your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
Though Flora is inclined to argue something along the lines of maybe you just didn't treat them right of some ships being bitches, she's fully aware as just such a woman herself, that women hardly needed a reason to be bitches. "Mmm." She hums noncommitally, rolling her wrist in order to send her gin whirling around her glass.
"A dead ship? That's a little dramatic." She chuckles under her breath before falling silent to listen to the rest of it. There's no one around them, not really, but Flora still doesn't take the chance of giving voice to some of her thoughts. And I guess being able to hear the thoughts of those you got to work for you, made it easy to get them in your pocket, huh?
So that's what it was? Just bullshit until it wasn't?
"But why sailing? I mean, you could have gotten yourself a wagon and a pony." The queen gives him an affectionate nudge, knowing just how much the captain loved horses before continuing. "Or just stuck to the Fingers like lots seem to do." Was it the market that drove Jack out onto the water? Or the sea itself?
"A dead ship? That's a little dramatic." She chuckles under her breath before falling silent to listen to the rest of it. There's no one around them, not really, but Flora still doesn't take the chance of giving voice to some of her thoughts. And I guess being able to hear the thoughts of those you got to work for you, made it easy to get them in your pocket, huh?
So that's what it was? Just bullshit until it wasn't?
"But why sailing? I mean, you could have gotten yourself a wagon and a pony." The queen gives him an affectionate nudge, knowing just how much the captain loved horses before continuing. "Or just stuck to the Fingers like lots seem to do." Was it the market that drove Jack out onto the water? Or the sea itself?
