flora
Glancing towards Anju as she arrives, Flora gaze is both appraising and flirtatious as she sizes up the other woman. “Size isn’t everything.” She trills with a waggle of her eyebrows, before glancing towards Tal. “Or so I’ve heard.” Flora adds somewhat skeptically. Bobbing her head in greeting, the Doubletake spins daintily on her heel to focus on the table.
Impressed by the bounty layed out on the table by her counterparts and not wanting to be seen as having been the charity invite, Flora clears her throat and begins to empty her pockets. “These—“ Gesturing to three iridescent feathers, ”—can be thrown like daggers. But they recall back to your hand with just a thought. This ring makes you invisible, and this mirror can create the image of whoever uses it.” The final item on the table was a small compass, though the Doubletake didn’t think that one needed much explanation. ”And that is a capitol compass.”
Impressed by the bounty layed out on the table by her counterparts and not wanting to be seen as having been the charity invite, Flora clears her throat and begins to empty her pockets. “These—“ Gesturing to three iridescent feathers, ”—can be thrown like daggers. But they recall back to your hand with just a thought. This ring makes you invisible, and this mirror can create the image of whoever uses it.” The final item on the table was a small compass, though the Doubletake didn’t think that one needed much explanation. ”And that is a capitol compass.”
what doesn't kill me makes
me want you more
me want you more
