flora
Flora glances up from behind the bar, one of the lower cabinets yawning open beside her, its contents half-sorted into neat rows and chaotic piles. A bottle of mango rum is dangling from her fingers—not to drink, just to clean the sticky residue crusted along its base—and she blinks at the sudden stream of sunlight before realizing who’s just walked in.
Flora doesn’t miss a beat, offering a half-smirk as she straightens. "Nah, you’re good," she says easily, propping the bottle on the counter and wiping her hands on a towel. "You can come in. Not really closed, just... half out of commission."
She gives the room a dry once-over. "I’m getting everything ready for whoever’s gonna run this place while I’m temporarily banned from the city. Y’know. Casual queen things." The joke is light, but her gaze sharpens just a touch as it lands on Caly again. "You’re Calypso, right?" she asks, like she’s just confirming, though her tone makes it clear she already knows. "One of Jack’s kids? I’ve been meaning to say hey." But then she'd gone and gotten infected, Jack had left her, and their regional quest had kicked off and suddenly social pleasantries had been downgraded on her list of priorities.
Flora doesn’t miss a beat, offering a half-smirk as she straightens. "Nah, you’re good," she says easily, propping the bottle on the counter and wiping her hands on a towel. "You can come in. Not really closed, just... half out of commission."
She gives the room a dry once-over. "I’m getting everything ready for whoever’s gonna run this place while I’m temporarily banned from the city. Y’know. Casual queen things." The joke is light, but her gaze sharpens just a touch as it lands on Caly again. "You’re Calypso, right?" she asks, like she’s just confirming, though her tone makes it clear she already knows. "One of Jack’s kids? I’ve been meaning to say hey." But then she'd gone and gotten infected, Jack had left her, and their regional quest had kicked off and suddenly social pleasantries had been downgraded on her list of priorities.
Flexing like a goddamn acrobat
Me and karma vibe like that
Me and karma vibe like that
