Flora
"I'll kiss it better if you can outthrow me." Flora quips back, watching with a crooked smile as Jack braced himself on the wall in order to reach his knife. Something about the way he didn't have to hide the vulnerability that came part and parcel with healing from murder made her heart skip a beat, silly as that was.
"You got it." Bold talk for someone whose dominant arm had been the one which was injured. Reaching for her dagger, Flora rolled her right shoulder a few times, feeling the familiar stiffness that immediately had her joints feeling like glass was being ground between them. Exhaling as steadily as she could (aka not at all), the queen tensed the muscles of her stomach in order to steady her aim, before forcing her arm to twist back and release. The motion was jerky with the blade going wide. It stuck in the wooden frame of one of the walls well enough, but it was at the expense of a shooting jet of pain snarling up Flora's arm and into her shoulder that had her gasping and clutching her free hand over her shoulder.
"You got it." Bold talk for someone whose dominant arm had been the one which was injured. Reaching for her dagger, Flora rolled her right shoulder a few times, feeling the familiar stiffness that immediately had her joints feeling like glass was being ground between them. Exhaling as steadily as she could (aka not at all), the queen tensed the muscles of her stomach in order to steady her aim, before forcing her arm to twist back and release. The motion was jerky with the blade going wide. It stuck in the wooden frame of one of the walls well enough, but it was at the expense of a shooting jet of pain snarling up Flora's arm and into her shoulder that had her gasping and clutching her free hand over her shoulder.
I don't like that falling feels like flying
'til the bone crush
'til the bone crush
Code stolen from Queen Sky
