08-10-2018, 06:26 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
she quietly looked to the submarine, knowing it was probably foolish of her to have gone out all this way. it was a bit too late for that thought, though. her body was screaming at her for forcing herself to move so far and so much already. but, she couldn't help herself. when she moved out, she hadn't had time to think, she just knew she needed to move, to find something to ground her.
the girl's gaze quickly turned as paper's familiar voice arose, blinking at his words. she didn't say anything, glancing back towards caesar and shifting slightly. his offer would cause her to look down for a moment. she'd hate to ask for more help - she'd already been given so much through all of this. she waited a moment before replying, thinking over her words. odd of her to do, for such a small thing. "i...w-won't worry 'bout it f-ff-for now. i wa-wanna sit 'ere for a l-lil' b-bit."
temulin's voice entered her ears next with a snap and then an offer. she looked to the female, twitching her ear. "a-ah, thank y-you, but i've alr-already got ss-some. just b-been havin' nightm-mares," goldie would explain softly, her voice sort of fading as she got towards the end. hopefully they wouldn't read too much into those last few words. she didn't want to cause any more trouble.
her tired eyes shifted back to caesar as he replied, rolling her eyes and huffing. "does it l-look like i-i'm cryin', caesar? i'm n-not." sure, it did look like she was about to cry, but the fact still stood that she wasn't doing it, and she certainly wasn't about to.
the girl's gaze quickly turned as paper's familiar voice arose, blinking at his words. she didn't say anything, glancing back towards caesar and shifting slightly. his offer would cause her to look down for a moment. she'd hate to ask for more help - she'd already been given so much through all of this. she waited a moment before replying, thinking over her words. odd of her to do, for such a small thing. "i...w-won't worry 'bout it f-ff-for now. i wa-wanna sit 'ere for a l-lil' b-bit."
temulin's voice entered her ears next with a snap and then an offer. she looked to the female, twitching her ear. "a-ah, thank y-you, but i've alr-already got ss-some. just b-been havin' nightm-mares," goldie would explain softly, her voice sort of fading as she got towards the end. hopefully they wouldn't read too much into those last few words. she didn't want to cause any more trouble.
her tired eyes shifted back to caesar as he replied, rolling her eyes and huffing. "does it l-look like i-i'm cryin', caesar? i'm n-not." sure, it did look like she was about to cry, but the fact still stood that she wasn't doing it, and she certainly wasn't about to.
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.