KOA
Since his confession (and subsequent rejection), Koa has made a point of staying away from Flora and the Hanged Man. Not sulking, and not nursing a bruised ego, thank you very much. Just... giving her space, respectfully, like a gentleman. Letting them have a break from each other.
A break which doesn't last very long.
Koa's partway through a beer when a familiar voice calls through the night, causing him to choke and spit a half-swallowed gulp into his glass. "Flora?! What is it?" Alarm sets his heart racingin his chest, the beer abandoned as protective instinct overtakes his thoughts. He's already up by the time she clarifies, ready to vault over the railing, to grow wings and fly to her aid. Even Pip responds with gusto, launching from the table to fly circles around the Queen.
Bar fight. Help. And what more does she need to say except that last word? Help, and he'll be there. Pausing only long enough to toss some money on his table, Koa dashes round a banister, jogging to meet Flora in the street. "Okay. Let's go." He's entirely business, a soldier at attention, as eager to go protect and serve as a dog might be to play fetch.
A break which doesn't last very long.
Koa's partway through a beer when a familiar voice calls through the night, causing him to choke and spit a half-swallowed gulp into his glass. "Flora?! What is it?" Alarm sets his heart racingin his chest, the beer abandoned as protective instinct overtakes his thoughts. He's already up by the time she clarifies, ready to vault over the railing, to grow wings and fly to her aid. Even Pip responds with gusto, launching from the table to fly circles around the Queen.
Bar fight. Help. And what more does she need to say except that last word? Help, and he'll be there. Pausing only long enough to toss some money on his table, Koa dashes round a banister, jogging to meet Flora in the street. "Okay. Let's go." He's entirely business, a soldier at attention, as eager to go protect and serve as a dog might be to play fetch.
With each love I cut loose, I was never the same
Watching still living roots be consumed by the flame
Watching still living roots be consumed by the flame
