flora
The sight of a dagger not thrown by her own hand had the hair on Flora's neck immediately standing up. With her other two daggers suddenly in her palms the queen whirls on her heels, one hand already back by her ear ready to launch the dagger in her hand. The ancient's sharp smile and rather lazy approach however had the Doubletake staying her attack and huffing out a short laugh under her breath. "No, what I could use is better aim." She admits, wry amusement curling her lips into a crooked smirk as she lowers her daggers.
"I swear, once upon a time I was good at this and now?" Shaking her head, Flora replaces one of the daggers in her belt before lifting her hand, recalling the fallen dagger directly into her palm. To be fair the queen had been taking on opponents much harder as of late, but that didn't soothe the growing sentiment that she was getting worse instead of better.
Noting the other woman's obvious racial tells, Flora grins, wiping a bit of sweat from her brow. "Guess the heat doesn't bother you out here, huh?"
"I swear, once upon a time I was good at this and now?" Shaking her head, Flora replaces one of the daggers in her belt before lifting her hand, recalling the fallen dagger directly into her palm. To be fair the queen had been taking on opponents much harder as of late, but that didn't soothe the growing sentiment that she was getting worse instead of better.
Noting the other woman's obvious racial tells, Flora grins, wiping a bit of sweat from her brow. "Guess the heat doesn't bother you out here, huh?"
damn they don't make them like this anymore
