05-29-2019, 10:16 AM
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]The situation of her papa's disappearance was one Goldie remained silent about, and would remain such a way. What she felt towards it, the only hints she presented would simply be that statement she always repeated: "it's okay, he is not gone forever". It reflected the belief she has always had - a childish one, maybe, but still one nonetheless; that there was not a world without her papa in it. Anything else, however, would remain unheard, unseen, unknown (maybe even to the female herself?). To face her emotions these days often resulted in failure, pushing them aside for things that were always more important: her crew, the island, their freedom. It was a fact of how she lived and she was not bothered by it. She enjoyed serving her crew and felt this was the best way she could do right by her family - most importantly her papa - by being the best captain she could. There was nothing wrong if she tells herself that, and she truly believes it. There was no reason to stop now. Especially not when they are so close to what she knows will be a war. Her responsibilities only grow as each day passes and she is more than prepared to take on all of them with valor. Though, that undeniable weariness was returning in her striking eyes once more.
The tigress currently flies through the sky with her harpy eagle, planning to soon gather some herbs from the jungle. For now she simply looked over the territory, trying to keep watch of anything out of ordinary. Plus, Lynn could use some exercise. Her path would lead her towards the gate, the bells ring clear within her feathered ears. She was always glad to hear the sound. It was music to her, just another familiar noise erupting from her island's culture. Not to mention, it usually meant whoever was visiting had some respect, rather than just ignoring the bells and barging in. She landed smoothly a few feet from the stranger, careful to avoid getting too much sand flying from under her paws. Lynn would land upon her back, peering towards the male and letting out a small caw as the captain adjusted her stance to look towards the rather small stranger with her golden head held high. Intense tired eyes reflected his own, though her own expression would be lighter, allowing the hint of a smile to appear. "Hiya," she greets simply at first, looking over the male. "M' name is Goldenluxury Roux, capt'n o' the Typhoon, or jus' Goldie. How can I help ya?"
The tigress currently flies through the sky with her harpy eagle, planning to soon gather some herbs from the jungle. For now she simply looked over the territory, trying to keep watch of anything out of ordinary. Plus, Lynn could use some exercise. Her path would lead her towards the gate, the bells ring clear within her feathered ears. She was always glad to hear the sound. It was music to her, just another familiar noise erupting from her island's culture. Not to mention, it usually meant whoever was visiting had some respect, rather than just ignoring the bells and barging in. She landed smoothly a few feet from the stranger, careful to avoid getting too much sand flying from under her paws. Lynn would land upon her back, peering towards the male and letting out a small caw as the captain adjusted her stance to look towards the rather small stranger with her golden head held high. Intense tired eyes reflected his own, though her own expression would be lighter, allowing the hint of a smile to appear. "Hiya," she greets simply at first, looking over the male. "M' name is Goldenluxury Roux, capt'n o' the Typhoon, or jus' Goldie. How can I help ya?"
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.