flora
"You know...I've never actually gone to talk to Ludo." Flora admits, puckering out her lower lip and aiming to look a little embarrassed by it. She wasn't, not really. Not with everything that particular herald had put her family through (not that any of the others were better, really). "Do you like Ludo?" Melita's arrows and bow were certainly not the sort of thing one could just pick up off the street, after all.
"Well, there you go. Imagine we do booby trap the shrine, it would be our word against his if nothing else." Quite when a bit of bullshit gossip had turned into a plan to ruin a man's life by using a demigod to crush him, Flora had no idea. But it was late, she was lonely and bored, and Melita was ostensibly family if things continued on as they looked like they would.
"Unfortunately my dad has decided to be all nice lately, or I'd say we could just get him to do it."
"Well, there you go. Imagine we do booby trap the shrine, it would be our word against his if nothing else." Quite when a bit of bullshit gossip had turned into a plan to ruin a man's life by using a demigod to crush him, Flora had no idea. But it was late, she was lonely and bored, and Melita was ostensibly family if things continued on as they looked like they would.
"Unfortunately my dad has decided to be all nice lately, or I'd say we could just get him to do it."
We need love, But all we want is danger
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
