07-31-2018, 10:37 AM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl didn't like to be away from her papa for too long. most any chance she got to hang out with him in or out of the submarine, she took. she wanted to make sure he was okay at all times. but, today, she left the submarine before she could get the chance to spend time with him and potentially calm his nerves - she hadn't known he was so nervous.
she left the submarine with lynn so she could pick up a few things. she wanted to make something nice for her papa and mister dad's wedding. she was very excited! she had never been to a wedding before, and she didn't even exactly know what happened in them. she just knew it meant that the people getting married would be happy and so would everyone else and that'd be great! plus, she got to be the flower girl, which meant she could throw flowers around or something like that.
once she finished gathering some supplies for her own use, the girl would begin to make her way back, leaving her basket around lynn's neck. she didn't feel like carrying it right now and the harpy eagle was fine with it, so why not? she was going to put them together in the submarine to make something nice, but her attention drifted over to the shore as she spotted a small crowd and her papa seemingly...frozen?
a worried expression crossed over her features and the girl quickly stumbled over, tired eyes concerned. she sniffled, looking over the situation. "papa," she'd say in a soothing voice, aiming to gently reach out for him through the ice. "what's goin' on? are you cold? i can get you a blanket. it's okay, papa, i'm here." she offered in a reassuring voice, glancing to the submarine.
she left the submarine with lynn so she could pick up a few things. she wanted to make something nice for her papa and mister dad's wedding. she was very excited! she had never been to a wedding before, and she didn't even exactly know what happened in them. she just knew it meant that the people getting married would be happy and so would everyone else and that'd be great! plus, she got to be the flower girl, which meant she could throw flowers around or something like that.
once she finished gathering some supplies for her own use, the girl would begin to make her way back, leaving her basket around lynn's neck. she didn't feel like carrying it right now and the harpy eagle was fine with it, so why not? she was going to put them together in the submarine to make something nice, but her attention drifted over to the shore as she spotted a small crowd and her papa seemingly...frozen?
a worried expression crossed over her features and the girl quickly stumbled over, tired eyes concerned. she sniffled, looking over the situation. "papa," she'd say in a soothing voice, aiming to gently reach out for him through the ice. "what's goin' on? are you cold? i can get you a blanket. it's okay, papa, i'm here." she offered in a reassuring voice, glancing to the submarine.
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.