#heirashari

Lex and Ethan were doing their best when it came to Hannah. They were both working hard and staying busy, keeping their noses out trouble and just being guardians to her. Lex had even gone about picking up a second job to try and carry the weight of the bills, groceries, and just general spendings. Ethan would too if it were for the fact his dad already worked him to the bone, but it paid well enough and it kept him out of trouble too. Hannah hadn't wanted Lex getting a second job, but she insisted she wanted to and that it'd be okay. She would be okay. Mind you it took several places before one finally bit in wanting her to join their ranks and truthfully Lex wasn't even sure she was cut out for it. An animal shelter and rescue? She was fine enough with animals, but to take care of them on the regular? She barely knew what she was doing with Hannah.

Lucky for Lex she had made a friend at this job. @heirashari was sweet, big heart, talked a lot... but she was a good person. She wasn't like Lex's usual crowd, but maybe she needed that-- especially in a job as important and caring as this one. She needed focus, direction, and Keyleth offered that with giving Lex tasks that were both easy, but focus orientated. Precise feeding notes, play time observations, and walks. And usually Lex was punctually on time for her shifts, but today she was running a bit behind after leaving a morning shift at Toy Zone. She burst through the front door with a huff-- the bell above it ringing as she quickly found where Keyleth was sat behind the counter, "I am so sorry I'm late--"

❛   there's  chains  the  door  .   ❜   worry  paints  the  tone  that  carries  from  his  vocals   -  worry  laced  with  monotony  :  a  frequent  manner  of  his  ,  despite  its  straight  -  forward  structure  .  the  fighter  pulls  at  it  once  more  ,  wondering  how  in  the  hell  they  got  there  ,  where  they  came  from  ,  and  who  put  them  there  .  some  sort  of  magic  ,  he's  sure  ,  but  what  kind  ?  no  guessing  .  his  fingers  tighten  around  clinking  metal  ,  and  without  considering  the  depths  of  the  powers  keyleth  has  within  her  (  if  any  ,  that  might  help  in  this  scenario  )  ,  he   announces  the  obvious   .   .   .

❛   .   .   .   no  leaving  .   ❜

grief   is   good   for   nothing        ;        a   rot   that   grows   and   festers   in   the   wood   from   which   lesser   ships   are   made.   willem   has   seen   them,   the   ships   crumbling   down   bit   by   bit.   once   he   saw   the   trees   from   which   they   would   be   made.   knew   oak   and   sycamore   like   friends   (   knows   nothing   quite   like   that   now   other   than   the   blade   with   an   ash   hilt   )   but   recalls   the   nature   of   land   as   if   he   never   lost   it   in   the   first   place.   ❝   godverdomme,   i   told   you   to   leave   !   ❞   perhaps   not   in   so   many   words,   ash-hilted   dagger   alone   should   have   made   that   abundantly   clear.

[ SENT BY : @heirashari ]

       " you’ve been through a lot . "

❛  what  i've  been  through   .   .   .   ❜   her  speech  drifts  into  the  air  ,  disintegrating  into  the  clouds  that  drift  overhead  .  opposite  of  her  memories  ,  which  she  keeps  buried  underground  with  her  past  ,  her  parents  ,  and  who  she  used  to  be  .  she  hated  who  she  was   .   .   .   but  ,  ask  her  what's  changed  ,  and  she's  not  sure  she  could  tell  you  .  the  only  thing  that  protects  her  from  herself  ,  from  her  tainted  history  ,  are  the  distractive  jobs  and  the  duties  she  takes  on  tirelessly  so  they  might  provide  an  escape  from  mind's  horrors  .  may  etro  destroy  any  remnants  of  weakness  that  still  flow  beneath  her  flesh  .  she's  sworn  an  oath  of  devotion  in  turn  .

@heirashari ; meme (accepting)

@heirashari ; meme (accepting)