you wouldn't be the first renegade to need somebody
Flora scoffs, shaking her head as if disbelieving what it is she's hearing. "One season?" she spits, her voice icy and brittle with sarcastic amusement. "Oh no babe, you can have one week, and that's it." Her gaze hardens as she steps closer, the rain-drenched docks behind her echoing the finality in her tone, wanting to make sure that she was crystal fucking clear. "That you've made yourself unwanted all over Caido isn't my problem," she adds with a stiff shake of her head.
"I don't owe you a damn thing and in the past 5 minutes you've done nothing to make me want to help you out." She folds her arms even more tightly around herself to deflect the rain; Flora was the reason Maea had gotten to Ronin in time for her life to be saved, so as far as the Doubletake was concerned, the fact that the ancient had the nerve to ask her for a damned thing more was laughable.
"You want to live on my shores? Bring me one of Vi's Roses or Rae's lilies and I'll set you up an apartment myself. Until then, you can start over somewhere else."
"I don't owe you a damn thing and in the past 5 minutes you've done nothing to make me want to help you out." She folds her arms even more tightly around herself to deflect the rain; Flora was the reason Maea had gotten to Ronin in time for her life to be saved, so as far as the Doubletake was concerned, the fact that the ancient had the nerve to ask her for a damned thing more was laughable.
"You want to live on my shores? Bring me one of Vi's Roses or Rae's lilies and I'll set you up an apartment myself. Until then, you can start over somewhere else."
