the storm has come and gone

[Simon F.M.]

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I KNOW WHY YOU'RE MAD AT ME, I'VE GOT DEMON EYES

& THEY'RE LOOKING RIGHT THROUGH YOUR ANATOMY

Diya hadn't known Rosemary, outside of stories told by her girlfriend. While she had known that the ocelot had taken up residence in the treehouses within the jungle, the crewmate had never gone to bother the other. She knew from Roxanne that Rosemary preferred her solitude. She had never tread this far into the jungle before, not until she saw the lightning strike across the sky and smoke quickly following.

Curiosity and worry had lead the charge, the vampire grimacing as smoke clouded her thoughts. Pale eyes squinting, she slid up next to Roan. She greeted the soothsayer with a gentle brush of her thick tail against his back. No words left the feline as she watched on, unsure and ill-fitted for the scene. She didn't know the home owner well enough to speak, those who did having spoken enough.