08-08-2018, 05:53 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
//retro injuries
it was too obvious when looking to the girl just how exhausted she was. it grew worse by the day, as much as she tried to hide it. she had too much to do, too much to worry about, too much panic when she awoke to sleep. perhaps her reasoning was more selfish than not. she knew she worried her family, after all, which is why she tried to hide it. but, it was too scary. waking up was too scary.
it was not often she did give herself a chance to relax. so, upon finding her sibling creating this she found herself telling herself that this was not a waste of time. she got to spend time with crewmates and her family. this was not a waste at all. though, part of her simply just wanted to slow down, despite her convincing herself so often that she should not ever slow down. she does not deserve it. she hasn't achieved her goals, yet. spending time with crewmates was directly related to some of the goals, though, so this would be fine.
the young feline approached quietly, lynn upon her hind as usual. she scanned the set up, picking up a tiny gift bag, having lynn hold it for her, along with gently grabbing some hot chocolate. she really did enjoy it - she didn't have it often. she then moved towards aita with a loving gaze. "this is nice," she agreed with beatrice, nodding with a warm smile.
it was too obvious when looking to the girl just how exhausted she was. it grew worse by the day, as much as she tried to hide it. she had too much to do, too much to worry about, too much panic when she awoke to sleep. perhaps her reasoning was more selfish than not. she knew she worried her family, after all, which is why she tried to hide it. but, it was too scary. waking up was too scary.
it was not often she did give herself a chance to relax. so, upon finding her sibling creating this she found herself telling herself that this was not a waste of time. she got to spend time with crewmates and her family. this was not a waste at all. though, part of her simply just wanted to slow down, despite her convincing herself so often that she should not ever slow down. she does not deserve it. she hasn't achieved her goals, yet. spending time with crewmates was directly related to some of the goals, though, so this would be fine.
the young feline approached quietly, lynn upon her hind as usual. she scanned the set up, picking up a tiny gift bag, having lynn hold it for her, along with gently grabbing some hot chocolate. she really did enjoy it - she didn't have it often. she then moved towards aita with a loving gaze. "this is nice," she agreed with beatrice, nodding with a warm smile.
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.