flora
Of all the things Flora expected to see when she was out for a run—drunkards, roaming mounds of void trash, Hadama having acquired even more legs after having visited Safrin—one of Halo's wardens certainly wasn't anywhere on her list. "Heya!" Waving her hand in greeting as she was still quite far down the beach, the queen put on a small burst of extra speed to bridge the distance between she and the Sword.
Coming to a halt only for Spice to breathe a fine icy mist against her back and neck to cool her off, Flora panted for a moment with her palms against her thighs. Flushed but not looking out of energy, the Doubletake reached behind her for one of her feet, stretching out the muscles of her leg as she straightened back up. "You just here for some vitamin d or should I be worried?" She chuckled brightly, unable to recall a time that she'd ever been in Deimos' company where the situation hadn't devolved almost instantly to drama. Not that it was his fault, of course, but such was the life of a leader and near-demigod.
Coming to a halt only for Spice to breathe a fine icy mist against her back and neck to cool her off, Flora panted for a moment with her palms against her thighs. Flushed but not looking out of energy, the Doubletake reached behind her for one of her feet, stretching out the muscles of her leg as she straightened back up. "You just here for some vitamin d or should I be worried?" She chuckled brightly, unable to recall a time that she'd ever been in Deimos' company where the situation hadn't devolved almost instantly to drama. Not that it was his fault, of course, but such was the life of a leader and near-demigod.
damn they don't make them like this anymore
