karma's a relaxing thought, aren't you envious that for you it's not?
Invisible though she is, Flora still lets out a squeaky yelp as the gravity spike erupts behind her, a plume of sand and thick sap flinging forward to coat the air where she'd just been standing. She stumbles forward a step, catching herself with a huff that is absolutely more dramatic than necessary.
"Oh my gods," comes her invisible groan, pitched just loud enough to carry. "Is that your strategy now? Drag up emotionally fraught exes to throw me off my game?" There’s the rustle of motion in the underbrush as she moves again, her steps light and quick as she circles, just barely avoiding crunching where the sap’s begun to congeal into sticky blotches on the jungle floor.
Still, she can’t help the grin that tugs at her voice, even as she recalls her daggers with a flick of thought and lets another fly toward the mer, its arc silent and unseen. "Nooooooo," she drawls, stretching the word in playful protest, "Jack and I are definitely not back together. We have...rigidly incompatible worldviews, I guess you'd say."
The next dagger zips through the air a breath later, just near Hadama's big toe.
4/4
"Oh my gods," comes her invisible groan, pitched just loud enough to carry. "Is that your strategy now? Drag up emotionally fraught exes to throw me off my game?" There’s the rustle of motion in the underbrush as she moves again, her steps light and quick as she circles, just barely avoiding crunching where the sap’s begun to congeal into sticky blotches on the jungle floor.
Still, she can’t help the grin that tugs at her voice, even as she recalls her daggers with a flick of thought and lets another fly toward the mer, its arc silent and unseen. "Nooooooo," she drawls, stretching the word in playful protest, "Jack and I are definitely not back together. We have...rigidly incompatible worldviews, I guess you'd say."
The next dagger zips through the air a breath later, just near Hadama's big toe.
4/4
