Weak knees from the level, I’m sick from the treble, I’m your type of metal
She had said she would help the Ningo farm in whatever way she could, and help she would. Even if she was late, despite the many warnings and reminders she'd had. Hester had one flaw, and it was a poor poor poor sense of time.
Running up, the attuned nearly barrelled into her friend, skidding to a quick stop just before a collision. The other two are ignored for the moment as she reaches out to take one of Chulane's hand in both of hers, only realizing the gesture is a bit strange once she's committed to it. So instead of pulling away, Hester leans into it, leaning in with a bright smile on her face. "Ningo chaser, here to help." She chirped, before finally turning to greet the other's who had come to help.
And pausing. Hester didn't have much experience with the ascended, but she did recognize the former warden, and recognized the same kind of stillness in the other woman. She did her best to follow Chulane's lead, and offered a smile of greeting, but didn't say anything.
Running up, the attuned nearly barrelled into her friend, skidding to a quick stop just before a collision. The other two are ignored for the moment as she reaches out to take one of Chulane's hand in both of hers, only realizing the gesture is a bit strange once she's committed to it. So instead of pulling away, Hester leans into it, leaning in with a bright smile on her face. "Ningo chaser, here to help." She chirped, before finally turning to greet the other's who had come to help.
And pausing. Hester didn't have much experience with the ascended, but she did recognize the former warden, and recognized the same kind of stillness in the other woman. She did her best to follow Chulane's lead, and offered a smile of greeting, but didn't say anything.
Hester
