#& flora

[howlinglucas]

Time: Night 2 Location: Exploded The Eye HQ Characters: @floratitus & @howlinglucas Notes: cigarette break from all the yelling and running around

Even if he didn't see her, he knew it was her. He heard it, smelled it, even if all around there were hoots, laughter, yelling and the sound of things breaking. Even if the air was overwhelming with the scent of sweat, blood, fire and ash. Dozens of newly turned wolves flocked over to the Lupo's calls, most of them Lucas' own doing. This was just a wonderful night.

Even if just a few minutes ago he was pretty that sure he, and everyone he knew, was dead. That explosion had been very dramatic. He couldn't smoke a cigarette with lycan claws and jaw so he turned back to lean against a destroyed lab desk, looking out at the gathering crowd. "We did it," he said, grinning as he took out a cigarette. His hands and his face were both soaked with blood but that was hardly an issue on a normal day, let alone on a day of battle. "City's all but our's now." Lucas put the cigarette into his mouth and offered one over to Flora.

[howlinglucas]

Time: Making this June 3rd, early evening Location: Flora’s place Characters: @floratitus​ & @howlinglucas​​

The Gods had given them all great luck recently, at least that’s how Lucas felt about it. He figured the fact that the pack was all alive and kicking a lot of luck considering all that had occurred after Mercuralia. While Flora no longer needed to stand in for Alek since the man was all nicely recovered, there was no need to hop in and ask if she needed anything anymore. (As he had certainly abused her open door policy a lot more than he did with their alpha.)

But it didn’t mean Lucas didn’t still hop in from time to time. “Full moon tonight,” he said in lieu of greeting, walking into Flora’s living room with a snack in his hand. “I forgot if you ate a changeling heart or not - will you be partaking or enjoying the night in?”

[howlinglucas]

Time: Post plot drop stuff  Location: Faerie King’s Forest, New Rome, All Fours Characters: @floratitus & @howlinglucas​

He was over a century old, but he was no Alpha material. Instead of being honed into a perfect weapon of jaw and claws, he had become somewhat of a messy, unpredictable storm that relied far too much on strength rather than wit. His time as a volatile was over, but some of the recklessness and arguable madness had unequivocally remained. Flora, ever the smaller and more unassuming lycan, had been meant as an easy defeat back at Lupercalia. He’d been overconfident. But even starting out the match overconfident, Lucas had been forced to put his all into it by the end. By then it was too late, and the smaller lycan had been much more strategic and much more clever. 

Lucas thought of this often now. He wasn’t easily impressed. And while he was too old to be a sore loser, he was most definitely intrigued to a point that Flora was likely very annoyed by him by now. They were new packmates though, so she was not getting rid of him any time soon. Lucas took every opportunity to tease and bother her, trying to see if he could get a rise out of the lycan and make her fight him again. Just to taste that thrill again. So when he saw her at All Fours that night, he sat right across from her and feigned a great sigh of exhaustion. “Got your territory back and more, huh? Glad for all of us but I really didn’t think having more than a dirt pile would be this much work. I actually have to interior design.” He took out his smokes. “Smoke?”

[thesweetestspot]

can we get an update on who you think are currently the hottest and/or most entertaining people in town?

gdi you guys kill me with this shit . im sooooo lazy but i know you all value my opinion sooooooo greatly . i'm just giving names - you figure out what i put them there . like where's waldo but with hot and mysterious . . . entertaining people .

angelica pickles , flora parra , sarah sanderson , tambry decenzo , pacifica northwest , tiffany mutton , nani pelekai .

nick wilde , diablo corvus , luis salgado , harry glad , bill cipher .

sorry boys — girls are just more interesting . you're all boring . DO BETTER . BOOOOOOOOOOOO tomato tomato !!

[howlinglucas]

Time: When things have cooled down Location: Lupercal Characters: @floratitus & @howlinglucas Notes: <3

Lucas' personality had sobered up, at least for the time being. The new world was great and he was happy they weren't all dead but the grief of losing his mother taking a toll on him, unused as the century old lycan had become to grieving. The memories of the rest of the apocalypse had faded away; they would have been spotty in the state he’d been in regardless. He likely needed more time to brush away the somber feeling in his heart so Lucas had taken to concentrating on the pride that he felt for the lycans and their new home, and his pride especially for Flora.

"You alright?" He murmured, looking over as Flora concentrated on jotting down the last of what must have been lycan concerns. There was a lot on both Flora and Adamo's shoulders. "That was the last of the people that wanted to see you. Just checked outside."

[seeingvivianne]

Time: Noon, Solstice Day  Location: Flora’s place  Characters: @floratitus​ & @seeingvivianne​

It had been too long since she visited with Flora, and her heart had been full of ache for herself lately but it felt even worse when she thought of what the Tiber pack had gone through. What Flora had gone through. The potential awkwardness of their history could be set aside if not immediately abandoned, because there was no greater time in the history of the Dahlia coven and the Tiber pack in which they should foster more good will and compassion for one another. Or lycans and witches in general. More importantly, Vivianne couldn’t get Flora out of her head. She had lost only a few Dahlia coven members, but the lycan had lost so, so, many.

She had texted prior to coming, to be respectful. And then a day later and at an agreed upon time, Vivianne knocked on her door and waited. When it opened, she smiled lightly, a little sadness coating it. “Hey,” she greeted softly. Then she held up a takeout bag. “Brought your favorite.”