flora
Flora tilts her head, a playful pout tugging at her lips, eyes glittering with exaggerated disappointment. "Oh, Hadama will be crushed to hear you aren’t planning on gracing our shores permanently," she teases lightly, swirling the remnants of her drink around the bottom of her glass. "Torchline could always use more mysterious, pale ancients skulking around. I think we only have...the one? And Isla doesn't really skulk."
But then, with a swift change that practically screams gossip, Flora perks up at the mention of Liam’s name. Her eyes widen in obvious delight, her body angling closer like she's about to dive straight into Maea’s business. "Hold on," she announces dramatically, raising one finger as though pausing an invisible conversation. "Did I hear you right? Liam asked you to stay? Like, hot soldier Liam?" Flora’s grin spreads wickedly, entirely too intrigued. "Is this one of those ‘come live near me because we're super platonic buddies,’ things, or are we talking something a bit more..." She waves a hand through the air, bracelets glittering playfully, leaving the implication hanging deliciously unfinished.
But her tone sobers slightly at Maea’s mention of the Greatwood feeling peaceful, her expression becoming gently serious beneath the lively facade. "You know, if the Greatwood starts making waves, you'll absolutely wind up on the Family’s radar like the rest of us have." Flora’s voice lowers, tinged with a subtle gravity even though her posture remains effortlessly casual. "I know it’s peaceful now, but if things change... just keep that in mind, yeah?"
But then, with a swift change that practically screams gossip, Flora perks up at the mention of Liam’s name. Her eyes widen in obvious delight, her body angling closer like she's about to dive straight into Maea’s business. "Hold on," she announces dramatically, raising one finger as though pausing an invisible conversation. "Did I hear you right? Liam asked you to stay? Like, hot soldier Liam?" Flora’s grin spreads wickedly, entirely too intrigued. "Is this one of those ‘come live near me because we're super platonic buddies,’ things, or are we talking something a bit more..." She waves a hand through the air, bracelets glittering playfully, leaving the implication hanging deliciously unfinished.
But her tone sobers slightly at Maea’s mention of the Greatwood feeling peaceful, her expression becoming gently serious beneath the lively facade. "You know, if the Greatwood starts making waves, you'll absolutely wind up on the Family’s radar like the rest of us have." Flora’s voice lowers, tinged with a subtle gravity even though her posture remains effortlessly casual. "I know it’s peaceful now, but if things change... just keep that in mind, yeah?"
We need love, But all we want is danger
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
