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Eyeing the Tidebreaker as if taking his concerns very seriously, Flora lets her expression grow from thick concentration to utter understanding. "All depends on what eyeshadows you use." She says decisively, flashing Hadama a grin. "I still think you could pull it off." And, with his complexion, she actually really did.
"Maybe even just for LongNight?" Flora suggestions, and though she's certainly not dressed for litter picking, she happily begins to scoop out a few cocktail umbrellas from the fountain with her fingers before tossing them into Hadama's sack.
"Ahh, see!" Snapping her fingers, she points one at him with delight. "That's what I was trying to say underwater, you know—" Grasping invisible bars, Flora mimed shaking them. "A jail! I wondered if you did have one or if the mer were too sophisticated for such things." Their idea of community service as a way of wiping their slate clean absolutely had merit and wouldn't certainly make their lives much easier.
She liked the idea of death, though.
"Mm, not bad. Things got pretty rowdy near the end of the week though. I had to call in a few soldiers—and even a dragoon—to put a stop to it." Flora explains with a roll of her eyes.
"Maybe even just for LongNight?" Flora suggestions, and though she's certainly not dressed for litter picking, she happily begins to scoop out a few cocktail umbrellas from the fountain with her fingers before tossing them into Hadama's sack.
"Ahh, see!" Snapping her fingers, she points one at him with delight. "That's what I was trying to say underwater, you know—" Grasping invisible bars, Flora mimed shaking them. "A jail! I wondered if you did have one or if the mer were too sophisticated for such things." Their idea of community service as a way of wiping their slate clean absolutely had merit and wouldn't certainly make their lives much easier.
She liked the idea of death, though.
"Mm, not bad. Things got pretty rowdy near the end of the week though. I had to call in a few soldiers—and even a dragoon—to put a stop to it." Flora explains with a roll of her eyes.
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
