07-11-2018, 10:32 AM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the injured girl couldn't help but stifle a tiny giggle at the male's confusion. did he mean to be somewhere else? she just assumed he arrived on his own terms. maybe he'd gotten lost and was surprised to realize his surroundings. well, whatever, she'd help him! she quietly let him process it, her ears perking slightly at his sudden request to join.
maybe he actually did mean to be here, then. maybe he was surprised he'd actually made it here or something. well, either way, she was always happy to have more friends. "oh, then welcome! happy to have more crewmates." she replied quickly, nodding with a kind expression. she almost fell over by this movement, though, her balance off. oops. "my name's goldenluxury roux, but everybody just calls me goldie. what's your name?"
maybe he actually did mean to be here, then. maybe he was surprised he'd actually made it here or something. well, either way, she was always happy to have more friends. "oh, then welcome! happy to have more crewmates." she replied quickly, nodding with a kind expression. she almost fell over by this movement, though, her balance off. oops. "my name's goldenluxury roux, but everybody just calls me goldie. what's your name?"
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.