all limits are self imposed

Ivan Lester, 21. Squire, Dreamer. Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.

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lamentingheath:

“Well, that’s a bummer.” He said sympathetically. “And with the recent events I bet the knights have more to do than train the young ones. It must be fun to watch that kind of training.”

Ivan shrugged their shoulders, he didn’t want to complain. “I see the good out of this kind of training, I am learning more by doing myself, which I think is important.”

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lamentingheath:

Their little smile was contagious. Heath had yet to make new friends in the Keep since his return - wherever he looked, there was just the past. “So how long does it take to become a knight?”

“It depends.” There was a pause as they thought it over. “I’m not really sure how long it will take me. I do not have a knight, per se. I am more of less picking up snippets of training from wherever I can get it.”

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fateandrcams:

Mel remembered the other’s face. The flying dreams…

He blinked towards the kind stranger. “Thanks.” He took the apple and rolled it over in his hand thoughtfully. He suddenly felt guilty… “I’m not from the streets–well I was–I work in the kitchens. D’you want it back?”

A blink of confusion, and then broke a smile. “Keep it. I appreciate the honesty.”

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haydenbattaglia:

Hayden cocked his head. “It ain’t a bad thing, Lester.”

They mimicked the other’s head movement, cocking his head to the side in a light-hearted teasing. “You wouldn’t know it from how you and everyone else talks.”

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fateandrcams:

“Can I have that?” Melon pointed to the fruit in the stranger’s hand. Did he still look pitiful enough to receive charity? Damn those kitchen maids for convincing him to take nightly baths…

Ivan considered the situation for a fraction of a second before handing it over with a small smile. “Yes, you can.” They figured if he was asking, he probably needed it more than them.

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lamentingheath:

Heath entertained the thought of a life like that, but it made his heart ache. He couldn’t bear to be lonely, the price of caring too much for someone else was small in comparison. “Well, then we have a deal. You can be kind to me, I’ll be kind to you and maybe we’ve found a new friendship.”

The other’s words gave him a sense of excitement, he loved meeting new people, especially if it looked like they could become friends. “Deal.”

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haydenbattaglia:

He rolled his eyes, then smiled anyway. “Calm down, I was joking. We all know you’re too much of a do-gooder.” Kinda impressive, really, considering the place they’d grown up in.

He knew he was playing directly into what everyone thought of them, pouty kid, but they still crossed their arms. “I’m not that much of a do-gooder.”

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lamentingheath:

“Are there many unfortunate consequences to being kind? Rudeness usually gets people in trouble.” He would know, as he longed to be nice but sometimes couldn’t hold back his tongue. “I think that if you’re not at least a bit kind, you push people away. I wouldn’t be able to live in loneliness.”

“I would think that not being kind keeps people away, which I could understand the appeal of, to only worry about yourself and focus on your life. I agree with you, though, I could not live that way.” They needed people in his life, as much as he loved to be alone, a lot of the time nothing made him happier than just having a conversation with another person.

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lamentingheath:

He couldn’t take the easy smile off his lips. Compliments seemed to work with them and Heath was always happy to spare nice words for a cute companion. “Do you believe it will? The world needs kindness, or so I think.”

“I believe it is better to be kind and deal with the consequences as they come, rather than live a callous, safe life.” He eyed the other, wondering if he had deepened the conversation too much. “Do you not think?”

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“I’d never do anything on the wrong side’a the law, officer. I could show you the label – - ‘less this is you asking for some juice.”

“No, I’m not asking for, no.”

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illiasrivers:

“Not so far as I know. I used to a knight myself. I can’t say the lifestyle much agreed with me. Do you enjoy that sort of thing?”  

“Oh yes, I sure do. I cannot wait for the day I become a knight.”

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nemesisxnatasha:

 Natasha nodded,too overwhelmed to speak. ‘’I promise,it won’t happen ever again.I don’t know what to say.Except,’’She paused for a moment,’’Thank you.’’

“You’re welcome. Don’t do it again.” He felt a pang of guilt at making the person fear them, but did his best to keep a strong commanding face.

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lamentingheath:

“Oh, I see.” He deflated a little at the look of sadness, even though it was generally adorable. “Well, I can already say you’re convincing as a knight. And more friendly than most I’ve met, usually they only want to fight and tell you what to do.” Two things Heath hated.

They grinned at the compliment, he tried so hard to keep their mind off doubt, but even something as simple as someone telling him they were convincing as a night made him feel even more like they would really accomplish their dream one day. “Yes, I have been told my kindness will be my downfall.”

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haydenbattaglia:

“Turnin’ crooked so soon, Lester? I’m almost disappointed,” Hayden teased with a grin.

He smiled back, but his was softer, slightly hurt. “I’m not, I just...” They shrugged the subject off.

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deathresisting:

“Ah, but juice is juice is juice, am I wrong?”

“Technically, I guess, yes. But not according to the law.”

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portia-carrington:

Finding the officer’s reaction to be amusing, Portia decided to press on. “Oh? Then what is? Let’s not keep talking about boring things like work. It sounded like you were going to tell me that you weren’t much of a dancer. Am I wrong?”

“You are. My dancing is fine.” He had tried to focus on the task on hand, but was completely sidetracked by her.

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lamentingheath:

“For me too.” Heath nodded, smiling lightly. In his case, it wasn’t because he couldn’t sleep but mostly for his enjoyment of being outside. “Well, lucky me.” He shared the playful tone. “I’m Heath, by the way. And you must be a knight.”

“Ivan.” He nodded along with his grin, he was glad to have met someone friendly. “I wish I was, but unfortunately, I am not one yet. Someday.” The look on their was slightly sad with a strong sense of hope.