PLANTING SEEDS IN A GARDEN / private

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

//SORRY THIS SUCKS IT'S RUSHED [member=1777]Freya S.[/member]

the girl carried her basket with her today. well, lynn technically had the basket - she kept it around the bird's neck so she could easily get to it and wouldn't feel as tired from carrying it around. he sat on her back almost all the time, so she felt it was only fair he carried some weight, and he didn't seem to mind much. she was planning to go into the jungle today.

the medic positions of the crew could always use more herbs, she thought. which was, honestly partially her fault, with how often she got hurt. she was getting better though, so it was okay. and she wanted to help them, seeing as both her aunt rosemary and mister dad were a part of the team. so, the girl quietly stepped into the jungle, scanning her surroundings carefully and quietly. she honestly felt pretty nervous whenever she was in the jungle, but she had lynn with her so it was better.

[Freya]

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PAIN IN THE ASS

FREYA SANTOS

THE TYPHOON

BLACK MONGOOSE

© lexasperated

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//IT DOESN'T SUCK AT ALL, YOU HUSH

Freya often found herself traveling deeper within the jungle, past the homes of the Necro Mambas, even her own, and farther in where the sun was hardly able to break through the thick leaves of the clusters of trees. The serenity and silence made it a perfect area to practice her spells, it was also home to multitudes of the crystals and stones she required. As she approached her usual spot, she slipped her bag from around her and carefully removed her grimoire. Though it was many, many years old, the book still looked good as new, as if just pulled from the shelf, as was her need to keep her items well taken care of.

The sound of smaller footsteps reached her keen ears and they perked immediately in the direction, a brief whiff of the rustling wind alerting her that it was the young bengal she had been growing fond of, Goldenluxury. When the girl entered her sight with Lynn on her back, she offered a soft greeting and gentle smile. It seemed the youngster had a specific objective, given that Lynn had a basket around his neck.

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

the girl eyed freya as she seemed to have accidentally walked in on her doing something, looking towards the book she had. she smiled back to the female, immediately growing distracted from her original goal. "hiya," she offered in a friendly voice, tired eyes curious. her crewmates were so diverse and had such different lives, she was always interested in learning more about each one. in her opinion, it was important to familiarize yourself with the people you lived with. it was more beneficial, anyway.

"what're you doing?" she decided to ask in a curious tone. she didn't ask it in a demanding way, but almost as a suggestion. freya ultimately didn't need to answer, after all. she didn't want to make anybody uncomfortable.