flora
"Yeah well, you would say that."
Flora wants to scream. Then she wants to cry, and if there's time, she wants to put on the biggest pair of heels she has and grind Jack's ballsack into the sand. Feeling all the more humiliated and betrayed than ever she had with Koa—and fuck you twice for knowing about it, Jack—the Doubletake comes to realize something that perhaps none of her other counterparts could have.
Whatever the captain is capable of feeling from her just then, no doubt the sudden change from hissy fit to smug would no doubt catch his attention just as sharply as if she really had tipped her head back and started screaming. Laughing under her breath, and then properly, Flora grins down at Jack before sinking onto her knees. "You can't do a damn thing about me knowing, can you?" The queen's smile grows, all bitter triumph and sharp edges. "Because if you tried to handle me, my dad could reach right into Mort's realm and pluck me out to hear what happened." Even without his telepathy, Jack wouldn't need Flora to spell out the lengths that all of her family would go to to find the Captain if that happened.
"And if you tried to keep me out of the way, but not let me actually die, I'd have every fucking demigod on the Ark's doorstep before you finished tying a single knot."
Flora wants to scream. Then she wants to cry, and if there's time, she wants to put on the biggest pair of heels she has and grind Jack's ballsack into the sand. Feeling all the more humiliated and betrayed than ever she had with Koa—and fuck you twice for knowing about it, Jack—the Doubletake comes to realize something that perhaps none of her other counterparts could have.
Whatever the captain is capable of feeling from her just then, no doubt the sudden change from hissy fit to smug would no doubt catch his attention just as sharply as if she really had tipped her head back and started screaming. Laughing under her breath, and then properly, Flora grins down at Jack before sinking onto her knees. "You can't do a damn thing about me knowing, can you?" The queen's smile grows, all bitter triumph and sharp edges. "Because if you tried to handle me, my dad could reach right into Mort's realm and pluck me out to hear what happened." Even without his telepathy, Jack wouldn't need Flora to spell out the lengths that all of her family would go to to find the Captain if that happened.
"And if you tried to keep me out of the way, but not let me actually die, I'd have every fucking demigod on the Ark's doorstep before you finished tying a single knot."
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
