06-29-2018, 06:37 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
she noticed papa's bitterness as he briefly brought up their father. archie? he must not have been a good person or something, if her papa sounded like that. he didn't seem very happy to talk about it. that wasn't good, she didn't want him to be upset. though, she was a bit more interested as to what did happen after all. of course, she wouldn't ask. that might make him upset. she would need to keep asking him nice questions to help him feel better, she decided.
as he bumped his nose against her, a genuinely blissful expression washed over herself. her tiredness instantly seemed to melt away for a few moments, focusing only on the warmth from her papa. it felt so safe. she didn't want it to ever go away. she waited quietly for him to answer her question, noting each and every word he said. she already knew he liked maps, but origami was news to her. maybe she could figure out how to do that and make things for him. maybe he would like that. she needed to remember all he said, nodding slightly with a thoughtful gaze.
but, she was instantly a bit overwhelmed, herself, at cronas' questions but thought they were all pretty good ones, although a little funny. except for the feelings ones. wouldn't they know that already? she guessed not, but it's good they asked then. maybe they'd understand from experience, too. she looked to her papa, wondering if he would want help answering them, since she did know the answers to a few, but it seemed he was prepared to reply. and his replies were all pretty decent. the last answer made her feel almost sad, leaving her wondering if he wanted to be the captain at all now.
"well, do you like being leader now?" she decided to ask, figuring it wouldn't be too personal of a question. she wouldn't understand why he'd force himself into the position - maybe there was nobody else, but she was happy to have him as captain. and she wasn't just saying that because he's her papa - she thought he was a good leader. but, that wasn't what she originally planned on asking, and she still really did want to ask it, so she opened her mouth to speak once more. "also, uhh, what's some of your favorite memories?" the girl asked, a bit excitedly. she wanted to hear what he had to say, truly wondering what they'd be.
as he bumped his nose against her, a genuinely blissful expression washed over herself. her tiredness instantly seemed to melt away for a few moments, focusing only on the warmth from her papa. it felt so safe. she didn't want it to ever go away. she waited quietly for him to answer her question, noting each and every word he said. she already knew he liked maps, but origami was news to her. maybe she could figure out how to do that and make things for him. maybe he would like that. she needed to remember all he said, nodding slightly with a thoughtful gaze.
but, she was instantly a bit overwhelmed, herself, at cronas' questions but thought they were all pretty good ones, although a little funny. except for the feelings ones. wouldn't they know that already? she guessed not, but it's good they asked then. maybe they'd understand from experience, too. she looked to her papa, wondering if he would want help answering them, since she did know the answers to a few, but it seemed he was prepared to reply. and his replies were all pretty decent. the last answer made her feel almost sad, leaving her wondering if he wanted to be the captain at all now.
"well, do you like being leader now?" she decided to ask, figuring it wouldn't be too personal of a question. she wouldn't understand why he'd force himself into the position - maybe there was nobody else, but she was happy to have him as captain. and she wasn't just saying that because he's her papa - she thought he was a good leader. but, that wasn't what she originally planned on asking, and she still really did want to ask it, so she opened her mouth to speak once more. "also, uhh, what's some of your favorite memories?" the girl asked, a bit excitedly. she wanted to hear what he had to say, truly wondering what they'd be.
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.