Flora
"Yeah, that's probably smart." Flora agrees with an easy bob of her head. Every since their home had been partially lifted into the clouds the upper portion seemed to have gotten the shorter end of the stick (perhaps that was merely bias on her part because of how far it was from the Hanged Man). "I know Everest and Isla were putting some together a while ago. I can check in with her and see if they're all still at the clinic or if she did manage to put them around." She adds, of creating caches around the island in general.
More than content to let Hadama pull the cart, Flora lobbed stones over the side as they walked. Having known her co-leader long enough to pick out the thin strand of fuckery in the innocent phrasing of his question, the queen tossed her head like an ill-tempered pony before throwing a rock at the ground harder than was necessary. While she wasn't entirely certain what Hadama did or didn't know about she and Jack, the pair were seen often enough together to stir some amount of rumour. "They both say no, but they each said it with enough vehemence to make me doubt it."
"Why? They're just rocks. You ain't the queen of rocks." One of the kids answers. It was a girl, rather plump with rosy cheeks and the sort of gimme one fucking good reason to listen to you slant to her lips that Melita had probably worn a time or two herself.
For the most part the children aroundAurelia are utterly delighted, and quickly the tiger will feel hands stroking her sleek fur before those same fingers begin to grope and tug, wanting the tiger to stop and properly play with them. The ground beneath their feet and by extension Aurelia's as well, goes suddenly slick with ice causing them to grasp at the tiger to hold their balance which only upsets hers.
Jack 's business dealings go off without a hitch, though of course there's never just one person who wants Jack's attention, and soon someone else is waving him over to the pier where a body has been pulled up out of the ocean.
More than content to let Hadama pull the cart, Flora lobbed stones over the side as they walked. Having known her co-leader long enough to pick out the thin strand of fuckery in the innocent phrasing of his question, the queen tossed her head like an ill-tempered pony before throwing a rock at the ground harder than was necessary. While she wasn't entirely certain what Hadama did or didn't know about she and Jack, the pair were seen often enough together to stir some amount of rumour. "They both say no, but they each said it with enough vehemence to make me doubt it."
"Why? They're just rocks. You ain't the queen of rocks." One of the kids answers. It was a girl, rather plump with rosy cheeks and the sort of gimme one fucking good reason to listen to you slant to her lips that Melita had probably worn a time or two herself.
For the most part the children around
Jack 's business dealings go off without a hitch, though of course there's never just one person who wants Jack's attention, and soon someone else is waving him over to the pier where a body has been pulled up out of the ocean.
I trace the evidence, make it make some sense
why the wound is still bleedin'
why the wound is still bleedin'
Code stolen from Queen Sky
