Language of Flowers: Urban Fantasy

"Say it with flowers" was a lovely slogan, but did they have to be so damn thorough? Kyla stared at the bouquet of nightshade, lily of the valley, and calla lilies. "You will die" came through quite clearly, and since nightshade was not carried by a standard florist, that meant it came from the Otherside, which in turn meant that there were any number of nasty and permanent ways they could live up to the promise of the flowers. The yellow roses she hadn't quite figured out. "We will be good friends, and then you will die?" "You will die, but I'm a necromancer so that will only be the beginning of our relationship, but don't worry, I'm not attracted to you that way?" Kyla drew in a deep breath and huffed it out through her nose. Step 1: Secure the perimeter as much as possible. Step 2: Talk to the damn florist, while loaded for bear.


Inspiration: A flower icon in the livejournal shop.
Story Potential: Medium.
Notes: Maybe it's a job interview at the florist? Or maybe it is what it seems to be. Either way, not enough there to bump it up to high for me. Standard urban fantasy makings.