staruiem
THE STREETS OF THE CITY were filled with the sound of people chattering && footsteps either calm or hurried . smoke puffed up in the air from trains && factories , yet the sky remained clear , the light blue mixing with the white clouds . pushing through the crowd of people was none other than gear , holding a bag of needles && thread , making her way back home . living with elise was great , she wouldn't ask for anyone else to have found her on that fateful night . but as an exchange with staying with her , gear had to run some errands from time to time to help her out . she didn't mind at all , it was only fair that she did that .
the door opened , the girl walking inside the familiar shop . she smelt of smoke from being near the train station , her face lightly powered with coal dust as she walked around .
' miss winters, i'm back ! i also got the stuff you asked me to get for you ! ' the young girl had called out , running up the stairs to go && find the woman , holding the bag tightly with her metallic fingers .
NEEDLESTRUCK
@OFSTEAMPOWER "really? gosh, i needed to board that train tomorrow evening," elise let out a sigh, "well i'm happy your alright." elise placed the plate of cookies on top of the table with a jug of milk. she let out a wink, "if you want a cookie gear, i expect you to know the magic word." elise had tried teaching gear all the ladylike antics for gear's future. she wanted gear to have a nice husband when elise died and she knew being ladylike would help.
staruiem
@NEEDLESTRUCK the young girl almost started to drool once she smelled the fresh delights , elise always made the best goodies in all of london , && gear knew that for a fact . she shook her head , snapping out of her thoughts when she heard what the older woman had said , ' alight , sorry miss w — . . . i mean , elise , i guess it's a habit . ' a sweet laugh escaped past her lips , feeling the wetness of the cloth as it got the dust off of her face . ' && not really . some little kids asked to touch my arm , so i let them . the train at 235 port still needs to be fixed , the old thing keeps fuming out a terrible amount of smoke whenever it stops , it gets everyone dirtied up who's near it . ' she grumbled softly , letting out a small sigh , yet the bright smile never left her face . / it's okay :0
NEEDLESTRUCK
@OFSTEAMPOWER ELISE WINTERS came from the kitchen downstairs to gear in her sewing room with a fresh batch of cookies. as she walked up the aroma smelled more delicious by the second. "gear!" elise said while getting inside the room, "how many times do i have to tell you to call me elise." she took the bag of the objects gear came back with after running the errand for her. elise smiled, "did you run into any trouble on the way?" elise took a piece of wet cloth and cleaned gear's face of the dust. elise was worried about gear, it was strange enough when she first found the girl with the metal arm. she hoped no one in the city had made fun of her. the streets of london were a dangerous place and elise had learned it the hard way. // SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY I WAS ON A AIRPLANE RIDE!!
