, broken wrist and bloody eye or not.
Recalling her daggers to her other hand, Flora lobs them back toward the Peepholes once more, recalling them a final time once she was nearly out of their range to deter any nearby vines from getting any ideas about following them.
"Fuck sake." The queen pants, sliding her arm around Jack's waist in an effort to try and provide some support. She really should start carrying fountain water with her, but hindsight wasn't doing her any favours just now. "Are you okay?"
Recalling her daggers to her other hand, Flora lobs them back toward the Peepholes once more, recalling them a final time once she was nearly out of their range to deter any nearby vines from getting any ideas about following them.
"Fuck sake." The queen pants, sliding her arm around Jack's waist in an effort to try and provide some support. She really should start carrying fountain water with her, but hindsight wasn't doing her any favours just now. "Are you okay?"
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
