Flora
Flora might not have telepathy, but she's been around Jack long enough to have picked up on a few things, such as he explains she's already envisioning the thoughts in his mind, imagining bits of dust and shards of obsidian left behind by thieves who'd thought they'd gotten away with something. "Could even line a few with poison, just for fun." She muses, shrugging her shoulders and grinning and imagining a would-be jewel-thief thinking they'd struck rich, only to prick their finger on some black shiny rock before realizing their big score was nothing but a rubber ducky only to wind up later in the infirmary.
"Funny how that works, huh?" Flora trills, bouncing her eyebrows at the captain before picking up a chunk of rock and moving to draw a trio of stars on one of the obsidian slabs. Would Safrin even know she'd done it? Maybe not, but on the off-chance she did, the Doubletake would happily take a few brownie points in return for the rough etchings.
"Okay, well, if the gems weren't down this tunnel, it's probably that other one." The one Flora had sniffed at before confidently declaring it was this way instead. "If you're still game?"
"Funny how that works, huh?" Flora trills, bouncing her eyebrows at the captain before picking up a chunk of rock and moving to draw a trio of stars on one of the obsidian slabs. Would Safrin even know she'd done it? Maybe not, but on the off-chance she did, the Doubletake would happily take a few brownie points in return for the rough etchings.
"Okay, well, if the gems weren't down this tunnel, it's probably that other one." The one Flora had sniffed at before confidently declaring it was this way instead. "If you're still game?"
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
Code stolen from Queen Sky
