mama bore a girl with a gun for a mouth
She let loose a wild little cackle and laugh combination at the vehement gods no. Melita could imagine the multitudes invited and those not; and though she didn’t know all of Flora’s detested proportions, the mere thought of Jack not being able to secure a place along the Cordillera was a nice little caveat to the dangerous intersections. “Gods, I know you’re right, but that’s still fuckin’ aggravating.” That she’d have to settle somewhere simply so the Captain couldn’t arrive. Though, maybe it was a blessing – she still could have somewhere beautiful and dangerous without the toxic persistence of one Jack Barclay. “Who else isn’t allowed?” she waggled her brows, ready for gossip and shenanigans – mentally calculating the potentials. Probably not Colt, based on current circumstances.
Flora’s mischief of potentially obliterating annoying ass channelers made her loosen another chuckle from her chest, cheeks hurting from the jocular potentials, then progressing at the mentions of magic. “I mean – could be. I don’t know how many options there are.” Which was part of the fun and chaos of it all. Raising her fingers out of the springs simply to start keeping count, she rattled them off. “I’ve experienced the ducks, lightning, turning into a frog, a water cannon, applause, falling asleep, hurting myself…,” but she’d been wholly unaware of anyone nearby being healed from her actions, nor a constituent being reduced to half their health. Humming under her breath, she glanced back at the Hot Take. “Is there something else you’d want from Safrin, like right away?”
Flora’s mischief of potentially obliterating annoying ass channelers made her loosen another chuckle from her chest, cheeks hurting from the jocular potentials, then progressing at the mentions of magic. “I mean – could be. I don’t know how many options there are.” Which was part of the fun and chaos of it all. Raising her fingers out of the springs simply to start keeping count, she rattled them off. “I’ve experienced the ducks, lightning, turning into a frog, a water cannon, applause, falling asleep, hurting myself…,” but she’d been wholly unaware of anyone nearby being healed from her actions, nor a constituent being reduced to half their health. Humming under her breath, she glanced back at the Hot Take. “Is there something else you’d want from Safrin, like right away?”
Melita
of both beauty and battle cries
