fuck around and find out

flora

Pausing for just a moment—If you fall, you're takin' us both down—the Doubletake's mind seems to parse those words in another context entirely, before she's mirroring the slow roll of the captain's shoulders and reaching her arm around him, her smile thinly veiled if exhausted. While it would have been easy for Jack to pull away, it would have been harder on him in the long run what with the way Flora would surely have rallied whatever strength she had left to give him hell for abandoning her in the swing.

Her leg wants to immediately buckle as she tries to put any amount of weight on it, leaving her trembling like some newborn fawn ready to be picked off by the first hungry predator to come around. "Gods, Jack." She huffs under her breath as if the state of her wasn't just his fault, but something he should feel bad about as well. "Next, one of us is learning how to teleport." Flora complains, and though she does shift some of her weight against the captain to bear, she still firmly holds the handle above her before sliding her other leg free with his assistance.

"And you said we've still got a few hours?" Placing her palms on Jack's shoulders before shakily stepping off the stool, Flora staggers unsteadily toward the bed, adjusting the robe properly back around her shoulders and waist.

i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!