((Finally back.))
I'm Sheska, and I work for the Amestrian military. Well, I read lots of books and do lots of paperwork. But that's ok. I like books. I don't mind helping anyone who needs me and I'll try to do my best!
((This is an independent!RP account for 2003/2009!Sheska, and all the credits for art used go to their creators. Thank you so much for your beautiful work!)) Current Status: Hiatus
♙✬ Come Soon.
He squeezed back, more concerned about her than some paltry, replaceable furniture. Once she was less shaken, he’d ask the question he needed to, but for now…
“We’ll just go straight upstairs, toots. Here-” He covered her eyes and took one of her hands in his.
“Trust me.” His voice was abnormally deep and husky and he pressed his small frame against hers, gently moving her forward. His lips near her ear, he gave quiet directions, navigating them up the stairs and into the tiny apartment they’d come to share.
She shook against him, trusting him completely to take her where ever she needed to be- but God, would he still trust her when he saw what had happened? “I do.”
Following his lead, she settled into the couch in their living room, and leaned up, blindly wanting to kiss him.
♙✬ Come Soon.
And onward they went, Kain carrying her the few blocks back to the bar above which they lived. He had to put her down to get his keys to the back door, for which he apologized profusely, making it up to her with a shower of soft kisses.
“Home. Don’t you know by now?” Kain pushed the door open and grabbed her hand.
“You’re my home,” he whispered into her ear before kissing her forehead tenderly.
“And you’re mine.” She murmured back, before kissing his cheek lightly.
Sheska almost didn’t want to go in- memories flooding her from the night prior. She knew that she’d kept his projects safe-had ran to lock the door and blocked it with a bookcase.
But the bar itself- the tables…crashes echoed in her mind, and she squeezed his hand tightly. The one time he’d been gone, and she hadn’t been able to keep his bar safe- his world, everything he’d worked for…
She’d failed him.
♙✬ Come Soon.
“Yes. Of course.” Though small, Kain was strong and wiry- more than strong enough to pick up the dainty Sheska and cradle her to his chest.
“Homeward bound, my faerie queen.”
She gasped as he picked her up- Sheska thought she’d never get used to someone taking care of her like this. Her arms moved to twine around his neck, and she tucked her head into his shoulder.
“Onward, my king!”
♙✬ Come Soon.
“It’s okay, I’m here, shh..it’ll be alright,” he repeated, holding her close. His lips met her forehead and rested there, guilty for his absence.
“Here now, love, it’s okay.”
She hyperventilated into his shirt for a few moments, before finally pulling herself together. “Can we get out of here?”
“I want to go home. Please?” Sheska looked up at him, pleading.
♙✬ Come Soon.
He didn’t reply for a long moment, just held her close to his chest. Faintly, in the silence of the room, he could hear her heartbeat drumming out a rhythm that said alivealivesafesafealive and it was sheer relief to his worried spirit.
“I’m sorry- I wasn’t there-“
Her hands came up to grip his lapels, and she shook her head- his coat was rough against her cheek. “Don’t apologize. Don’t. You’re here now.” T-that’s what matters.” Blood was rushing in her ears, and she finally melted against him, and tears began to fall.
♙✬ Come Soon.
“Miss Sheska-” he began, and crossed the room. Kain opened his arms tentatively and pulled her into an embrace gently.
She was whole, and that was all that mattered.
“Mr. Fuery.” She wrapped her arms around him and inhaled the scent that was so very uniquely him.
She was safe. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
♙✬ Come Soon.
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She jittered inside Safehouse 7, had barely even managed to talk to Havoc- who was their Knight. Sheska had believed, until last night, that every person was good… and now? Now she wasn’t sure. God- she wished Kain was here now!With all haste and all reasonable hurry, Kain made his way to their meeting point. He greeted the man smoking outside with a handshake and a raised eyebrow.
“Inside,” was the response to his unasked question and Fuery thanked the Knight who had picked him up off the streets with a nod.
He opened the door gently, forcing himself to be calm; there was nothing to fear. She’d said she was alright and he had to believe her- thought he needed to hold her to truly let it sink in.
A few clicks of the doorknob, and her head snapped up. Tears glittered in her emerald eyes as she looked up at him. It was obvious she was holding herself back- emotions and all.
Her body relaxed ever so slightly, and she inhaled sharply.
Was this really what they all saw?
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((Either, but if you wanna reply to the ask, that’d work too. I’m sorta laid up here in bed.))
((I replied to the ask.))
