07-22-2018, 09:24 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
goldie's attention shifted as she noticed lucifer's presence, then her half-sister, aita. she flashed a smile to both of them, though her head turned completely as she heard mister jacob approach next. ah, he was worrying about her. oh no. she opened her mouth to say that she was feeling okay enough to go on a walk, but then she noticed the male's reaction to the man on the border. he completely switched languages, which caused her to believe he knew this stranger.
she closed her mouth and instead would look quizzically towards the two of them. her ears perked upward at his next set of words, now directed to everyone. his father? her expression lit up and she took an excited step towards them. "oh! oh! it's very nice to meet ya! welcome! hi! m' name's goldenluxury roux, but most folks call me goldie! it's real swell to meet ya!" she said, her sick voice now a mixture of warmth and eagerness. she was excited to meet mister jacob's family - especially since they were going to be family officially soon. "an-and, i felt okay to take a short walk, mister jacob! i don' like bein' cooped up in the sub all day."
she closed her mouth and instead would look quizzically towards the two of them. her ears perked upward at his next set of words, now directed to everyone. his father? her expression lit up and she took an excited step towards them. "oh! oh! it's very nice to meet ya! welcome! hi! m' name's goldenluxury roux, but most folks call me goldie! it's real swell to meet ya!" she said, her sick voice now a mixture of warmth and eagerness. she was excited to meet mister jacob's family - especially since they were going to be family officially soon. "an-and, i felt okay to take a short walk, mister jacob! i don' like bein' cooped up in the sub all day."
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.