karma's a relaxing thought, aren't you envious that for you it's not?
"Pffft, I'm not really—" Flora begins to argue, not able to think of her strength in context with Soleil's, but instead only comparing herself to her family which offered about the same disparency as between she and the adventurer. "Yeah right." The queen laughs, adrenaline making her voice shaky and a touch too bright.
The touch of Soleil's hands across her bare skin has Flora hitching in a breath, the girl's touch far warmer than the stone currently threatening to turn her skin red. "Did it..? Wh—" Blinking, lost in the deep almond depths of the other girl's concerned gaze, the temperature of the stone eventually snaps herself out of a moment of gay reverie that has her hissing and shifting toward. "Come on—" Reaching for Soleil the Doubletake tries to lift her up as well. "Okay, okay. I've got my daggers—" Reaching into what was basically a bejewelled fanny-pack, Flora produced three feathered daggers, each dripping with poison. "But I also have these." Holding out her hand, she waggled her fingers to draw the adventurer's attention to her rings.
"I can make one of us invisible, and I can also conjure a sea-panther to try and distract the shark, or..." Pulling a face as she combs flyaway strands from her forehead, Flora gives her head a little shake. "We could wait it out? See if it loses interest? Maybe it'll go pick on that really obnoxious couple that kept talking about how the spices on their fish had been too strong."
The touch of Soleil's hands across her bare skin has Flora hitching in a breath, the girl's touch far warmer than the stone currently threatening to turn her skin red. "Did it..? Wh—" Blinking, lost in the deep almond depths of the other girl's concerned gaze, the temperature of the stone eventually snaps herself out of a moment of gay reverie that has her hissing and shifting toward. "Come on—" Reaching for Soleil the Doubletake tries to lift her up as well. "Okay, okay. I've got my daggers—" Reaching into what was basically a bejewelled fanny-pack, Flora produced three feathered daggers, each dripping with poison. "But I also have these." Holding out her hand, she waggled her fingers to draw the adventurer's attention to her rings.
"I can make one of us invisible, and I can also conjure a sea-panther to try and distract the shark, or..." Pulling a face as she combs flyaway strands from her forehead, Flora gives her head a little shake. "We could wait it out? See if it loses interest? Maybe it'll go pick on that really obnoxious couple that kept talking about how the spices on their fish had been too strong."
