Weak knees from the level, I’m sick from the treble, I’m your type of metal
Despite the impassioned words Hester had shared at the council meeting, there was enough faith in the warden, in her ruling, for the girl to step beyond her first thought, and extend a hand out in help. She wasn't exactly going to be bright and cheery about it, but Hester was going to make an attempt. To understand, to be a part of the apparently new and improved Academy.
Besides, she had been one of the bodies seeking refuge in it's walls, moving tables and shelves to suit her needs, to find a place to sleep, to have conversations and practice space and whatever else she'd needed to get through the week of darkness. One of many doing the same, but here to help clean some of her mess now.
The petulant frown on her face changes immediately when she sees Chulane though, glad she won't be alone with the creepy, chilly stranger, the babe turned man, and his sister, changed the same. "Chuy! She cries in a far too excited chirp, bumping her shoulder against him before turning her eyes to the new benefactor of the academy. "Here to help." The words come out much stiffer than her greeting had, though they match the smile she offers.
Besides, she had been one of the bodies seeking refuge in it's walls, moving tables and shelves to suit her needs, to find a place to sleep, to have conversations and practice space and whatever else she'd needed to get through the week of darkness. One of many doing the same, but here to help clean some of her mess now.
The petulant frown on her face changes immediately when she sees Chulane though, glad she won't be alone with the creepy, chilly stranger, the babe turned man, and his sister, changed the same. "Chuy! She cries in a far too excited chirp, bumping her shoulder against him before turning her eyes to the new benefactor of the academy. "Here to help." The words come out much stiffer than her greeting had, though they match the smile she offers.
Hester
