#justafishkeeper

fingers nearly TREMBLED as she stood, alone, in stands once filled by hoards of overeager families. in the silence of an abandoned park, she could almost hear the enthralled shrieks belonging to children as water from the jumping creature over came the barriers and SOAKED guests at the finale of the show; she could almost smell the sickeningly sweet cotton candy that coated the ground after patrons had taken their leave for the day.

her stomach turned.

coming back to the island had never been the plan. after MONTHS of recovery, healing that felt more akin to her wounds being opened again and again and AGAIN, all she’d wanted was to put the park and that day behind her. but jurassic world’s lawyers had other plans. having one of the incident’s most MANGLED survivors going back, trusting those on the island that safety was no longer an issue, that she had been able to MOVE ON with her life, that she held no ill will towards ingen. 

maybe then, the public would follow in her steps. 

standing there, at the tank she’d been pulled from all those months ago, breathing was NO EASY TASK. yet, when a presence could be sensed at her side, a figure remaining in her peripheral, her hands were tucked deep within her pockets and those sharp, distinctive features hardened. stoicism was to be her shield.

             she’s alone (or so she thinks) in the staff room, pouring herself a needed cup of coffee when the latest pop hit starts playing over the radio - you know the type, the songs so catchy you can’t help but sing to even when you hate them. zara finds herself dancing and singing loudly and badly, complete with hips shimmying and arms waving, completely oblivious to the audience of one that she’s gained. 

Not every silence needs to be filled with words, and Stephi and Carter were good at that if they weren't bickering, but this time, there's something lying under the quiet. Almost as if Stephi had a question she was dying to ask, stretching the silence until she voiced it.

"Okay, but what's your FAVOURITE sea creature?"

Mun Name/Age:  chris/19 Muse Name:  carter blake Faceclaim:  thomas jane Mythology:  greek God/Goddess/Creature Name:  poseidon Small Bio:  with the power of the sea at his hand, poseidon has never been one to fear mortals. with this new, looming threat, he finds himself more wary than ever before.  when the first gods were killed he secluded himself, and the ocean churned his discontent.  as time passed and he learned to better disguise himself, he and the sea settled, though his defense is never lowered.

        ❝ Am I allowed to say that I don’t agree?                     Without making it seem like I’m feigning humility. ❞