08-17-2020, 09:05 PM
Truthfully, the promotion to Soothsayer had hardly been a surprise for the young Roux, even if he had still found himself caught off guard by it. He had been doing a massive amount of medical work as of late, and as far as he knew, he hadn't missed any major occurrences. It only made sense that his hard work had paid off, although he wasn't quite sure whether or not he was glad about it. It definitely meant a lot more stress, being the head of an entire division. Still, his mother did the same thing... not that he thought he was on even ground with his mama, really. She was much stronger than him, and had much more knowledge of the world than he did, which naturally meant she would be better at leading an entire division. Part of him wanted to turn to his mama for advice on what he should do in order to be an effective leader, but another part of him was too afraid to do so. Afraid, and embarrassed. He didn't want it to look like he didn't know what he was doing, after being entrusted with such an important job. He didn't want to disappoint Goldie, especially when she already had so much pressure on her as the captain, and the pain from the recent loss of Sam.
The draconic feline had been in the process of packing things up when Roxie approached his home, getting ready to move from his tree house to the temple. It wouldn't be too much of an adjustment, considering he had practically been living within the structure while Ament was injured. He had spent most nights curled up in a makeshift bed, waiting just in case the raptor's infection had gotten worse, or in order to defend himself from any oncoming attacks. At this point, he didn't genuinely think the other would attack him, but those first few days had been touch and go. The thought made Roan chuckle slightly, glad that Ament had healed alright – even if he chose to express his appreciation with some pretty odd gifts. It was better to think about how he had treated the raptor, rather than focusing on his most recent patient. Just the thought of Aphra's behavior made him pause, jaw clenching and claws curling slightly against one of the little dolls he had kept with him since he had initially moved out. Taking a deep breath, the new soothsayer forced himself to relax, large ears picking up the sound of flapping wings, and felt the gentle thud of someone landing outside of his hut.
Tail flicking back and forth behind him, Roan turned to face the newcomer to his home, his blue eyes temporarily widening when he saw it was his mother. He smiled tiredly right back at her, a soft laugh leaving him before he spoke, "Hola, mamá. It's good to see you..." It had been far too long since the medic had properly talked with his mother, and he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. It was a good tightness... maybe. He honestly wasn't sure. Quickly, he focused his gaze down at the basket Roxanne had brought, taking in what she had said. Smiling, the young soothsayer moved forward, nuzzling his cheek gently against Roxie's before he spoke, "Eso me suena muy bien, mamá. We never celebrated when you got promoted to officer, either. We can make it a double thing. Lemme just... move some stuff around." He turned to head back into his house, shoving aside several of the items he had been packing in order to make space for both he and his mother.
The draconic feline had been in the process of packing things up when Roxie approached his home, getting ready to move from his tree house to the temple. It wouldn't be too much of an adjustment, considering he had practically been living within the structure while Ament was injured. He had spent most nights curled up in a makeshift bed, waiting just in case the raptor's infection had gotten worse, or in order to defend himself from any oncoming attacks. At this point, he didn't genuinely think the other would attack him, but those first few days had been touch and go. The thought made Roan chuckle slightly, glad that Ament had healed alright – even if he chose to express his appreciation with some pretty odd gifts. It was better to think about how he had treated the raptor, rather than focusing on his most recent patient. Just the thought of Aphra's behavior made him pause, jaw clenching and claws curling slightly against one of the little dolls he had kept with him since he had initially moved out. Taking a deep breath, the new soothsayer forced himself to relax, large ears picking up the sound of flapping wings, and felt the gentle thud of someone landing outside of his hut.
Tail flicking back and forth behind him, Roan turned to face the newcomer to his home, his blue eyes temporarily widening when he saw it was his mother. He smiled tiredly right back at her, a soft laugh leaving him before he spoke, "Hola, mamá. It's good to see you..." It had been far too long since the medic had properly talked with his mother, and he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. It was a good tightness... maybe. He honestly wasn't sure. Quickly, he focused his gaze down at the basket Roxanne had brought, taking in what she had said. Smiling, the young soothsayer moved forward, nuzzling his cheek gently against Roxie's before he spoke, "Eso me suena muy bien, mamá. We never celebrated when you got promoted to officer, either. We can make it a double thing. Lemme just... move some stuff around." He turned to head back into his house, shoving aside several of the items he had been packing in order to make space for both he and his mother.
ROAN Ó FOALÁIN-ROUX - THE TYPHOON - SOOTHSAYER
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