07-15-2018, 11:26 AM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
[member=1345]SOLVEIG[/member]
getting here was a challenge for the injured girl. she'd fallen over a lot, and her body hurt a lot from moving such a long distance, but she certainly wouldn't stop. she offered to be an envoy to visit snwbound and that's just what she'd do. she liked the bunch of snowbound quite a lot, so she was happy to see them. her burns and other injuries probably should have healed over more at this point, but her lack of care to herself basically made it worse. she felt bad solveig had to be slowed down by her, though.
but, they made it now. she had brought a little basket of herbs, shells, and little treasures that she'd found around the island and didn't plan on using herself. she sat down softly at the border, her tail twitching back and forth and she let out a small sigh. "some pirates come to visit!" she called with her "pirate-voice" in a teasing fashion. "the typhoon! my name's goldenluxury roux, but everybody calls me goldie. how are y'all?" her expression and voice was filled with content, though she actually looked quite ghastly physically. she was covered in injuries that weren't really healing, her legs shook with every movement, and her eyes were exhausted.
getting here was a challenge for the injured girl. she'd fallen over a lot, and her body hurt a lot from moving such a long distance, but she certainly wouldn't stop. she offered to be an envoy to visit snwbound and that's just what she'd do. she liked the bunch of snowbound quite a lot, so she was happy to see them. her burns and other injuries probably should have healed over more at this point, but her lack of care to herself basically made it worse. she felt bad solveig had to be slowed down by her, though.
but, they made it now. she had brought a little basket of herbs, shells, and little treasures that she'd found around the island and didn't plan on using herself. she sat down softly at the border, her tail twitching back and forth and she let out a small sigh. "some pirates come to visit!" she called with her "pirate-voice" in a teasing fashion. "the typhoon! my name's goldenluxury roux, but everybody calls me goldie. how are y'all?" her expression and voice was filled with content, though she actually looked quite ghastly physically. she was covered in injuries that weren't really healing, her legs shook with every movement, and her eyes were exhausted.
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.