carry your baggage up my street

flora

Mentally groaning as Jack slips out of her arms, if only because she no longer has the feel and scent of him to distract her from the fucking spiders, Flora is quick to follow the captain with her eyes, still opting for as little movement as possible. What happened to waiting?

Glancing at the shard of ice in one of the captain's hands, Flora nods. You can take a dagger, too. Lifting her sweater so that Jack could reach for one of her daggers, she watched the spiders nervously as they continued to scuttle around. The giant continued to try and slam at them, though with their number having dwindled, it seemed only the cleverest were left. (Which, you know, horrifying).

And take my ring— Before he could argue, if he even would, Flora pushed several thoughts into the front of her mind: I have my compass. If things go poorly, I can always get back to the Citadel, so it makes more sense for you to have invisibility. Following that, the queen formulated a plan. We cut through. I'll throw my daggers down here and then we run. That way if anything follows, I can hopefully take them out with my recall.

I'm stupid but I'm clever
I can make a shitshow look a whole lot like forever and ever

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!