07-16-2018, 06:27 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
his response to her first question would relieve her slightly, but also cause her to chuckle. she didn't really think that was very true. she tried to help keep things busy, but she certainly didn't carry the crew. she just tried to help. but, she would sigh contently still. she would quickly go to drink the water he set in front of her, her drinks neat and careful. it felt nice on her dry throat.
his next response would cause her to look away for a moment. she knew that they loved her. she knew that's why they worried. and she didn't feel like she deserved it. she got so much love, but she didn't do hardly enough in return. instead she just made them worry and as a result feel bad due to the worry. no one should feel bad because of her. she should make others feel good. nothing else. it wasn't fair for her to make others feel bad. but, she wouldn't say anything for now, happily allowing him to bring them closer.
at his next set of words, she felt her body freeze for a moment. they weren't bad, in fact, they made her feel very good. but, she didn't feel she deserved such a title. greatest treasure? she was only his daughter. she tried to be good, but there was no way she was doing that well. she blinked a few times, unsure how to respond. her tired, dizzy mind probably couldn't process all of this properly. he loves her with all his heart. he called her his greatest treasure. her papa's affection was what she wanted more than anything else, and now she was receiving it. a lot of it. she didn't know how to respond to it, but she felt happy. and tired. really tired.
noticing his reaction to her question and explanation, she felt a bit of guilt enter her. perhaps she shouldn't have asked after all. it could bring back bad memories. she didn't know much at all about her papa's life before she was born, but she was sure he had done a lot. she didn't want him to have to think about anything that made him feel bad. she didn't want him to feel bad. but, then, he did respond. she would listen silently, gulping at his words. she felt really guilty now. he shouldn't feel like that. she felt bad he did. but, she was still sort of glad she asked. she did want to talk about it a little.
then, he said those last words, and she felt a choking feeling grab at her. she avoided crying nowadays, ever since caesar had called her weak for it. but, she was here with her papa and no one else. no one else would need to know. he said she deserved rest. he said he's proud of her. she sniffled, tears forming in her eyes. a tiny weeping sound came from her as she tried to come up with a response to...all of that. she turned her head, her face now against his body. what could she say?
"i-i...when i was sinking all i could think about was y-you guys. i...i didn't know what you all would think. i would have gone out for a short swim and then...just...never came back. i wanted to know if you all w-were still okay. i wanted to at least say goodbye...but, i couldn't move. it felt like i was falling asleep, but it was r-really lonely an-and painful. i-i wasn't scared, though. i knew it would all be okay in the end, with or withou-out m-me. i felt really happy to have had my life. ev-everyone is so good..." she tried to explain. it was hard to really remember everything, though. at that point, things were growing foggy before they melted into nothing altogether. she hoped it made sense. she sniffed again, swallowing hard.
the way she was acting, one would think she was sad. but, really, she was overwhelmed with several emotions, one of which including intense happiness. she was truthfully so happy to be alive. she was so happy to be with her family and friends. she was so happy her papa had said the things he did about her. it meant the world and more to her. she really didn't know how to describe it. there was no way to. it made her feel like all her hard work was going towards something, though. and it only inspired her to work harder, even if he did say that she deserved to relax.
"papa, i..." she actually wasn't sure where she was going with this, but she just tried to say something. anything. she needed to say something about all of that. "i...i'm s-so happy. i really am. i dunno what i did to deserve everything i have, but i just...appreciate you all so much. y-you're a good papa, even if you don't think so. you're very busy, but you try your best regardless. i-i just want to give it all back to you and h-help make things as easy for everyone as i can. i-if i could just do that...everything c-could be so good." her breaths seemed to slow down after all of this, and her voice grew quieter the more she spoke. it felt...kind of nice to explain this. it was relaxing. someone could know why she worked so hard. that's why she couldn't relax. she wanted to make everything so good for everyone - they already did that much for her. her weeps and tears slowed and she quietly sat against her papa, seeming to have relaxed a bit more.
his next response would cause her to look away for a moment. she knew that they loved her. she knew that's why they worried. and she didn't feel like she deserved it. she got so much love, but she didn't do hardly enough in return. instead she just made them worry and as a result feel bad due to the worry. no one should feel bad because of her. she should make others feel good. nothing else. it wasn't fair for her to make others feel bad. but, she wouldn't say anything for now, happily allowing him to bring them closer.
at his next set of words, she felt her body freeze for a moment. they weren't bad, in fact, they made her feel very good. but, she didn't feel she deserved such a title. greatest treasure? she was only his daughter. she tried to be good, but there was no way she was doing that well. she blinked a few times, unsure how to respond. her tired, dizzy mind probably couldn't process all of this properly. he loves her with all his heart. he called her his greatest treasure. her papa's affection was what she wanted more than anything else, and now she was receiving it. a lot of it. she didn't know how to respond to it, but she felt happy. and tired. really tired.
noticing his reaction to her question and explanation, she felt a bit of guilt enter her. perhaps she shouldn't have asked after all. it could bring back bad memories. she didn't know much at all about her papa's life before she was born, but she was sure he had done a lot. she didn't want him to have to think about anything that made him feel bad. she didn't want him to feel bad. but, then, he did respond. she would listen silently, gulping at his words. she felt really guilty now. he shouldn't feel like that. she felt bad he did. but, she was still sort of glad she asked. she did want to talk about it a little.
then, he said those last words, and she felt a choking feeling grab at her. she avoided crying nowadays, ever since caesar had called her weak for it. but, she was here with her papa and no one else. no one else would need to know. he said she deserved rest. he said he's proud of her. she sniffled, tears forming in her eyes. a tiny weeping sound came from her as she tried to come up with a response to...all of that. she turned her head, her face now against his body. what could she say?
"i-i...when i was sinking all i could think about was y-you guys. i...i didn't know what you all would think. i would have gone out for a short swim and then...just...never came back. i wanted to know if you all w-were still okay. i wanted to at least say goodbye...but, i couldn't move. it felt like i was falling asleep, but it was r-really lonely an-and painful. i-i wasn't scared, though. i knew it would all be okay in the end, with or withou-out m-me. i felt really happy to have had my life. ev-everyone is so good..." she tried to explain. it was hard to really remember everything, though. at that point, things were growing foggy before they melted into nothing altogether. she hoped it made sense. she sniffed again, swallowing hard.
the way she was acting, one would think she was sad. but, really, she was overwhelmed with several emotions, one of which including intense happiness. she was truthfully so happy to be alive. she was so happy to be with her family and friends. she was so happy her papa had said the things he did about her. it meant the world and more to her. she really didn't know how to describe it. there was no way to. it made her feel like all her hard work was going towards something, though. and it only inspired her to work harder, even if he did say that she deserved to relax.
"papa, i..." she actually wasn't sure where she was going with this, but she just tried to say something. anything. she needed to say something about all of that. "i...i'm s-so happy. i really am. i dunno what i did to deserve everything i have, but i just...appreciate you all so much. y-you're a good papa, even if you don't think so. you're very busy, but you try your best regardless. i-i just want to give it all back to you and h-help make things as easy for everyone as i can. i-if i could just do that...everything c-could be so good." her breaths seemed to slow down after all of this, and her voice grew quieter the more she spoke. it felt...kind of nice to explain this. it was relaxing. someone could know why she worked so hard. that's why she couldn't relax. she wanted to make everything so good for everyone - they already did that much for her. her weeps and tears slowed and she quietly sat against her papa, seeming to have relaxed a bit more.
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.