[SE] messy hands

karma's a relaxing thought, aren't you envious that for you it's not?

"Thanks for flying me over." Stepping off the Firecracker and onto Apopo's volcanic shores, Flora wiped at her forehead where several beads of sweat had already begun to form the second the sea breeze was no longer brushing against her face. Tallsun Longheat had arrived with a vengeance such that the loose-fitting romper Flora had put on that morning felt like a woollen sweater.

"I wonder if we could ever turn that thing into a weapon." She hums, glancing at Apopo through her sunglasses and wrinkling her nose. "I mean, no reason to think it won't ever erupt again, y'know? So why not make it useful." Looking toward the Honeybee with a shrug, Flora pulled a jar out from the bag slung over her shoulder and scooped some of the island's dark soil into it. "Wild that this is actually good for growing things. I'd have thought it was the opposite."

MELITA

Any opportunity to fly like a fucking maniac was all right in Melita’s book – so she simply handwaved the acknowledgment away and landed it without crashing as if it hadn’t taken the whole of her concentration. Apopo had a decent, soft loam anyway, making the ordeal not as painful as it could’ve been.

Grabbing Fangorn (and ignoring his illustrious side-eye), Sila had long since taken off for the sky to hover and watch from above, Melita’s eyes widened at the absolutely amazing idea. “Hoooo shit, we totally should.” Adjusting her gaze to the crater, and recalling the absolute devastation and firepower behind it, she considered portions and pieces that would need to meld together. “Probably ought to have some clause in it not erupting on Torchline though.”

The other properties of the land though unfurled a shrug through her shoulders; her mother would’ve known. “Yeah, supposed to be fertile, I guess.” So while Fangorn dangled his vines within the dark soil, the Honeybee set to scooping some up as well, placing the adornments in Flora’s jar. “What do you need this for?”

This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight

karma's a relaxing thought, aren't you envious that for you it's not?

Grinning, absolutely adoring Melita for always being up for the most ridiculous of nonsense so long as it involved some amount of chaos, Flora nods. "Can you imagine what it would be like to have the power of a volcano?" Even just to be able to threaten it would be cool enough; maybe they wouldn't even have to go through with it. After all, who'd want to call that bluff?

"Yeah....probably.." Not melting Torchline in the process was a good shout.

"Oh, I asked Rae for a lily." Flora explains with a sigh as she adds a bit more soil into her jar and screws the lid on. "Silly me for thinking they'd just hand one over." Rolling her eyes, she gives the jar a little shake. "Apparently I need to grow one, hence the soil." Grinning, the Doubletake waggles her eyebrows. "I also need unicorn shirt. Bet you can guess who I asked to get it for me."