Informal Departure

Informal Departure

TW: sexual harassment, Family discord, abuse, abandonment, and probably typos and grammar errors

if these things bother you I suggest you do not read

Lotus was drawing at her small desk, toys scattered about her room. It was silent and peaceful, colors of lavender purple, and pink flurried the room. Her pencil danced across the paper with a child like rugged gesture like feel to it. An authentic young hand dreaming ever so big. 

Daddy shown as a big strong Anaconda with guns and a smile. The guns were the size of just his broad shoulders alone. He was holding her hand, while momma, big and strong as well, with her Commander’s uniform smiling and holding nothing. She had her hat on and all Feathery with grace. 

Lotus had all of them in front of her home. A large palace of wood and stone. Flat and elegant, just the way he liked them. 

The door peeked open, and she saw her momma. Her momma waited for lotus to look at her. She heard and turned behind as her face brightened, 

"look momma!" She pulled her drawing off the desk and ran towards her still holding a marker. She pointed to Momma. 

"Oh! Is that daddy and Momma?!" She gasped. "This is gorgeous! You're such a great artist!"

"And that's our house! I drew Scrapper too. He's helping care for Valo!" Lotus pointed to the scribbly four legged spiky creature with the droid petting him. 

Lotus's eyes drifted around momma's face, and darted from her pits to eyes. She had dried crisp feathers curling around her eyes, and small amount of mucus around her nostrils. 

"Sweetie, momma has something she wants to talk to you about with you." She stroked Lotus's left cheek and gently brushed her feathers. 

Momma walked over to lotus's bed and sat down as the little green ragyian followed along. Momma took a deep breath. 

"You know how Momma goes to her work, to help the other Regyians?" Lotus nodded understanding still unable to focus on eye contact. "Well... momma's going out into the seas, so daddy's going to be here for you." 

"Like.. a pirate?" Momma smiled. 

"Arrr! You got that right, matey!" She gestured her hand into a hook and cover her eye with her other hand as Lotus giggled.

"I wont be back for a couple months. We're..-

"Search for treasure?!" 

She smiled. And brushed lotus's cheek again.

"It's getting late, so you need to go to bed."

"Wait but I don't want to!" Lotus frowned and threw her hands out.

"Shhhh. Lay down." She took the covers and placed them on Lotus's shoulders as Lotus lied down and curled into a ball. She began rubbing her head and back from under the covers calming her down. "Why don't you want to go to bed?"

"because I don't feel tired." She pouted.

"That's because you only feel tired when you go to bed." Momma chuckled, as Lotus's breathing descended. It was a long pause of silence before lotus mumbled something.

"I wanna be a pirate and go with you." Before she knew it, the little green Regyian finally fell asleep, as Momma watched, slowly getting up, quietly leaving the room. She closed the door gently and walked over to her own room, starting to pack her bags.

 A gruff voice appeared from the door, as Momma frowned irritated. 

"Is she asleep?"

"Yes, Rymil, I made sure she went to sleep."

"So are you leaving now?" 

"If that's what you want... though I'm sure you'll make up another excuse as to why she's late, again."

"I don't want you to leave." His tone changed as she put her bland military attire into another bag. His hand landed onto her shoulder.

"Well, duty calls. And if you want to show that you ca-" He yanked her straight to him and stuck his tongue almost down her throat, and kept his hands wrapped around her head. She shoved him away rashly struggling to pull her head loose from his embrace. She hissed and her fists balled up whipping her tail back and turned around and finished packing up. "Good bye, Rymil. You'd better take good care of my daughter." She slammed the final case and walked out of the room, shoving him out of the way, as her boots clanked. She grabbed her Captain's coat and her hat and buttoned up walking out, and the door silently closing.