your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
Flora snickers at the back-and-forth as she glances between the two men currently vying for the coveted title of Most Ridiculous Show-Off in the Room.
She snatches her drink from Mateo’s offering hand with the precision of a woman who knows exactly when to seize an opening and drains the rest of the mai tai in one long swallow, the citrus burn a perfect match for the chaos already fizzing in her chest. As Kaisel ceremoniously hands her the bag of gummy worms, she accepts it with exaggerated reverence, holding it like it’s a divine relic. Then, with all the elegance of a goblin princess, she plucks one of the worms from the packet, places the very tip between her lips, and flicks it forward like a snake’s tongue, eyebrows bouncing in challenge as it swings between her teeth before she slurps it back with a grin that’s far too pleased with itself.
Spice, still coiled around Kaisel’s shoulders like the most judgmental feather boa in Torchline, suddenly lifts off into the air with a chirrup of interest, wings snapping open as she begins to hover in the gummy-worm crossfire. Her little white body zips through the air like a tiny, sugar-hungry spectre, clearly attempting to intercept the next volley with all the poise and menace of a creature who believes firmly in snack tax.
"Now it’s really a challenge," Flora declares as she takes aim with the next worm, weighing it in her palm like it’s an arrow about to be loosed. "May the spirits be with you, boys. And may Spice show no mercy," she declares, before throwing one at Kai.
She snatches her drink from Mateo’s offering hand with the precision of a woman who knows exactly when to seize an opening and drains the rest of the mai tai in one long swallow, the citrus burn a perfect match for the chaos already fizzing in her chest. As Kaisel ceremoniously hands her the bag of gummy worms, she accepts it with exaggerated reverence, holding it like it’s a divine relic. Then, with all the elegance of a goblin princess, she plucks one of the worms from the packet, places the very tip between her lips, and flicks it forward like a snake’s tongue, eyebrows bouncing in challenge as it swings between her teeth before she slurps it back with a grin that’s far too pleased with itself.
Spice, still coiled around Kaisel’s shoulders like the most judgmental feather boa in Torchline, suddenly lifts off into the air with a chirrup of interest, wings snapping open as she begins to hover in the gummy-worm crossfire. Her little white body zips through the air like a tiny, sugar-hungry spectre, clearly attempting to intercept the next volley with all the poise and menace of a creature who believes firmly in snack tax.
"Now it’s really a challenge," Flora declares as she takes aim with the next worm, weighing it in her palm like it’s an arrow about to be loosed. "May the spirits be with you, boys. And may Spice show no mercy," she declares, before throwing one at Kai.
