i could be the reason you can't sleep at night
"What, like Clymedia?" Flora wonders of the lasting impression the ancient has in mind. For whatever brief spark she'd felt in response to Danta's roguish charm, she did find his constant hedonism a bit juvinille. Wasn't there some sort of saying about things coming easily not being worth it? Well, it wasn't like she could ask; she'd bet she could guess what his answer would be about things coming easily, after all.
Only noticing the scorpion because of its contrasting colour to the sunbleached stone, the Doubletake stops in her tracks as she watches it. Unsure if it was the sort of thing that would just go scuttling away at the first sign of movement, she slowly raised her arm to take aim. With the feather glinting prettily in the afternoon light, it flew from Flora's hand with easy precision, stabbing the scorpion before ping!ing off the rock and into the sand with the creature's legs still flailing wildly.
"Rubies, mmm? See that my mom would appreciate more." She hums, before nodding her head toward the scorpion. "Still hungry?" Flora asks brightly.
Only noticing the scorpion because of its contrasting colour to the sunbleached stone, the Doubletake stops in her tracks as she watches it. Unsure if it was the sort of thing that would just go scuttling away at the first sign of movement, she slowly raised her arm to take aim. With the feather glinting prettily in the afternoon light, it flew from Flora's hand with easy precision, stabbing the scorpion before ping!ing off the rock and into the sand with the creature's legs still flailing wildly.
"Rubies, mmm? See that my mom would appreciate more." She hums, before nodding her head toward the scorpion. "Still hungry?" Flora asks brightly.
