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[showmeyourwreath]

[Flora is very clearly outside somewhere, and the smile she greets the network with is sunny.]

Hello everyone, I am Lady Flora, one of your Marchionesses of the White Citadel! But just "Flora" is fine.

We're in the midst of a lot of training right now, and I'd very much appreciate your input on some exercises, specifically features for obstacle courses or training constructs. Anything from easy to borderline-if-not-actually-lethal is fine! Rings of fire, pits of barbs, vine traps, swarms of durable killer bees...I won't say the sky's the limit, but there are a lot of things we can do, here!

[Her voice is still rather calm, not rushed at all, but it's just a little higher with excitement. At any rate, she looks entirely too happy to be talking about death traps. But then she would be]

If you fly too, that will not be a problem. As for constructs, I can grow or make all sorts of enemies to practise fighting against. I'll modify or mix it up, of course, otherwise everyone would know what to expect from them. I am also personally available for sparring or training. If you have any questions about anything at all, please do not hesitate to ask them!

[Something explodes rather loudly off-screen, and blue, shimmering smoke blows behind her. Her chin tilts as her eyes track something up, up, up...up.

Up.

She adjusts her glasses and looks back to her compass with a bright and sunny smile.]

That will be all! Thank you very much.

[Her eyes once again flicker upward before the feed cuts out.

(ooc edit: Hark, a long ass post.)]

Comments

wiggles

[chromosomes]

Right, but- how? Like what are the differences?

[ Because they're killer bees, Flora. ]

They won't hurt the native population of bees or- whatever else they might hurt?

[ is he going to have to go mercy kill starving native bees ]

twerks

[showmeyourwreath]

[Is she skipping that first question? She's skipping that first question.]

Oh no, not to worry, I have this entirely under control, John! They're actually really intelligent and docile naturally, and they won't die either. I'm not about to let innocent bees get hurt for an obstacle course.

[People, though. Eh. Walk it off.]

They won't hurt anything; I can commune with animals sometimes and I'm growing a lot of their favourite flowers as a reward for their service.

oh my

[chromosomes]

Oh. Well. That's good.

[ Beat. ]

Can you grow me some catnip?

[showmeyourwreath]

[That sure is catnip appearing in her hands.]

Yes, absolutely. I'm guessing you'll need a lot, though, huh.

[His babies are rather big, after all. If it's for them.]

[chromosomes]

Yeah. And not just for my two and their cubs.

[ And there are cubs, god help everyone. ]

I know a few strays who would enjoy it.

[showmeyourwreath]

[Wait. Hold the compass.]

They have cubs? You have cubs? When? How many? Oh, congratulations!

[chromosomes]

Six, and- several months ago, now.

[ He grins. ]

Want to meet them?

[showmeyourwreath]

Yes, please! Absolutely.

[The world is ending and Flora is gonna go see a bunch of homicidal kittens.

Life is grand.]

[chromosomes]

It might be better if you come to them, when you've got a chance.

[ Let's not bring a whole litter of them to the Citadel or anything. ]

[showmeyourwreath]

Oh, absolutely! I wouldn't have thought otherwise. I can visit whenever you like. It won't take me long to get all that catnip together, too. It's not necessary, but do you have any green spaces for growing, John?

[chromosomes]

Like fields? Because no, but I could do like- a small greenhouse or something. Or a lot of catnip in pots.

[showmeyourwreath]

[ She giggles lightly. ] I wouldn't expect you to have entire fields, John. Besides, if you did, there's no way I wouldn't know about it.

[ all up in dat green bitness yo :3c ]

A greenhouse would be perfect. Oh, I can make you pots! All sorts!

[chromosomes]

I'd have to stay in one place long enough for a greenhouse too, I guess, but I might know a few people who'd be willing to let me add one on to their place. And in the meantime- potted catnip that travels with the Hand.

[ Mercenaries & catnip dealers. ]

You make them?