04-06-2019, 11:01 AM
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
[align=center]Making them (everyone) believe she's just outright forgotten the Pitt, aside from two individuals for two very specific reasons, is a strategic method. If her crewmates would ask, she would brush it to the side, assuring them not to worry. While Goldenluxury believed communication was very important and considered herself an honest individual, there was simply some things she needed to prioritize as captain. For now, deceiving every individual around her would be part of those priorities. Plans were taking place, always, inside of her head. That is all she really could think about these days - plans. She was not so laid back and involved in each of her crewmates' lives as she had always tried so hard to be in the past these days. It was a sacrifice that had to be made, and what it did to her personally is not something she could consider. If anything, it just brought her introverted nature to light when it'd been silent so long. Nonetheless, she did find herself longing to do something other than the regular chores she would accomplish every day and night. Her crewmates may be detached from her for a reason these days, but she still had that constant desire to make sure everything was alright, and give away to them.
To understand these feelings, one would have to realize that Goldenluxury Roux in itself is an oxymoron, on many levels. A generous pirate indeed.
Making some food certainly wouldn't hurt her plans - maybe a little question and answer, too, for fun. So, the pirate captain laid out a few blankets along barracuda bay, setting a coconut cake and sliders along a small surface for others to enjoy. The female sat down, neatly eating a piece of coconut cake herself. To be honest, she had been craving it a little the past few days. Lynn sat beside her, the harpy eagle chewing on what appears to have formerly been a macaw. Goldie, now settled, calls out in a relaxed manner, "C'mere for a lil' food! N' if ya wanna take part in a lil' question an' answer, feel free."
To understand these feelings, one would have to realize that Goldenluxury Roux in itself is an oxymoron, on many levels. A generous pirate indeed.
Making some food certainly wouldn't hurt her plans - maybe a little question and answer, too, for fun. So, the pirate captain laid out a few blankets along barracuda bay, setting a coconut cake and sliders along a small surface for others to enjoy. The female sat down, neatly eating a piece of coconut cake herself. To be honest, she had been craving it a little the past few days. Lynn sat beside her, the harpy eagle chewing on what appears to have formerly been a macaw. Goldie, now settled, calls out in a relaxed manner, "C'mere for a lil' food! N' if ya wanna take part in a lil' question an' answer, feel free."
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.
