LIVE FAST AND DIE YOUNG / o, collapse

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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags

the girl looked down as lucifer offered to help, not responding. she did not want to trouble anyone. she'd already done that too much. she wanted others to stop having to worry over her so much. she was doing such a terrible job of hiding it. she didn't have time to think about herself. she didn't have time to care for herself. whenever she did, she just felt disappointed. so disappointed.

her eyes flickered to snare, blinking at his words before vandal appeared and replied for her. that look on vandal's face filled the girl with guilt. all she wanted was for them all to be happy and safe. she was working for that most of all. she had briefly achieved it not long ago, but she needed it to last longer. she needed to find more ways for it to happen.

she needed to constantly give out presents and create reason for celebration so they all could feel glad, because she would make sure nothing bad would happen. she needed to make it perfect - she needed to be perfect. if only they understood that.

since she had gotten sick, she had made more of an attempt to rest - her papa said she needed to step back. she did for a little bit, and she tried really hard to, but it was difficult. she hated it. she missed so much when she did. her dizziness begins to subside a little more as vandal touches her cheek and she sighed silently for a moment. as vandal spoke, she looked away, remaining quiet. vandal was the only one who did seem to understand, at least a little.

"i'm trying." she would say quietly, meant only for vandal to hear. "it's hard." it really was. she used to love the idea of naps and spending time by herself and do it regularly to feel good, but now the thought was terrifying. how dare she take time for herself? she was already given so much - she needed to give back. any wasted time took away from that.

the young girl watched as her sibling approached, gaze warm though sad. she blinked quietly, letting them place their paw upon her one. she was worrying them too much. she felt so bad. "i'm sorry."

[coldblue]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px;"]It's no secret that Coldblue is deeply affected by his sister's afflictions. Not to say that they have a bond on the supernatural level, but Goldenluxury is among the few who have ever really cared for him. The only one who gives a damn. Openly, at least. She has the biggest heart and the sweetest, most beautiful soul so worrying about her health is the least he can do in return for being loved by someone so precious. And when he sees a big group congregating beneath a coconut tree, the young male cannot deny the notion that it has something to do with his favored sibling.

Blue does his best not to lose his mind like he did the last time as he shoulders through the bodies, pausing only to gently brush past Vandal and Aita in a silent, albeit affectionate, greeting. He loves all of his family members whether he will admit to it or not and goes out of his way to acknowledge them even though Goldie takes up most of his attention. The handsome bengal takes a seat beside Aunt Rosemary, pressing up against her side. Rose is second only to Goldie in his eyes. She is like his mother in some ways, but infinitely better. "Goldie, at some point you have to realize that you can't continue on like this," the boy says softly as he bumps his nose against her cheek affectionately. "You are not a commodity. You do not need to work yourself to death for fear of people needing you. Because at the end of the day, you cannot take care of others if you cannot take care of yourself." In order to burn something, there has to be enough flame to start a fire, right?

A wry smile crosses his lips even as concern shines in those glacial blue eyes. "Now I'm not saying for you to be as lazy as me, but doing stuff in moderation is good." Coldblue is not going to ask his sister to take care of herself for the sake of others. Everything she does is for the sake of other people! That girl needs to be a little more selfish. Not a lot. Just a little. Enough to not feel like it's the end of the world if she can't be everywhere at once.

[ROSEMARY]

ROSEMARY ROUX

Not much time at all passes before more members gather to see her tired niece, and she appreciates that they seem as concerned as she is. She glances at Lucifer in slight surprise at his offer, though; she never quite expected men to sign up for caregiver roles, but she wouldn't complain if the guardian wanted to protect Goldie. Turning her attention back to the bashful kitten, her heart jerking as the usually cheerful girl turns sullen. Rosemary fights off the urge to back off; their reprimands weren't harsh at all, and a smidgen of harsh truth is kind in moderation. "Everyone needs sleep, Goldie," she murmurs softly, but the ocelot can't think of anything more to add after everything the others spoke.

She turns to her satchel, rummaging her paws around its contents, as Coldblue steps in beside her. Smiling softly as she hears his words to Goldie, Rosemary wonders - for the first time in her life - whether she missed anything by not having any brothers or uncles or male cousins. The thought vanishes as she pulls out a two small tins of dried poppy; more than enough for a month's worth of tea each, despite their small size. Sliding one to Goldie and the other to Coldblue, she speaks, "You put a teaspoon of this in a small cup of boiling water, then you let it seep for five minutes. Once that's done, remove the leaves and let the water cool before drinking it." She's made tea for Goldie before, and she is almost certain the two of them might've seen her make tea a few times. Still, some basic instructions can't hurt anyone.

© MADI