Flora
Flora’s grin falters the moment crimson blooms across the silver of her blade. The sight of Hadama pulling it free himself, his jaw flexing against the pain, sends a sharp pang of guilt lancing through her chest. She'd just wanted to help with his quest, to test his defences—but she hadn’t meant to hurt him. "Fuck," she breathes, her usual bravado dimming as she watches him drop the dagger to the sand.
Biting the inside of her cheek, Flora forces herself to shake off the moment of hesitation. If he wanted to keep going, she’d respect that, especially because she knew that he could take a whole lot more than a single swipe from one of her blades, but still.
Bending low as if to make it easier for her dagger to return to her hand, she pivots sharply instead, sweeping her leg out in an attempt to knock Hadama off balance. Simultaneously she turned her dagger over in her hand, meaning to try and knock him with the hilt instead of the blade.
Biting the inside of her cheek, Flora forces herself to shake off the moment of hesitation. If he wanted to keep going, she’d respect that, especially because she knew that he could take a whole lot more than a single swipe from one of her blades, but still.
Bending low as if to make it easier for her dagger to return to her hand, she pivots sharply instead, sweeping her leg out in an attempt to knock Hadama off balance. Simultaneously she turned her dagger over in her hand, meaning to try and knock him with the hilt instead of the blade.
I trace the evidence, make it make some sense
why the wound is still bleedin'
why the wound is still bleedin'
Code stolen from Queen Sky
