flora
Wondering how long this poison would stay in the wood and whether or not they ought to warn someone about this afterward, Flora was far too delighted by Melita's aim and penchant for fuckery to be bound up in her concern for long. "Oooh, you got it so good!" Plucking out the feather and meaning to slide it back toward the Honeybee, Flora felt a sudden and snarling heat oozing from her arm. Looking down, she noticed that her bandages looked a day or so old already, instead of just a few hours.
"Ugh, fuck sake." Reaching out and holding her wounded arm by the wrist, Flora huffed loudly as she looked back to Melita. "I hate this. Wanna just chop it off for me?" Grinning, and, given the pain and annoyance her wound had been was only half kidding, the girl gives her head a shake.
"I'm gonna go change these. Feel free to keep, er, killin' spiders." Winking, and with all thoughts of warning Jack about the poison on his door, Flora sashayed her way toward where the Ark's first-aid supplies were kept.
~FIN
"Ugh, fuck sake." Reaching out and holding her wounded arm by the wrist, Flora huffed loudly as she looked back to Melita. "I hate this. Wanna just chop it off for me?" Grinning, and, given the pain and annoyance her wound had been was only half kidding, the girl gives her head a shake.
"I'm gonna go change these. Feel free to keep, er, killin' spiders." Winking, and with all thoughts of warning Jack about the poison on his door, Flora sashayed her way toward where the Ark's first-aid supplies were kept.
~FIN
what doesn't kill me makes
me want you more
me want you more
