We are sometimes losing it // one fight, baby, then we run for the fun of it
Her pacing had gone mostly undisturbed up until this point. She had kept herself aside, trying to stay out of the way of the hustle and bustle. There were so many people on the docks, moving supplies and filling skyships. Then there were people already coming in off skyships, some getting off at the dock and being directed into the city while some went from one skyship to another (reinforcements from other regions, Ellyra supposed). But now, she was most definitely in the way.
"Oh, shit." She gasped without a breath after Flora's fuck and spun around. Glass clanked and rolled around, the vials and bottles of different sizes and varieties moving like scuttling mice across the boardwalk. Ellyra jumped forward, body going down into a crouch without much thought to try and gather the bottles. Her hazel eyes flicked around and her hands grabbed wildly, all the while she tried to steady herself and her breath as she assisted the woman. "No, no, I'm sorry I shouldn't have been standing in the way--" she shook her head to dismiss Flora's apology as she tucked bottles into her shirt, looking for any more.
She stood, carrying them over to the wheelbarrow the woman -- the queen, though she didn't recognize her at first -- had filled to the absolute brim. She placed the bottles back in carefully, but her eyebrows knit together as she finally focused on what was just inside the bottles. Was this...just water? Her head tilted as she placed them in, but she didn't audibly question Flora, she just simply flicked hazel eyes towards her, brows still together.
"Oh, shit." She gasped without a breath after Flora's fuck and spun around. Glass clanked and rolled around, the vials and bottles of different sizes and varieties moving like scuttling mice across the boardwalk. Ellyra jumped forward, body going down into a crouch without much thought to try and gather the bottles. Her hazel eyes flicked around and her hands grabbed wildly, all the while she tried to steady herself and her breath as she assisted the woman. "No, no, I'm sorry I shouldn't have been standing in the way--" she shook her head to dismiss Flora's apology as she tucked bottles into her shirt, looking for any more.
She stood, carrying them over to the wheelbarrow the woman -- the queen, though she didn't recognize her at first -- had filled to the absolute brim. She placed the bottles back in carefully, but her eyebrows knit together as she finally focused on what was just inside the bottles. Was this...just water? Her head tilted as she placed them in, but she didn't audibly question Flora, she just simply flicked hazel eyes towards her, brows still together.
Ellyra
