#* flora;

“Will you let me take a look at that?” It’s not every day that Flora works in the emergency ward. It was too chaotic for her soul, moving at such a fast pace she doesn’t get the chance to form the bonds she likes with her patients. However, today she was working the day shift in the busy ward, an ipad in her hands as she moves from bed to bed, triaging the patients. With the tablet in one hand, she reaches out to grab a chair from off to the side to sit down on. “My name is Flora by the way, I’ll be your nurse for today. If you need anything - a warm blanket, water - just holler. Now, how would you rate your pain?” 

“Rabbits are cute.” She says gently, watching as flowers bloom from the long streams of green. “You however, are not.” The redhead just grins to herself, pleased as she sips from her martini glass. Coming here hadn’t been a bad idea after all, even if she was forced to deal with them. “I don’t bother with tiny insolent beings.” 

Flora smiled softly, her green eyes twinkling in the light. “Don’t worry,” She bends at the knee, setting down the special tea on the coffee table beside them. “I won’t let anything bad happen to you, nor will you have to go to the hospital. This is a secret recipe, you see? It’s only to be used when you are unwell or as restless as you are. It’s all natural and has no bad chemicals in it.” Her words are soft, trying not to raise any alarm because she doesn’t know the other well enough to know the boundaries. They were neighbours, and when Flora saw the girl standing in the hall looking lost she had to help. Tentatively she reaches out, placing her hand on top of the others. Her magic is soothing as it flows from beneath her skin to sink into Jiwon. “I’m a nurse, yeah? You’re in good hands.” 

Beside him, Flora nods until she realises what the other had said. Scandalised, she holds a hand to her chest. “Do they want lemonade? I will make lemonade! Just give me five minutes - Oh, I hope they aren’t too thirsty!” 

“Oh, I love all flowers they are so beautiful.” Flora grins, swaying her body back and forth. “If I had to name a few I like water lilies, sakura trees are gorgeous, azaleas too. Oh! Magnolias! Or there is this one flower; it’s very rare these days. It’s called a middlemist red. It’s absolutely breathtaking, it’s a shame that it’s nearly extinct.” 

“Silence of the Lambs. I enjoyed it.” She’s not one who frequently peruse the more... terrifying of films, but every so often she does indulge in the darker creations of the mind. Although she may not completely understand it, she admires arts of all kinds. Finding beauty in the little things. “It was very well done, it had me on the edge of my seat the entire time. Humans... their minds, it’s brilliant.” 

She’s been standing outside the door for several minutes, ringing her hands and moving to walk away. The music is loud though, able to feel it through the walls and the vibrations of the floor just standing outside the thin barrier of wood. Hesitantly, she knocks her knuckles against the door. “Excuse me?” She calls out, unsure if her neighbour could even hear her. “You have lovely taste in music - and any other time I wouldn’t mind but it’s 2am--” She feels rude, making her lips twist in a small pout. Perhaps she would make them some muffins later in apology, for now she waits for some acknowledgement. “Hello?”