06-28-2018, 09:01 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl had personally been here all her life. she was born here and she couldn't imagine a home anywhere else. territories other than the island were foreign to her, and although she had a small desire to explore them, she anchored herself to her crewmates and her family. they were the most important things in her life. she couldn't leave them. her curiosities and desires to see a bigger world were repressed in place for her loyalty to her crew. she still couldn't help but wonder what it was like beyond the shores.
she caught herself looking out upon the shore often, although partially out of comfort. the blue waters brought her great comfort, even if she didn't look as often due to the bright lights hurting her head these past few days. but, she had just taken some of her medicine and was feeling a bit better for now. her tired eyes fell upon the waves as she walked along the beach carefully, already used to looking out for the creatures that roamed it. her steps were slow and quiet as she looked around, spotting connor and deciding to approach.
the male intrigued her. he had an odd light on the side of his face that seemed to flicker now and then. she wondered what it was for. the injured girl gave a small smile to the male, her expression clearly exhausted, but still kind. "hiya, connor. watcha' up to?" she greeted casually, figuring it'd be good to start up a conversation with him. she liked to befriend her crewmates as much as she could, and connor certainly seemed to be polite enough to befriend so far. she looked over to the direction he did, spotting the seagulls. "do you like birds? i think they're pretty neat. i wonder what it's like to fly."
she caught herself looking out upon the shore often, although partially out of comfort. the blue waters brought her great comfort, even if she didn't look as often due to the bright lights hurting her head these past few days. but, she had just taken some of her medicine and was feeling a bit better for now. her tired eyes fell upon the waves as she walked along the beach carefully, already used to looking out for the creatures that roamed it. her steps were slow and quiet as she looked around, spotting connor and deciding to approach.
the male intrigued her. he had an odd light on the side of his face that seemed to flicker now and then. she wondered what it was for. the injured girl gave a small smile to the male, her expression clearly exhausted, but still kind. "hiya, connor. watcha' up to?" she greeted casually, figuring it'd be good to start up a conversation with him. she liked to befriend her crewmates as much as she could, and connor certainly seemed to be polite enough to befriend so far. she looked over to the direction he did, spotting the seagulls. "do you like birds? i think they're pretty neat. i wonder what it's like to fly."
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.