you look like my next mistake
As she turns, Flora can literally see her own astonishment as a thread of delicate gold begins to weave and wander its way around the room. She too has momentarily forgotten the whys of how they found themselves in this room, such that the palette of her thoughts are far more pastel than they had been moments ago.
As she turns toward Jack, his concern for how his installation might affect her not evading her notice, a swell of turquoise rises like a wave shimmering with flecks of gold. The colours of Flora's affections were not brazenly pink just now or even violet, but instead splashed the room in shades of indian yellow before falling to a dark blue as she realized what she was seeing.
"Yeah, I am." Nodding, Flora's voice has all but lost its lascivious quality for the time being, replaced with softly awed appreciation. Moving toward the captain, the Doubletake loops her arms around his shoulders, thinking lofty thoughts in an attempt to brighten the room. It works, momentarily, dimming as her attention is stolen by the too-blue of Jack's eyes. "This is not what I was expecting." Not of his magic, and certainly not in terms of what she thought she'd experience walking into the room.
"Do it all the way." Peering up at him, Flora raises her eyebrows. "I want to see what it's really like."
As she turns toward Jack, his concern for how his installation might affect her not evading her notice, a swell of turquoise rises like a wave shimmering with flecks of gold. The colours of Flora's affections were not brazenly pink just now or even violet, but instead splashed the room in shades of indian yellow before falling to a dark blue as she realized what she was seeing.
"Yeah, I am." Nodding, Flora's voice has all but lost its lascivious quality for the time being, replaced with softly awed appreciation. Moving toward the captain, the Doubletake loops her arms around his shoulders, thinking lofty thoughts in an attempt to brighten the room. It works, momentarily, dimming as her attention is stolen by the too-blue of Jack's eyes. "This is not what I was expecting." Not of his magic, and certainly not in terms of what she thought she'd experience walking into the room.
"Do it all the way." Peering up at him, Flora raises her eyebrows. "I want to see what it's really like."
