flora
"Yeah well, just makes it easier to sell the idea to Hadama." The queen says with a shrug. Not that she'd expected any difficulty in doing just that, but even the Tidebreaker would have to admit that losing the Ark's captain would have more of an impact on Torchline's affairs than the presence of a giant ball of void muck.
Biting at the inside of her lip hard enough to have copper beading onto her tongue, Flora tried to douse her rising panic with literally anything thought aside from the one she wanted to think. Sun. Cloud! So many shades of blue. New shoes maybe? She should visit Mateo. And so on.
"Nothing, it can wait." She called out, continuing to force her mind to tether itself to the things she was seeing and nothing else. Carefully she approached the captain, kneeling down at his side and trying to judge the situation for herself. Clearly he wasn't rowing them anywhere with his wrist the way it was and given how shit he looked, he probably didn't have the energy yet to propel them to the Ark as he'd done before.
"Aside from blushberries I don't know what's good around here to eat." Noticing the way he was trying to press his wrist straight, Flora heard herself huffing as she reached out to still his fingers. "Stop that, you're only going to make it worse." Standing, she glanced at Jack over her shoulder. Stay there. She thought, adding, "I'm going to go look for a straight chunk of driftwood to make a splint from."
Biting at the inside of her lip hard enough to have copper beading onto her tongue, Flora tried to douse her rising panic with literally anything thought aside from the one she wanted to think. Sun. Cloud! So many shades of blue. New shoes maybe? She should visit Mateo. And so on.
"Nothing, it can wait." She called out, continuing to force her mind to tether itself to the things she was seeing and nothing else. Carefully she approached the captain, kneeling down at his side and trying to judge the situation for herself. Clearly he wasn't rowing them anywhere with his wrist the way it was and given how shit he looked, he probably didn't have the energy yet to propel them to the Ark as he'd done before.
"Aside from blushberries I don't know what's good around here to eat." Noticing the way he was trying to press his wrist straight, Flora heard herself huffing as she reached out to still his fingers. "Stop that, you're only going to make it worse." Standing, she glanced at Jack over her shoulder. Stay there. She thought, adding, "I'm going to go look for a straight chunk of driftwood to make a splint from."
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
