08-14-2018, 01:04 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
she was trying her hardest. she really was. she knew what decius had planned and she intended to stop it, but she also knew she had to be very careful about how she did. she could not tell anyone. and, at the same time, she couldn't get in his way. not unless she was with deldrach or someone else. perhaps they could take him on together.
so, naturally, she was already on her way over. she needed to check on deldrach regularly. she needed to make sure decius hadn't gone through. she needed to make sure it wasn't too late. she took lynn with her, having him carry a small bit of herbs. if she showed up late, she would be ready. she needed to be ready for every outcome. being stuck in the submarine most days gave her plenty of time to prepare.
the injured girl pushed her way through the jungle, moving sort of fast. she felt very nervous, and that much was clear in her gaze already. she didn't know what she would find each time this happened. she didn't know if decius would get angry at her for doing this. she didn't even know if he would find out she was doing this. but, she needed to try. she didn't know what else to do besides that.
she is late.
that much is clear to her when she scents the blood. goldie struggled towards the scent, her breaths quickening. she already expected the worst, but that wouldn't stop her from feeling how she did when she spotted deldrach. "d-deldr-drach!" she called in alarm, appearing ready to breakdown at any moment. but, she couldn't. she needed to remain as calm as she possibly could.
"i'm ss-sorry...h-he - d-did hh-he-" she began to whisper so only she could hear, but cut herself off quickly. it was too dangerous to even ask if it was decius. it was too dangerous to let her know. decius hadn't killed her, but it doesn't appear he was trying to. not yet, at least.
she let in a singular gasp, closing her eyes as she turned for a moment and called, "w-we need medics!" after this, the girl grabbed some bandages out of the pouch she'd placed around lynn's neck, the harpy eagle letting out small, concerned screes. she shakily and gently attempted to push them against deldrach's wounds. stop and clean the blood. that was most important at this stage. she could do that, even if her body screamed out in pain and panic against her.
so, naturally, she was already on her way over. she needed to check on deldrach regularly. she needed to make sure decius hadn't gone through. she needed to make sure it wasn't too late. she took lynn with her, having him carry a small bit of herbs. if she showed up late, she would be ready. she needed to be ready for every outcome. being stuck in the submarine most days gave her plenty of time to prepare.
the injured girl pushed her way through the jungle, moving sort of fast. she felt very nervous, and that much was clear in her gaze already. she didn't know what she would find each time this happened. she didn't know if decius would get angry at her for doing this. she didn't even know if he would find out she was doing this. but, she needed to try. she didn't know what else to do besides that.
she is late.
that much is clear to her when she scents the blood. goldie struggled towards the scent, her breaths quickening. she already expected the worst, but that wouldn't stop her from feeling how she did when she spotted deldrach. "d-deldr-drach!" she called in alarm, appearing ready to breakdown at any moment. but, she couldn't. she needed to remain as calm as she possibly could.
"i'm ss-sorry...h-he - d-did hh-he-" she began to whisper so only she could hear, but cut herself off quickly. it was too dangerous to even ask if it was decius. it was too dangerous to let her know. decius hadn't killed her, but it doesn't appear he was trying to. not yet, at least.
she let in a singular gasp, closing her eyes as she turned for a moment and called, "w-we need medics!" after this, the girl grabbed some bandages out of the pouch she'd placed around lynn's neck, the harpy eagle letting out small, concerned screes. she shakily and gently attempted to push them against deldrach's wounds. stop and clean the blood. that was most important at this stage. she could do that, even if her body screamed out in pain and panic against her.
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.