flora
Flora raises a brow at his mock offense, then lifts a hand and begins to tick off fingers with theatrical flair. "Let’s see. Smuggler, political backroom consultant, thief’s guild member, father..." Her gaze flicks up with pointed emphasis. "Starfall explorer...expert in evasive communication...emotional repression virtuoso..." She trails off, wiggling her fingers as if she’s lost count somewhere in the list. "Bit more than just a sailor, Jack."
The smirk she tosses him after is bright with mischief, eyes alight as she tosses an imaginary handful of cartoonishly oversized numbers toward the vague tangle of webs that represents how she sees his magic.
His next question has her shrugging, curls bouncing with the motion as she steadies herself on the uneven ground. "Honestly? The story’s dramatic enough on its own." The smile she gives him next is crooked. "It was back when we were trying to cleanse the Greatwood. The Mathair asked if we wanted anything for saving her, and...I asked if there was a way to open up the path to Halo so I could get more mageglass." She pauses, glancing away as a flush creeps into her cheeks, barely visible beneath the wind’s colour. "I wanted to get some for you." Flora clears her throat. "Anyway, the Mathair talked to the Eirachi who took the whole thing super literally." One hand gestures vaguely to the craggy shoreline. "Next thing anyone knew, this whole chunk of land was blasted off the mainland." Her grin returns as she lifts the bottle again, the burn of the rum helping keep her pride in check. "Deimos was not impressed with me."
At his final question, she rolls her eyes hard enough to tilt her whole head. "Oh yeah. Absolutely. My master plan was to heroically land here, mine the single largest piece of mageglass in Caido history, and use it to magically fix all of our relationship issues, you caught me." She takes a sip, then lifts a brow over the rim of the bottle. " I came because I wanted to see Halo’s new hotspring."
The smirk she tosses him after is bright with mischief, eyes alight as she tosses an imaginary handful of cartoonishly oversized numbers toward the vague tangle of webs that represents how she sees his magic.
His next question has her shrugging, curls bouncing with the motion as she steadies herself on the uneven ground. "Honestly? The story’s dramatic enough on its own." The smile she gives him next is crooked. "It was back when we were trying to cleanse the Greatwood. The Mathair asked if we wanted anything for saving her, and...I asked if there was a way to open up the path to Halo so I could get more mageglass." She pauses, glancing away as a flush creeps into her cheeks, barely visible beneath the wind’s colour. "I wanted to get some for you." Flora clears her throat. "Anyway, the Mathair talked to the Eirachi who took the whole thing super literally." One hand gestures vaguely to the craggy shoreline. "Next thing anyone knew, this whole chunk of land was blasted off the mainland." Her grin returns as she lifts the bottle again, the burn of the rum helping keep her pride in check. "Deimos was not impressed with me."
At his final question, she rolls her eyes hard enough to tilt her whole head. "Oh yeah. Absolutely. My master plan was to heroically land here, mine the single largest piece of mageglass in Caido history, and use it to magically fix all of our relationship issues, you caught me." She takes a sip, then lifts a brow over the rim of the bottle. " I came because I wanted to see Halo’s new hotspring."
what doesn't kill me makes
me want you more
me want you more
