The Golden Apple
Clive opened the door. He was staying in one of his many homes around London so he wouldn’t be bothered by anyone. He was surprised to see Flora at his door, but he wasn’t complaining.
“Ah, Flora, my princess, what are you doing here? I though you had some training drills over at the academy for the rookies.” He scanned Flora, she wasn’t wearing her usual uniform, but what Clive hadn’t realised that this wasn’t his Flora, but a Flora from another England, where he wasn’t King.
“I see you’re wearing that beautiful dress that you wore when we first met. It still looks absolutely stunning on you.”
[She was taken aback, trying to make sense of what she was seeing and hearing.] W-wait, princess? Training drills? What on earth are you talking about? Actually, what are you doing here? Nothing makes any sense.
[The man in front of her was definitely Clive, but something about him was different; he was more smug, almost to the point of conceited, especially compared to Klaus. She considered the possibility that she had somehow travelled to an alternate timeline, but thought that getting more information would be her best move right now, especially since she had already blurted out so much.]
[Where was she this time? From the looks of things, Flora was still in England, but she didn’t recognise the exact place. It was still much better than the other places she had the misfortune to run into, but she was starting to get tired of finding herself lost again.
After some more walking around and finding the streets oddly empty, she decided to ring the doorbell of the nearest house. Something was wrong, and she hoped nothing happened to her this time.]
“Hello? Is anyone there?”
Thank you! And that’s good to hear.
Don’t you remember? The wedding? With Clive? Then Harmony and Luke showed up. How could you forget something as important as that?
Melody! I haven’t seen you since the wedding! I’m sorry about disappearing for so long, but I got sick with the flu, but don’t worry, I’m much better now. How have you been?
Oh, hello! Well, I unfortunately became rather sick; it seems I get ill more easily than most people. Luckily, I’m doing a lot better now, so I can finally visit all of my friends!
((Sorry guys, but I’ve got three midterms and a ton of quizzes this week, so I’ll try to limit my time spent RPing and the like. I’ll definitely be back on Friday, though!))
(( sexual sunday, make-out monday, topless tuesday, wet wednesday, topping thursday, fucking friday, sexy saterday…………. )(( SOPHIA JFC. ))
“A very elegant and nice lady. I still can’t figure out why she seems so familiar…”
((Both a good RPer and such a nice friend!))
Hi, everyone! I'm Flora Reinhold, the Professor's adopted daughter. Nice to meet you! 