06-21-2018, 08:59 AM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
whatever caesar's reaction would have been to her actions, she didn't care. she gave no further thought about the male, in fact. when argus arrived and scolded him further, she paid little to no attention. she said what she had wanted to say. she wasn't going to try to fight right now. her papa had just died. she didn't want to fight. she made no response to argus and instead let the world sort of blur around her, besides her papa.
she seemed to barely notice roxanne's comfort at first, only reacting when the female touched her nose to her shoulder. she allowed herself to lean in slightly until she pulled away. all she could think now was about how she wanted him to breathe, how easy it would have been to prevent this, how bad it hurt, and what she was going to do. she'd never felt anything close to this before. she didn't know what she was going to do. she relied on her papa on other adults so much that it was terrifying to think she'd be losing the most important one. family meant so much to her.
the girl gently rubbed her head against papa again, the feather earring once again tickling her. she felt compelled to grab it. so, after a moment of hesitation, she would gently lift her head and hold the earring delicately. she wanted to take it before the took papa away. it was a small part of him that she could keep. and so, she would carefully grab it and hold it to herself, staring at it for a moment quietly. it would be okay for her to take it, right? it wouldn't be disrespectful, would it? papa wouldn't mind? she hoped not. she didn't think so, but a small part of her worried he would. she would take it anyway, though, and would only drop her attention off of it when she sensed her brother's presence.
the girl felt him press up against her and then put his head below her, and she would let him. she aimed to gently wrap one of front legs around him, her tears falling a little slower now. he didn't finish any of his sentences, but she knew what all he was trying to say. "wh-when i w-woke up, i-i s-saw the bl-blood in the subm-marine, a-and then..." she tried to explain, her voice trailing off. her voice was quiet, as she was mainly speaking to coldblue now. she knew this wasn't her fault, but she also knew how easy it could have been to avoid, and that bothered her so much. "i could h-h-have helped h-him if i'd j-just w-woken up. it w-would have b-been s-so easy. th-this sh-shouldn't h-have happened."
she seemed to barely notice roxanne's comfort at first, only reacting when the female touched her nose to her shoulder. she allowed herself to lean in slightly until she pulled away. all she could think now was about how she wanted him to breathe, how easy it would have been to prevent this, how bad it hurt, and what she was going to do. she'd never felt anything close to this before. she didn't know what she was going to do. she relied on her papa on other adults so much that it was terrifying to think she'd be losing the most important one. family meant so much to her.
the girl gently rubbed her head against papa again, the feather earring once again tickling her. she felt compelled to grab it. so, after a moment of hesitation, she would gently lift her head and hold the earring delicately. she wanted to take it before the took papa away. it was a small part of him that she could keep. and so, she would carefully grab it and hold it to herself, staring at it for a moment quietly. it would be okay for her to take it, right? it wouldn't be disrespectful, would it? papa wouldn't mind? she hoped not. she didn't think so, but a small part of her worried he would. she would take it anyway, though, and would only drop her attention off of it when she sensed her brother's presence.
the girl felt him press up against her and then put his head below her, and she would let him. she aimed to gently wrap one of front legs around him, her tears falling a little slower now. he didn't finish any of his sentences, but she knew what all he was trying to say. "wh-when i w-woke up, i-i s-saw the bl-blood in the subm-marine, a-and then..." she tried to explain, her voice trailing off. her voice was quiet, as she was mainly speaking to coldblue now. she knew this wasn't her fault, but she also knew how easy it could have been to avoid, and that bothered her so much. "i could h-h-have helped h-him if i'd j-just w-woken up. it w-would have b-been s-so easy. th-this sh-shouldn't h-have happened."
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.