04-28-2019, 02:46 PM
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
[align=center]Ignoring the female's words - perhaps they hadn't even entered the tiger at all, she tries to muster out what she has needed to for so very long. "I wanted - I tried t' warn you," Goldie's voice is soft, all of her emotions flowing out between her words. The thought that she would have to choose between lives had terrified her young mind, causing thoughts to swirl and making her wonder if it was worth it to think, to breathe at all. Countless check-ups, on everyone, every single morning and night, a constant panic attack choking her, static, hallucinations, thoughts drowning her. She never told anyone - not until both Decius and Deldrach were long gone, and no one ended up dying in the end. Others got hurt, oh yes, but there was never any deaths caused by the male. But she still couldn't help but feel guilty over it all, and that had never really gone away. She couldn't apologize, she couldn't even know if things had really turned out okay for everyone else - not until Deldrach showed her face again. This is why the tiger cannot contain herself now. "I'm sorry." She apologizes one more, unable to express her feelings any other way. She wasn't afraid of Decius anymore. If he were to ever show his presence anywhere, she would not hesitate to kill him on the spot. What she was afraid of now, though, she wasn't so sure. Fear was present somewhere in her, with the cold shades, but she can't quite place what it was for.
Goldie is able to recollect herself a little more now, though, breaths still quite shaky and tears still present, but there is more balance at least, and a realization that there was now watching eyes. Her stance is tense, expression twitching between a stoic neutrality and range of emotions that overwhelmed her. Relief, surely, was the greatest of them all, as she is able to take in this reality further. She gains further control now, breathing in deeply as she glances towards Darksouls. "This is...Deldrach, an old friend." Her voice is still soft and shaken like before, but it holds the authority she would normally have speaking to her crewmates. She turns her attention back to the female now, an almost pleading look in her eyes. "I c-can...show you 'round, or catch you up, or anythin' ya want."
Goldie is able to recollect herself a little more now, though, breaths still quite shaky and tears still present, but there is more balance at least, and a realization that there was now watching eyes. Her stance is tense, expression twitching between a stoic neutrality and range of emotions that overwhelmed her. Relief, surely, was the greatest of them all, as she is able to take in this reality further. She gains further control now, breathing in deeply as she glances towards Darksouls. "This is...Deldrach, an old friend." Her voice is still soft and shaken like before, but it holds the authority she would normally have speaking to her crewmates. She turns her attention back to the female now, an almost pleading look in her eyes. "I c-can...show you 'round, or catch you up, or anythin' ya want."
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.