flora
It hardly mattered what they were talking about anymore; the mere fact that there was a secret between them was the last balm needed to entirely take the sting out of Flora's emotions if not her knee.
"Ewwwwuh." Flora moans, instantly imagining her leg green and porous looking before being chopped off with a butcher's knife. " I'll just pop into the fountain when we get back to shore." She says, uncrinkling her nose if only to avoid strange tan lines. "I'm sure I can last that long."
Having dismissed the gemstone around his throat as nothing more than an electric bit of jewelry, Flora oooooooohed with appropriate understanding. "You seem to do that a lot. What other magics have you got you aren't telling me about?" She asksseductively girlishly as she seats herself on her towel and reaches first for the bottle of wine she'd brought rather than something to clean her wound with. #priorities. "I know one of the merfolk." Flora continues, tugging the cork off the bottle "He helped me set up my apartment." She adds, upending the wine to her lips while leaning back on one arm and stretching out her legs. 'Want some?'
"Ewwwwuh." Flora moans, instantly imagining her leg green and porous looking before being chopped off with a butcher's knife. " I'll just pop into the fountain when we get back to shore." She says, uncrinkling her nose if only to avoid strange tan lines. "I'm sure I can last that long."
Having dismissed the gemstone around his throat as nothing more than an electric bit of jewelry, Flora oooooooohed with appropriate understanding. "You seem to do that a lot. What other magics have you got you aren't telling me about?" She asks
The rumors are terrible and cruel
But honey, most of them are true
But honey, most of them are true
