flora
If there were magical notifications aboard the Ark that alerted the crew to opportunistic and ambitious blondes stealing aboard, Flora was not aware of them. Draped in a sage-colored sweater and cloaked with invisibility, Flora stole onboard the Ark as the crew busied themselves loading and unloading crates. Once or twice she had to pin herself against the wall of a corridor as one of the burlier members passed by her, but given that she hadn't bothered with any perfume that evening, so long as no one touched her, she thought she passed relatively unnoticed.
Whether or not she would fool Jack's companion was another matter entirely, but she wasn't worried about the feline giving her up to the wrong people. She was here to see Jack, after all.
With her breath held until the captain's corridor was free, the Doubletake tried the handle only to find it locked. She'd been expecting this of course despite hoping perhaps that it had been left unlocked. So, with only her thoughts to keep her distracted, Flora pressed herself invisibly against the wall to wait.
Whether or not she would fool Jack's companion was another matter entirely, but she wasn't worried about the feline giving her up to the wrong people. She was here to see Jack, after all.
With her breath held until the captain's corridor was free, the Doubletake tried the handle only to find it locked. She'd been expecting this of course despite hoping perhaps that it had been left unlocked. So, with only her thoughts to keep her distracted, Flora pressed herself invisibly against the wall to wait.
let me taste your silhouette
