Still Ezzie

It’s nice to meet you Ezzie. And no, not really. I just stopped here for a while. I’ve been walking all morning, collecting herbs and plants.

-He held up his bag for her to see, leaves and stems poking out from small holes in the stitching of the sides.-

-Ezzie peeked into the bag, looking over its contents with bright, inquisitive eyes. She looked back up to Dakota.-

What're they for? Medicine?

I’m Dakota. Of the Picaninny. 

-Ezzie believed that she'd yet to meet one of the Picaninny. Only told stories by the Lost Children, she also felt that she didn't know anything about them. Gleefully, she came towards him. 'This could be a learning experience, that's for sure.' She grinned as she got closer, looking up at him and chuckling as the sun halo'd around his head, her hand back to shading over her eyes.-

D'ya come here often?

Ezzie → ESFJ → The Guardian Provider & Caregiver

ESFJs are people persons - they love people. They are warmly interested in others. They use their Sensing and Judging characteristics to gather specific, detailed information about others, and turn this information into supportive judgments. They want to like people, and have a special skill at bringing out the best in others. They are extremely good at reading others, and understanding their point of view. The ESFJ’s strong desire to be liked and for everything to be pleasant makes them highly supportive of others. People like to be around ESFJs, because the ESFJ has a special gift of invariably making people feel good about themselves.

The ESFJ takes their responsibilities very seriously, and is very dependable. They value security and stability, and have a strong focus on the details of life. They see before others do what needs to be done, and do whatever it takes to make sure that it gets done. They enjoy these types of tasks, and are extremely good at them.

ESFJs are warm and energetic. They need approval from others to feel good about themselves. They are hurt by indifference and don’t understand unkindness. They are very giving people, who get a lot of their personal satisfaction from the happiness of others. They want to be appreciated for who they are, and what they give. They’re very sensitive to others, and freely give practical care. ESFJs are such caring individuals, that they sometimes have a hard time seeing or accepting a difficult truth about someone they care about.

With Extraverted Feeling dominating their personality, ESFJs are focused on reading other people. They have a strong need to be liked, and to be in control. They are extremely good at reading others, and often change their own manner to be more pleasing to whoever they’re with at the moment.

The ESFJ’s value system is defined externally. They usually have very well-formed ideas about the way things should be, and are not shy about expressing these opinions. However, they weigh their values and morals against the world around them, rather than against an internal value system. They may have a strong moral code, but it is defined by the community that they live in, rather than by any strongly felt internal values.

ESFJs who have had the benefit of being raised and surrounded by a strong value system that is ethical and centered around genuine goodness will most likely be the kindest, most generous souls who will gladly give you the shirt off of their back without a second thought. For these individuals, the selfless quality of their personality type is genuine and pure. ESFJs who have not had the advantage of developing their own values by weighing them against a good external value system may develop very questionable values. In such cases, the ESFJ most often genuinely believes in the integrity of their skewed value system. They have no internal understanding of values to set them straight. In weighing their values against our society, they find plenty of support for whatever moral transgression they wish to justify. This type of ESFJ is a dangerous person indeed. Extraverted Feeling drives them to control and manipulate, and their lack of Intuition prevents them from seeing the big picture. They’re usually quite popular and good with people, and good at manipulating them. Unlike their ENFJ cousin, they don’t have Intuition to help them understand the real consequences of their actions. They are driven to manipulate other to achieve their own ends, yet they believe that they are following a solid moral code of conduct.

All ESFJs have a natural tendency to want to control their environment. Their dominant function demands structure and organization, and seeks closure. ESFJs are most comfortable with structured environments. They’re not likely to enjoy having to do things which involve abstract, theoretical concepts, or impersonal analysis. They do enjoy creating order and structure, and are very good at tasks which require these kinds of skills. ESFJs should be careful about controlling people in their lives who do not wish to be controlled.

ESFJs respect and believe in the laws and rules of authority, and believe that others should do so as well. They’re traditional, and prefer to do things in the established way, rather than venturing into uncharted territory. Their need for security drives their ready acceptance and adherence to the policies of the established system. This tendency may cause them to sometimes blindly accept rules without questioning or understanding them.

An ESFJ who has developed in a less than ideal way may be prone to being quite insecure, and focus all of their attention on pleasing others. He or she might also be very controlling, or overly sensitive, imagining bad intentions when there weren’t any.

ESFJs at their best are warm, sympathetic, helpful, cooperative, tactful, down-to-earth, practical, thorough, consistent, organized, enthusiastic, and energetic. They enjoy tradition and security, and will seek stable lives that are rich in contact with friends and family.

"Is it me or have things been relatively quiet lately here in our beloved Neverland?" The blonde purred from where she lazily lay upon the edge of the Mermaid Lagoon. "It’s all so dreadfully boring."

EZZIE || LOOKS NINETEEN || WANDERER || BELLA HEATHCOTE || TAKEN OC

"If you ever want to lose some time, just take off, there’s no risk. If you ever want to disappear, just take off, and think of this: Armenia, city in the sky."—✖

She was eleven when she realized that the nomads she’d lived with her whole life weren’t her parents. How long she had suspected, she didn’t know, but there had been something nagging at Esther for as long as she could remember. She was different from them in so many ways, and they told her that she was special. She would always smile, and that smile said that she believed them, but her heart whispered, “Liars.” It happened simply: she found a newspaper as they passed through some town for supplies - the cold winter had left their resources low. It was old, years old, stuck behind the loose glass case of a newspaper dispenser, yellowing all alone. In the corner, she saw a little girl’s picture. It was grainy,  but she noticed something. A tiny golden ring, with a silvery stone set in the center, was on the child’s right pinkie finger. In the pocket of her dress, her hand clasped around the same ring, that no longer fit. The caption of that photo read, “Cecilia McMichaels, two. Stolen from London. Reward offered.” She knew that it was her.

Without looking back, she ran. She didn’t knew where she was, or who she was. Her life very suddenly split in two. “Cecilia” and “Esther”. It would not be the first time she would run away. She made it to London by the skin of her teeth. She found her family, but their differences were too great for the girl, then twelve, to accept. They weren’t what she wanted. She grew suspicious. They must not be her real family, either, she decided. She ran away. It happened over and over. Eventually, after years of coming and going, of lives and lives and hurt,  tired of not having a proper name or a proper family, she renamed herself. Ezzie - Esther and Cecilia combined. She found it fitting, perfect.  And then, the final step: she prayed. Prayed for a family, for a home, for the life she had lost and had been searching for so long that she had never even truly grown up. Nineteen and a child at heart, the answer to her prayers, Peter found her. His words drew her in, captivated her: a family, at last., in the most unexpected and magical of places. It had to be right. So, she left with Peter Pan for Neverland.

Of course, just as all other times, Ezzie discovered that this new family was not her true family. They were nothing like the family she wanted, the impossible family that she dreamed of. She couldn’t be loyal to a group that considered themselves a family and yet who were not her family. It wasn’t long before she asked to return to the mainland, her family was obviously not on the island. And then that which followed, the biggest blow of all, was her banishment. She was stuck, alone, hunted, even; unwanted. A Wanderer. It seems that her fate was truly to wander forever. She knows how to survive from her life before she came to Neverland, but she’s never killed, never came to terms with the fact that evil and darkness exists just as much there as it does on the mainland. Ezzie has much to learn about life, love, and family, and perhaps Neverland is not the best place to learn about those things. But, perhaps it is.

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