06-23-2018, 10:55 AM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl glanced to both vanessa and caesar as they approached, giving a small nod to vanessa, but mostly ignoring caesar. his presence annoyed her, really, but she wouldn't start any trouble with him unprovoked. he simply asked for a name and that was a fair question, so she wasn't as outwardly hateful towards him as her brother was. goldie turned her attention back towards the stranger, eyeing her features with curiosity for a moment. she wondered what would cause the female to look like that. and she didn't mean that in a disrespectful way, she thought it was quite cool.
her wonders cut off when the female began to speak though, and instead her ears perked upward and head tilted. her dad leads this place? she narrowed her eyes for a second - not in a suspicious manner, but one of thoughtful confusion. all she knew was that papa lead the typhoon when she was born, and that's how it was until a few days ago. but then she pointed out his earring, belonging to her brother. she moved backward for a moment, lowering her head in an almost defensive manner.
her next set of words would intrigue her further, and her head lifted again at the sound of her papa's name. she was already aware that papa had many family members that she did not know. in fact, she didn't know much about papa outside of her life with him. the sound of this ocelot being his sister was not impossible to the girl and she immediately held a trusting gaze towards her as she came to terms with this. family.
her last comment would cause her to turn around, but she didn't see anything, so she brushed it off and turned her attention back to the female. she remained quiet as the others introduced themselves to rosemary, listening silently. she wondered how the female would react to news of papa. she wondered if they were close. "you knew papa?" she now questioned as soon as her brother finished speaking, her eyes glowed with interest. she seemed almost desperate for the female to spill all of her knowledge on her papa. "y-yea, we're um- i'm goldenluxury, and he's coldblue. or, goldie and blue." she figured it would be a good idea to give rosemary their full first names, to avoid confusion.
her wonders cut off when the female began to speak though, and instead her ears perked upward and head tilted. her dad leads this place? she narrowed her eyes for a second - not in a suspicious manner, but one of thoughtful confusion. all she knew was that papa lead the typhoon when she was born, and that's how it was until a few days ago. but then she pointed out his earring, belonging to her brother. she moved backward for a moment, lowering her head in an almost defensive manner.
her next set of words would intrigue her further, and her head lifted again at the sound of her papa's name. she was already aware that papa had many family members that she did not know. in fact, she didn't know much about papa outside of her life with him. the sound of this ocelot being his sister was not impossible to the girl and she immediately held a trusting gaze towards her as she came to terms with this. family.
her last comment would cause her to turn around, but she didn't see anything, so she brushed it off and turned her attention back to the female. she remained quiet as the others introduced themselves to rosemary, listening silently. she wondered how the female would react to news of papa. she wondered if they were close. "you knew papa?" she now questioned as soon as her brother finished speaking, her eyes glowed with interest. she seemed almost desperate for the female to spill all of her knowledge on her papa. "y-yea, we're um- i'm goldenluxury, and he's coldblue. or, goldie and blue." she figured it would be a good idea to give rosemary their full first names, to avoid confusion.
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.