rock bottom - o, joiner

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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags

the girl hung a bit closer to the jungle nowadays, just because it was shadier. it helped ease her head at least a little bit. though, she generally stayed on the beach, finding comfort in the sand and the sea. she should be resting, she knew; the most sleep she's gotten in the past week was when she had been knocked out. she was tired, but that wasn't as important to her as making sure she kept helping out. she needed to work hard for everyone. she needed to make them proud and hopefully help them worry less. that was her most important job right now. that, and making sure papa was okay. it kept her busy and active around the territory, so she was able to discover a stranger...planting seeds pretty soon after it began.

were they trying to make the jungle even prettier? okay, she guessed. but, she still needed to know who this was. the injured girl moved towards the female with a curious gaze, her walk slow and quiet. "hello there," she greeted at first as she approached, her head tilted. "y'know you're in the typhoon's lands right now? kinda trespassing. who're you?" goldie said next, her voice casual. she wasn't trying to sound intimidating or anything - the stranger seemed mostly harmless. "my name's goldenluxury roux, but everybody just calls me goldie."