Song of the Sea // Goldie - Printable Version

Solveig had garnered somewhat of an interesting relationship with Goldie. They knew eachother, certainly, and Solveig respected her as Pincher's daughter- and as a newley assigned Soothsayer, she had to say that her injuries concerned her to the high heavens, especially the fact that she hardly seemed to rest whenever she saw her, but were they really friends? There was respect and knowledge of one another, and while Solveig was protective of the girl, for hardly any more reason that Solv could summarize other than she felt obligated and worried- or at least she would let herself believe that it was only obligation- was it anything more than that? It wasn't like Solveig was anything to Pincher anymore, and it wasn't like the kid was her own, but she still felt the need to look after her.

Maybe it was for Goldies sake.

Maybe it was just for her own.

Sat outside of her hut, her seashell chimes lightly tinkling in the soft breeze that ran through the tropics, Solveig sat tying off the ends of another seashell necklace. It was simple, because it was meant for Goldie. It was meant to be something special and pretty, but she didn't want something so elaborate that it was cumbersome to wear, nor nothing so fragile that it would break in her day to day activities. Instead, she had settled on one large shell in the middle, with beads of seaglass on either side. It was on a simple woven cord. But the seaglass would catch in the light and make it shine, and the seashell in itself as a centerpeice would ensure that Golden had a piece of the Typhoon with her- always. Shells were special. They were protection, and purity; strength and steadfastness, all of the things Solveig so wished upon Goldie.

With the necklace done, she carefully set it into a small box she had found and filled with a bit of long grass to keep it protected. Settling the lid on top, she carefully wrapped a length of ribbon and twine around it before tying it into a neat bow. Now, all that was left to do was to find the girl. "Miss Goldie?" she would call, stretching out her telepathy as far as she dare. "May I speak to you?"

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the girl was currently organizing some of her things. specifically, the things that she had collected over the past couple days. what items could be used for who and what items she personally would like to keep. she made piles for each crewmate she'd be giving presents to, which she would try her hardest to include everybody...even caesar. she didn't like that guy. but, maybe they would get along better if she gave him a present. besides, it wouldn't be very fair of her to leave him out just because she didn't like him. it'd seem immature, anyway. the young girl didn't want to seem immature.

she was working on a small stack for miss roxanne when she heard the call from solveig. she quickly would set her things to the side and perk her ears upward, getting up to find the female. goldie liked solveig a whole lot! even though they hadn't known each other very long, she thought the female was very nice. she liked nice people. the girl struggled towards the female, eyes curious. she wondered what she wanted to speak about? she let out a small cough as she got closer.

"hiya," she greeted with a smile, nodding her head as she wobbled into a stance. "i'd love to talk! what would ya like to talk about?" she said next, her tail twitching back and forth.

Goldie was a sweet girl, that much could be said for young Pincher's daughter, though she was all the more glad that she didn't have to look too long before Goldie met her half way, leaving them face to face. With a small smile on her maw, and the box still carefully held, she momentarily eyed Goldie's little wobble with no more than a passing glance before she held out the box to the young girl, "I have something for you, dear," the answer came as she nodded towards the carefully-wrapped thing. "And I wanted to give it to you, sooner rather than later."

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the girl was quite surprised to hear that solveig had something for her. how come? she hadn't done anything special - she wasn't even present for the female's joining. but, she was kind of excited to hear that anyway. she loved gifts! it was very nice of her to bring something to her, whatever it was for whatever reason. she flashed a small, grateful grin before looking to the wrapped present.

she delicately grabbed at it and opened it, carefully pulling the twine and bow off so not to break them. she knew the female probably put lots of work into wrapping it, too, so she didn't want to mess it up. she would look at it for a moment once it was opened, scanning it. oh, it was so pretty. she picked it up and gave another grin to the female, her tail waving back and forth.

"oh, this is very nice! thank you very much." she said in a genuinely sweet and grateful tone, nodding enthusiastically. she'd need to wear it soon - hopefully miss roxanne wouldn't mind her switching out necklaces. she still wondered what compelled the female to do it, though. "i'll have to give you somethin' really nice, too! can i ask, what'd i do to deserve such a nice present?"