07-31-2018, 09:59 PM
ROSEMARY ROUX
Rosemary never put much thought into keeping pets, but - as it seemed to grow in fashion - an increasing number of her fellow pirates claimed at least one cute bugger to their name. Rosemary, herself, was no exception to this; she got one of Kal's hatchlings, though she often left the piebald crocodile to bask in her treehouse during the day. She learned, through owning such a pet, that her academic knowledge didn't fully transfer to making her fit as a caregiver. While she knew what Eri needed, she didn't quite know how to deal with his emotional outbursts or her own desire to connect with him.
So, hearing Cleo's announcement for a class on snakes, Rosemary became interested; more knowledge can't possibly hurt anyone, and she needed to know more about reptiles, anyway. Flicking her forked tail, she wandered over and sat in front of her niece, though at a distance that put her out of striking range for any defensive snakes.
Her orange-amber eyes look at the various species, recognizing a boa constrictor or two, though she couldn't begin to guess all of their species or how they hunted. She had never bothered to learn too much about reptile species until she needed to, like when she got the tegu egg gift for Roxanne or decided to take a saltwater croc as a pet. Eventually, after she got a good look, her eyes drifted back to Cleo as she wordlessly waited for the bengal to start the lesson.
© MADI
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?