08-14-2020, 11:02 PM
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That thought swirled for hours in Devland's mind after Sam's passing. He couldn't and didn't want to understand the sheer volume of sorrow that spilled forth from everyone, especially Goldie. The tired, tear-soaked eyes of his fellow Typhoon members made his skin crawl, and the tight frowns that scored their lips made him shiver. The way everyone so freely grieved left him feeling oddly broken, like he had missed something, like he wasn't behaving properly. He hated that feeling, and the agitation that pooled inside of him only grew as he followed the masses towards the meeting hall. He felt no anger towards them; instead, he was disappointed in himself for his apathy.
Upon his arrival, he spotted Michael, Roan, and Georgia. Though he knew them all well, he refused to join them. His eyes landed on the familiar forms of Keona, Lovekit, Roxanne, and Chickenbone, but he made no move to sit near them either. The brown feline claimed an unoccupied section of the Deep Sea Dome, pressed close to the back wall, as far away from the palpable sadness as possible.
He shifted, feeling quite uncomfortable, and turned his attention to the walls, watching fish dart back and forth. He wished he could be so unaware. He rolled his shoulders, hoping the meeting would start soon.
That thought swirled for hours in Devland's mind after Sam's passing. He couldn't and didn't want to understand the sheer volume of sorrow that spilled forth from everyone, especially Goldie. The tired, tear-soaked eyes of his fellow Typhoon members made his skin crawl, and the tight frowns that scored their lips made him shiver. The way everyone so freely grieved left him feeling oddly broken, like he had missed something, like he wasn't behaving properly. He hated that feeling, and the agitation that pooled inside of him only grew as he followed the masses towards the meeting hall. He felt no anger towards them; instead, he was disappointed in himself for his apathy.
Upon his arrival, he spotted Michael, Roan, and Georgia. Though he knew them all well, he refused to join them. His eyes landed on the familiar forms of Keona, Lovekit, Roxanne, and Chickenbone, but he made no move to sit near them either. The brown feline claimed an unoccupied section of the Deep Sea Dome, pressed close to the back wall, as far away from the palpable sadness as possible.
He shifted, feeling quite uncomfortable, and turned his attention to the walls, watching fish dart back and forth. He wished he could be so unaware. He rolled his shoulders, hoping the meeting would start soon.
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[glow=black,200,600]all of your flaws and all of my flaws[/glow]
devland taji / the typhoon / beta / tags / penned by redamancy
[glow=black,1,100]they lie there hand in hand