flora
Flora, wildly unconcerned about dark men and alleyways, strides in Jack's direction looking a bit like a fawn with her long legs and trembling steps. "Am I?" She wonders, her thoughts bathed in alcohol. 'Sure did.' Flora agrees. The first time you get drunk is a cause for celebration of course, and even moreso when you've been acting like you're old hat at it for weeks.
Ignoring Jack's warning (of course), Flora sinks drastically down, fingers extended towards Seven. Her hands flash with bracelets and rings, her mouth a perfect O as she peers up at Jack. "You have a kitttttyyyyy." She mewls before looking back down at Seven and trying to scoop her up into her arms if she'd allow.
"You're a ruffian." She chortles snarkily and cheerfully at Jack.
Ignoring Jack's warning (of course), Flora sinks drastically down, fingers extended towards Seven. Her hands flash with bracelets and rings, her mouth a perfect O as she peers up at Jack. "You have a kitttttyyyyy." She mewls before looking back down at Seven and trying to scoop her up into her arms if she'd allow.
"You're a ruffian." She chortles snarkily and cheerfully at Jack.
never be so kind
you forget to be clever
you forget to be clever
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
