07-22-2018, 10:25 AM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
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the girl did not know a whole lot about her papa's or mister jacob's past, but that didn't really bother her either. she wasn't going to pry into things that weren't her business. she just focused on right now, and right now? they both seemed pretty happy. they had each other. she was so happy they did. they deserved each other, she felt. she was happy that they're happy.
plus, she got to see mister jacob even more now! even while she's trapped in the submarine due to her illness, she got to see him pretty often. spending time with mister jacob is fun and she's glad her papa likes him so much. the two were easily the most influential adults in her life and she loved them both. they both made her very happy and feel even more inspired to work hard. that inspiration was sort of why she continued to attempt to do so, even with the state she was in.
the girl's injuries were no doubt getting better just from the week of rest that her body so desperately needed. they still looked pretty nasty, but at least they were scarring over as they should now and not reopening. her body was certainly less tired, too. she was improving a lot, even if she still had a while to go. her body still shivered from the flu and she still felt achy. she coughed and sneezed and felt dizzy. but, these symptoms were surely going away and she wanted to get back to work. it killed her to be stuck in bed.
but, she didn't want to make her family anymore upset. she still felt guilty about all the worry she caused. that's why she was easing into it. goldie took at least one short walk in the day. that wouldn't be too much. the young girl wore a scarf to help when she felt too cold as she exited the sub. she knew how many joiners there had been recently, so she figured it wouldn't hurt to visit the gate.
she spotted a stranger standing quietly there and she quickly stumbled over, sniffling. she gave a small smile, green eyes curious. "hiya," she greeted, voice slightly strained. "what brings ya to the typhoon?"
the girl did not know a whole lot about her papa's or mister jacob's past, but that didn't really bother her either. she wasn't going to pry into things that weren't her business. she just focused on right now, and right now? they both seemed pretty happy. they had each other. she was so happy they did. they deserved each other, she felt. she was happy that they're happy.
plus, she got to see mister jacob even more now! even while she's trapped in the submarine due to her illness, she got to see him pretty often. spending time with mister jacob is fun and she's glad her papa likes him so much. the two were easily the most influential adults in her life and she loved them both. they both made her very happy and feel even more inspired to work hard. that inspiration was sort of why she continued to attempt to do so, even with the state she was in.
the girl's injuries were no doubt getting better just from the week of rest that her body so desperately needed. they still looked pretty nasty, but at least they were scarring over as they should now and not reopening. her body was certainly less tired, too. she was improving a lot, even if she still had a while to go. her body still shivered from the flu and she still felt achy. she coughed and sneezed and felt dizzy. but, these symptoms were surely going away and she wanted to get back to work. it killed her to be stuck in bed.
but, she didn't want to make her family anymore upset. she still felt guilty about all the worry she caused. that's why she was easing into it. goldie took at least one short walk in the day. that wouldn't be too much. the young girl wore a scarf to help when she felt too cold as she exited the sub. she knew how many joiners there had been recently, so she figured it wouldn't hurt to visit the gate.
she spotted a stranger standing quietly there and she quickly stumbled over, sniffling. she gave a small smile, green eyes curious. "hiya," she greeted, voice slightly strained. "what brings ya to the typhoon?"
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.