flora
'Oh my gods." Flora's hands immediately went to her mouth as she heard the cry of pain, eyes going wide. "No, I didn't, I—" Which is when her own feather came shooting back at her. Having 10 dexterity very little in the way of natural instinct, her feather struck one of her thighs dead on. Luckily despite Amanda's additional telekinetic boost, the abandoned's range wasn't that far and so what might have crippled her would likely only leave a scar.
Wait. A scar? On her beautiful legs?!
"OWWWuhhh!" Flora called back, sounding both childish and young and caring not at all. Unable to see just who (or what) was currently attacking her with her own feathers, Flora opted simply to throw another. Why not.
Picking one up by the vein—the white one, as it happened—she threw it back towards where the first projectile had come.
Wait. A scar? On her beautiful legs?!
"OWWWuhhh!" Flora called back, sounding both childish and young and caring not at all. Unable to see just who (or what) was currently attacking her with her own feathers, Flora opted simply to throw another. Why not.
Picking one up by the vein—the white one, as it happened—she threw it back towards where the first projectile had come.
We need love, But all we want is danger
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
