daughters made claw first
She had been on the ew why team for obvious reasons, and though they might not have amassed and accumulated the dilemmas and problems on her belief system, when it still came right down to it – Jack was a shit. So she grinned in response, winking pleasantly. “Eh, sorry,” and she stuck out her tongue, but stepped lightly into the waves all the same, content with the sea foam bounding against her toes before it fanned out again.
The alternative wasn’t surprising; it was the usual Ludo M.O.’s. “That’s fair. I…have given up a memory before,” she paused, tapping on her chin. “Obviously I don’t remember what it was – but likely something traumatic too.” Like, y’know, the time her mother’s ghost choked her. “It’s hard to decide, really, in the end. Some of those memories shaped us into who we are now. So if we lose them…,” she shrugged, not certain of the implications. Flora giving up a bounty of memories and lifetimes with Jack didn’t seem to be in her flare – especially if she still thought of them as good moments, sprinkled in amidst the shitty end result. “Dunno. A week of LongNight trauma to erase wouldn’t be terrible, probably.”
The alternative wasn’t surprising; it was the usual Ludo M.O.’s. “That’s fair. I…have given up a memory before,” she paused, tapping on her chin. “Obviously I don’t remember what it was – but likely something traumatic too.” Like, y’know, the time her mother’s ghost choked her. “It’s hard to decide, really, in the end. Some of those memories shaped us into who we are now. So if we lose them…,” she shrugged, not certain of the implications. Flora giving up a bounty of memories and lifetimes with Jack didn’t seem to be in her flare – especially if she still thought of them as good moments, sprinkled in amidst the shitty end result. “Dunno. A week of LongNight trauma to erase wouldn’t be terrible, probably.”
Melita
tiger roar and wolf bad
