COLD COLD MAN ;; narcolepsy spell

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

goldie missed being able to go into the water. ever since her...death she hadn't really been able to go. her electric elementals went off when she got wet and she couldn't control them too well yet. she was getting better, at least. plus, her current injuries were not very good for swimming. it'd be quite dangerous for her to attempt it right now, and she knew that. she didn't exactly want to die again, even if she did miss swimming.

that wouldn't stop the sick girl from looking out onto the ocean, ocassionally poking at it with her paw. she laid near the shore with lynn, the harpy eagle squawking at the waves. she sighed quietly, feeling a bit worn out. she had been sleeping more - no doubt, but she had avoided it today. she always panicked after waking up, but yesterday she went into complete panic. she didn't want to feel like that again. that's why she was laying on the beach instead. maybe she'd feel better napping on the sand. lynn was so focused on the waves that he likely wouldn't fly off...

but then, something was happening. she perked her ears upward, lifting and turning her head as she heard mister dad call out a name. the girl blinked, coughing harshly as she pushed herself upward. lynn looked to her and began to follow her as she quickly stumbled towards the group. she frowned as she spotted captainpaw and quickly tried to turn her attention to plane, noticing his panic.

"i-it's okay, plane! i'll make sure he'll be okay." she tried to reassure. she thought plane was a very kind crewmate, so she didn't like to see him so panicked. she then turned to mister dad. she sniffled, gulping. this wasn't good. surely there was something she could do to help. "mi-mister dad, is there anything i can do? i can go fetch something for you if you need it, or help right here."