07-06-2018, 07:57 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl had been trying to stay away from the ocean now. due to both the facts that she could not move very well currently and that there was just a tsunami, so she did not exactly trust the waters right now. however, she did catch herself going a bit closer to shores again after miss roxanne's wings were discovered. she wanted to find the female. that was one of the biggest things in her head right now. find her aunt. she knew she couldn't physically do much right now, but she was trying. she was trying really hard. she needed to know that the female is okay.
this is what lead her to spot caesar at the waves now. she had thought the male disliked the water, so she was honestly a little surprised. she didn't really like caesar at all, so she didn't care much about this fact, but she figured she should try to get along with him. not because she felt he deserved it, but because her papa trusted him enough to make him an officer. surely he must have some potential if her papa trusted him enough for that. besides, she didn't like to butt heads with someone so often, and he did kind of help her injuries from what she'd heard.
so, she would force herself to struggle towards him, still keeping a safe distance from the waves. "i thought you didn't like the water," she said simply at first, sort of as a question and sort of as a statement. she sighed quietly before sitting down. her balance was a bit wobbly. her injuries had thrown off her balance and all of her movement lately certainly wasn't helping, not that she'd stop.
this is what lead her to spot caesar at the waves now. she had thought the male disliked the water, so she was honestly a little surprised. she didn't really like caesar at all, so she didn't care much about this fact, but she figured she should try to get along with him. not because she felt he deserved it, but because her papa trusted him enough to make him an officer. surely he must have some potential if her papa trusted him enough for that. besides, she didn't like to butt heads with someone so often, and he did kind of help her injuries from what she'd heard.
so, she would force herself to struggle towards him, still keeping a safe distance from the waves. "i thought you didn't like the water," she said simply at first, sort of as a question and sort of as a statement. she sighed quietly before sitting down. her balance was a bit wobbly. her injuries had thrown off her balance and all of her movement lately certainly wasn't helping, not that she'd stop.
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.