04-02-2021, 11:19 PM
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The tiny dealer had known death. Three years of living among the Typhoon. Loss happened. Crewmates passed away. Meanwhile immortal blood ran through her veins. She didn't quite age the same. Seemingly stuck young. Would she outlive all her friends?
She had yet to lose someone directly close to her. At least, to death. Aside from her mother... But she had been so young when that happened. Haliaka's death did not hurt so much as the loss of someone she knew, but the loss of something she would never have. A mother.
But over the moons, many of her friends had disappeared. It did little good for her psyche to wonder where they had gone off to. Wonder if they were even okay. Determined to believe that they were, at least, still alive somewhere. Work kept her mind occupied for the most part. Stave off the grief of living without goodbyes. Kept her mind busy.
Her petite paws trotted over the sand. Initially headed back for the tavern following her own duties. Michael and Danny's voices caught her on the way. Unseeing hues flickering towards the sound. Ears perked in confusion. Destroy what?
Michael sounded awfully forlorn to her. "Aloha," she offered softly, head falling lightly to the side. "Are you okay?"
[/td][/tr][/table]The tiny dealer had known death. Three years of living among the Typhoon. Loss happened. Crewmates passed away. Meanwhile immortal blood ran through her veins. She didn't quite age the same. Seemingly stuck young. Would she outlive all her friends?
She had yet to lose someone directly close to her. At least, to death. Aside from her mother... But she had been so young when that happened. Haliaka's death did not hurt so much as the loss of someone she knew, but the loss of something she would never have. A mother.
But over the moons, many of her friends had disappeared. It did little good for her psyche to wonder where they had gone off to. Wonder if they were even okay. Determined to believe that they were, at least, still alive somewhere. Work kept her mind occupied for the most part. Stave off the grief of living without goodbyes. Kept her mind busy.
Her petite paws trotted over the sand. Initially headed back for the tavern following her own duties. Michael and Danny's voices caught her on the way. Unseeing hues flickering towards the sound. Ears perked in confusion. Destroy what?
Michael sounded awfully forlorn to her. "Aloha," she offered softly, head falling lightly to the side. "Are you okay?"
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