12-01-2020, 09:12 PM
Something was going to be thrown at them soon, Roxanne was already telling everyone to keep their guard up seeing as this feeling of unease didn't go away. They had taken their captain, her niece - no, her daughter from her. They would not be forgiven lightly if they ever showed their faces up in the Typhoon, the Quartermaster pacing in her office within the ship as she bit on her lip in some thought. Rox lacked in powers that would be useful to defend herself and the thought of herself living through whatever was about to come was rather slik yet she shook her head as she continued to pace around "You aren't a demi goddess or immortal... You can die," She mumbled out as she glanced over towards her mirror with both ears perked forward, she shook her head lightly as she lifted a paw to pinch at the bridge of her nose in that moment.
She stared at her reflection, she had outlived a tsunami... She should have some confidence that she was going to live through this too yet those feelings of unease still gripped at her chest making her let out a soft sigh. "But that's fine... You got time." Rox left her office not bothering to close the door behind her as she tried to think of something else or rather someone, the individual was enough to ease her thoughts and helped anchor her down. Roxanne knew that a shitshow would be unfolding eventually but had no idea of when but she figured that she might as well let her feelings be known. Something she wished to do before she possibly died, she was certain that everyone would be larger than her whilst she stayed as a small cat. A scrap of fur that was just barely clinging onto that thread known as life, it had always been hard at the beginning but now, she was home. A home that she would have to defend with her life. A family. Roots that she had planted within the Typhoon.
"They'll have to do everything to get rid of me," She snorted lightly as her confident demeanor began to return to her, she had something tucked into the pocket where she kept her blade that was given to her by someone whose name was simply a whisper in her mind. She wouldn't indulge much on it but the gift was something special to her yet she stood on the shores of the Typhoon feeling her breath slightly hitched. She could've planned this out a lot better but there wasn't much time, it was something that was slowly slipping through her claws like small grains of sand. She felt nervous but she was certain, this is what she wanted. Whether she lived or not didn't matter to her, she only cared for the present and what she was about to do. She reached into the blade holder retrieving a small box which she proceeded to hide in her fur as she sat down with tail laying on top of it.
Roxanne took a deep breath with half closed eyes as she glanced over to the ocean remembering the many times she had looked out to it with a longing weighing down on her heart. Now, that feeling was gone. She knew exactly what she was going to do as she sat there and called out in a rather firm voice "Diya, would you care to come over here please? I have important matters to discuss with you." Despite her solemn facade, the thumping of her heart was loud enough for it to echo within her ears. This was it. She was going to do it. It wasn't the best time or let alone set up nicely but she hoped it would be enough. Especially when Diya was enough for her.
/ wait til diya replies
She stared at her reflection, she had outlived a tsunami... She should have some confidence that she was going to live through this too yet those feelings of unease still gripped at her chest making her let out a soft sigh. "But that's fine... You got time." Rox left her office not bothering to close the door behind her as she tried to think of something else or rather someone, the individual was enough to ease her thoughts and helped anchor her down. Roxanne knew that a shitshow would be unfolding eventually but had no idea of when but she figured that she might as well let her feelings be known. Something she wished to do before she possibly died, she was certain that everyone would be larger than her whilst she stayed as a small cat. A scrap of fur that was just barely clinging onto that thread known as life, it had always been hard at the beginning but now, she was home. A home that she would have to defend with her life. A family. Roots that she had planted within the Typhoon.
"They'll have to do everything to get rid of me," She snorted lightly as her confident demeanor began to return to her, she had something tucked into the pocket where she kept her blade that was given to her by someone whose name was simply a whisper in her mind. She wouldn't indulge much on it but the gift was something special to her yet she stood on the shores of the Typhoon feeling her breath slightly hitched. She could've planned this out a lot better but there wasn't much time, it was something that was slowly slipping through her claws like small grains of sand. She felt nervous but she was certain, this is what she wanted. Whether she lived or not didn't matter to her, she only cared for the present and what she was about to do. She reached into the blade holder retrieving a small box which she proceeded to hide in her fur as she sat down with tail laying on top of it.
Roxanne took a deep breath with half closed eyes as she glanced over to the ocean remembering the many times she had looked out to it with a longing weighing down on her heart. Now, that feeling was gone. She knew exactly what she was going to do as she sat there and called out in a rather firm voice "Diya, would you care to come over here please? I have important matters to discuss with you." Despite her solemn facade, the thumping of her heart was loud enough for it to echo within her ears. This was it. She was going to do it. It wasn't the best time or let alone set up nicely but she hoped it would be enough. Especially when Diya was enough for her.
/ wait til diya replies