#florenceresponse

[goxinsanearchived]

{ @dcvilsgift x }

“I’m serious- fireball.” She’s not surprised one bit that he doubts her- many do. Pale hand swats away the other, hand going right through his own. “D-Don’t you try. I can only work when I want it to. To be honest, I miss being human.” it’s not like it matters but she admits it anyways. The woman takes a mere step back- she already finds a interest in him despite his doubts. 

[goxinsanearchived]

{ @ofunderworld }

“You’ve come to visit me? Why?”

Florence didn’t recognize the other, it had been too many years too late for herself to seem sane. This side of her wasn’t the familiar Florence anyone knew from years ago- she’d changed. The redhead turns her head to see the blue haired ‘freak’ sitting at the end of her bed. Never has she met someone who looked like that– at least from what she remembers now.

“Who are you?”

[tearxinmyheart]

{ @dcvilsgift }

“Who are you, hmm?” Florence glared towards the other with dark hues that illuminated under the dark light. He wasn’t familiar, but he did give her the slightest of chills despite being dead. Maybe it had been his tattoo’s or just something else that didn’t set a good tone with the redhead. Arms crossed to her chest, Flo tilted her head to the side. It made her curious sure, but more frightened than anything.

[tearxinmyheart]

{ @necromantiia }

“Oh honey, I don’t get what you’re so afraid of-- I’m harmless.” Lips curled up as Florence took a step forward. “Trust me.” Typical words from anyone with a history of evil but she did not whatsoever. Flo had been innocent from day one but she wondered why she had been summoned, was it necessary? She didn't want to talk about her past, nor her death, or why it even happened- she was happy in passed over world. "Did you need me?"