your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
The points of ice catch Flora's attention, and even as she lifts her gaze inconspicuously away, a little smile is playing at her lips. And here I carry around daggers like some idiot, she thinks with a snort. Not that she'd trade her feathers for anything. It's people like you who are responsible for those stupid riddles about someone who hung themselves in a locked room with only a bit of water beneath their feet." She remarks before sauntering away for some refreshments.
"I'd be tempted to say it's never the ship's fault." Flora says before allowing a considerable swallow of gin to burn on her tongue before letting it slip down the back of her throat. "So how'd you..get into this?" Being a captain she means, as opposed to a murderous bastard orpirate smuggler. "Just woke up one day and thought, taking care of something that's going to constantly get beat up by the ocean sounds fun, might as well add a crew of assholes to have to manage at the same time, because why not."
"I'd be tempted to say it's never the ship's fault." Flora says before allowing a considerable swallow of gin to burn on her tongue before letting it slip down the back of her throat. "So how'd you..get into this?" Being a captain she means, as opposed to a murderous bastard or
