flora
”Duh.” Flora chimed brightly, flashing her father an appreciative smile. Mention of being governor only has the girl huffing and rolling her eyes. ”They’re kings now, didn’t you know?” She says through a sneer. ”Whatever. Voting is stupid, and Hadama is stupid, and Harper is stupid.” Before she might further malign Torchline’s government, Flora is shaking her head and rushing to take the final create from Remi. “Nope! It’s uh..super messy back there!” She says hurriedly, of the back room. No doubt her father probably knew all about the tunnels and things hidden back there, but that didn’t mean he needed to know she was in the process of reviving them.
“Oh, don’t be gross.” The Doubletake says. Setting the crate down, Flora fits herself beneath one of her father’s arms and wraps her arms around him. “It’s just to make them poisonous. Nothing crazy.” Only in this family would using someone’s blood to add a bit of murder to a weapon be seen as the preferrable use. “It just makes sense, you know? If I’m already throwing the feathers, they might as well do more damage. I don’t want to be carrying a bunch of stuff around.”
“Oh, don’t be gross.” The Doubletake says. Setting the crate down, Flora fits herself beneath one of her father’s arms and wraps her arms around him. “It’s just to make them poisonous. Nothing crazy.” Only in this family would using someone’s blood to add a bit of murder to a weapon be seen as the preferrable use. “It just makes sense, you know? If I’m already throwing the feathers, they might as well do more damage. I don’t want to be carrying a bunch of stuff around.”
Flexing like a goddamn acrobat
Me and karma vibe like that
Me and karma vibe like that
