07-19-2018, 08:49 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl was inspecting one of the rocks, she collected for a split second before noticing someone's approaching presence. she turned her head, ears perked as she deciphered who it was. she quickly recognized paper and nodded in hello, giving a small smile. she hadn't gotten to talk to the male as much as she would have preferred, considering how long she's known him by now, so she prepared herself for what appears to be an opportunity to talk to him.
she twitched her ear at his question, glancing to her basket. "oh, just some things i find around the island," she answered simply at first, wondering if she should reveal her true intentions for those things. she enjoyed treasure, though she didn't often seek it out for herself. she figured it wouldn't hurt to give context - paper didn't seem like one to blab about other people's business. "i'm trying to prepare a bunch of presents for everybody to surprise them. i wanna make a lot so no one's left out. i think that'd be nice," she explained with a slightly excited look on her features, her voice kind.
she twitched her ear at his question, glancing to her basket. "oh, just some things i find around the island," she answered simply at first, wondering if she should reveal her true intentions for those things. she enjoyed treasure, though she didn't often seek it out for herself. she figured it wouldn't hurt to give context - paper didn't seem like one to blab about other people's business. "i'm trying to prepare a bunch of presents for everybody to surprise them. i wanna make a lot so no one's left out. i think that'd be nice," she explained with a slightly excited look on her features, her voice kind.
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.