May 5, 2017
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“Beat it, brat, the adults are trying to work here.”
In all honesty, she wasn’t on the job for once. But she had no plans to babysit this kid, that was for goddamn sure.
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@bladedflora
“Beat it, brat, the adults are trying to work here.”
In all honesty, she wasn’t on the job for once. But she had no plans to babysit this kid, that was for goddamn sure.
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“Flora? Is that you?”
Six chimes from the other room once the conversation between her friend and Oona had ended. Finally, someone else was around... she’d been by herself for hours after the whole dark magic purge thing.
bladedflora replied to your post
“Dang, None, how come Towa lets you have a whole cornucopia?!”
“’Cause I’m not a traitor~”
bladedflora replied to your post : “You actually need people to teach you how to...
“Well, duh! There’s dozens– if not hundreds of unique styles of swordfighting styles!”
“So make your own. Here are the basics-- don’t hold it by the pointy end, and you want to stab them with the pointy end.”
@bladedflora cont. from here
“Well, I ain’t trainin’ with my pa or uncle today, so I’m pretty available too. What’re you feelin’ up to doin’ today?”
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The sound of footsteps alighting behind her didn’t even cause Fauna a moment’s pause, or have her looking back over her shoulder. Said woman was currently kneeling down with jeans pressed in dirt as her fingers dug through damp soil. There was a reason she was named after animals, not plants, but it was far more convenient to grow their own vegetables than to buy them with how far out they lived.
“Hello Flora.” Only two people in her family could fly and those footsteps were not her husbands. “How was school?”
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“Miss-”
It was a short, aborted fragment of a thought, but Willow felt like her tongue had turned to lead inside her mouth. The hurt in the air was thick, a near-suffocating miasma, and she had a fairly decent idea who this emotion belonged to. She didn’t even have to touch the other to read that.
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A sharp pinch to the bridge of his nose is followed by a heavy exhale. This child was going to be a headache for him, there was no avoiding that. It just figured though, since she was the daughter of Android Seventeen.
“... What you’re doing. You need to stop.” A sigh, and his hand dropped down so that he could cross his arms over his chest.
“You’re being reckless running around looking for people to train you, and you’re going to get yourself or others hurt.” And I can only imagine the issues you’re going to wind up causing with the timelines. “This is going to stop today.”