01-07-2021, 01:50 AM
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HUSHSOUND ROUX — TYPHOON / WOLF
She doesn't remember. Goldie... she was hurt. The words from both Keona and Eulia cut through Hush like a dull blade, settling between his ribs before it began to sink in further. His breath seemed to hitch momentarily, feeling as though all the air had been stolen from his lungs. When Keona had initially come running up, the canine had been glad to see her. Among the few that he knew within The Typhoon – the few that still resided there, anyways – she was one of them that he had missed the most. He was glad to see her face again, but to see such distress on it... it immediately dampened everything.
Her words were skipping. Rambling and frantic, obviously effected by what happened to Goldie, but seemingly made worse by his arrival. He couldn't help but wonder when it had happened. Was he only a moment too late? Could he have prevented what happened? He wasn't sure, but he found it best not to dwell, at least for the moment. Instead, he sought to comfort Keona. He took a step forward towards the dealer, one paw reaching out to hook the petite feline into his chest. As he hugged her, his voice was a raspy mutter, barely able to be heard by anyone else, "Keona... it is good to see you. It is... alright. I know what this is like... she will be okay." Their situations were not wholly similar – at least as far as Hush knew – but he knew what it was like to lose memories. He knew what it was like to lose entire lifetimes. So, he would do everything in his power to help Goldie, no matter what.
As Eulia approached, Hushsound's gaze turned slowly, the canine's eyes passing over her briefly before he was vaguely able to guess where she was from. Or rather, who she was from. Roxanne. Was she still around? He hoped that she was, considering that he knew how incredibly important her presence was to Goldie, at least in the past. Even with memory loss... he doubted that such a thing would change. Turning towards Lu, the wolf fell silent once again, instead reaching out to write on the ground, "MY NAME IS HUSHSOUND ROUX. GOLDIE IS MY SISTER. IS SHE AT THE TEMPLE?" In the back of his mind, Hush was forced to wonder if Eulia would even be able to read what he was writing. After all, she did seem to be a child, and her reading abilities could've been limited. Unfortunately, outside of interactions with Goldie and Keona, the hero still didn't feel particularly comfortable speaking aloud. It was a wonder he had even done so just a few minutes ago.
Her words were skipping. Rambling and frantic, obviously effected by what happened to Goldie, but seemingly made worse by his arrival. He couldn't help but wonder when it had happened. Was he only a moment too late? Could he have prevented what happened? He wasn't sure, but he found it best not to dwell, at least for the moment. Instead, he sought to comfort Keona. He took a step forward towards the dealer, one paw reaching out to hook the petite feline into his chest. As he hugged her, his voice was a raspy mutter, barely able to be heard by anyone else, "Keona... it is good to see you. It is... alright. I know what this is like... she will be okay." Their situations were not wholly similar – at least as far as Hush knew – but he knew what it was like to lose memories. He knew what it was like to lose entire lifetimes. So, he would do everything in his power to help Goldie, no matter what.
As Eulia approached, Hushsound's gaze turned slowly, the canine's eyes passing over her briefly before he was vaguely able to guess where she was from. Or rather, who she was from. Roxanne. Was she still around? He hoped that she was, considering that he knew how incredibly important her presence was to Goldie, at least in the past. Even with memory loss... he doubted that such a thing would change. Turning towards Lu, the wolf fell silent once again, instead reaching out to write on the ground, "MY NAME IS HUSHSOUND ROUX. GOLDIE IS MY SISTER. IS SHE AT THE TEMPLE?" In the back of his mind, Hush was forced to wonder if Eulia would even be able to read what he was writing. After all, she did seem to be a child, and her reading abilities could've been limited. Unfortunately, outside of interactions with Goldie and Keona, the hero still didn't feel particularly comfortable speaking aloud. It was a wonder he had even done so just a few minutes ago.
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