06-29-2018, 08:24 AM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
goldie glanced over to caesar as he heard him approaching, jumping back slightly at his awful landing, almost falling over herself. whoops. she held a sort of smirk though kept herself from laughing. served him right. her ears twitched as roxanne continued to explain that the guy was yelling at something inanimate, but only turned her gaze from caesar when she felt her papa press up against her, to which she would return the smile. it really did feel nice to have him around again.
the girl turned back to brad as he began to explain himself, holding back laughter at his confusion. she hadn't picked up on it before, but now that he was really talking and she could smell his breath, she figured out that he was drunk. she was pretty used to being around drunk adults, seeing as nearly every adult crewmate did it all the time. she didn't really care that much, it just got annoying to deal with sometimes. so long as they weren't drinking too much and had a buddy, she supposed it was fine. being drunk and alone didn't tend to be the best mix. however, she decided to play along.
"well it's a good thing you chased him off then," she responded to his heroic explanation. she perked her ears at his next set of words, having assumed most people around here had heard about the groups. she supposed some were just out of the loop, though. "nice to meet ya, brad williams. i'm goldenluxury roux, but everybody just calls me goldie." the girl introduced next, deciding it was only fair as he delivered his own name. "the typhoon's a group of pirates, yarrgh!"
the girl turned back to brad as he began to explain himself, holding back laughter at his confusion. she hadn't picked up on it before, but now that he was really talking and she could smell his breath, she figured out that he was drunk. she was pretty used to being around drunk adults, seeing as nearly every adult crewmate did it all the time. she didn't really care that much, it just got annoying to deal with sometimes. so long as they weren't drinking too much and had a buddy, she supposed it was fine. being drunk and alone didn't tend to be the best mix. however, she decided to play along.
"well it's a good thing you chased him off then," she responded to his heroic explanation. she perked her ears at his next set of words, having assumed most people around here had heard about the groups. she supposed some were just out of the loop, though. "nice to meet ya, brad williams. i'm goldenluxury roux, but everybody just calls me goldie." the girl introduced next, deciding it was only fair as he delivered his own name. "the typhoon's a group of pirates, yarrgh!"
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.