#c: modesty

[thebarebonesisters]

@obscurebelief | starter call (Modesty)

"My momma, your momma..."

Modesty paused in her game, looking up as Credence returned inside. It had been little over a year since she'd been brought under the care, if it could be called that, of Mary Lou Barebone, and while she still couldn't say she liked it very much, she had decided that if nothing else, Credence was her brother. Credence was nice to her, helped show her things, and she knew he'd taken the blame for something she'd done on more than one occasion.

"I kept you some stew, Credence!"

[thebarebonesisters]

Modesty Starter Call

[thebarebonesisters]

@conjvring | starter call

She didn’t like it here.

She wanted to go home, wanted to go back to her ma and pa, and her brothers and sisters. It had been a little cramped, sure, but it was home, and she already missed them. She didn’t want to be here, with the new clothes that were tidier but scratchy on her skin, with the new woman who insisted on being called Ma, and who insisted on calling her a new name.

Her name wasn’t Modesty. Her name was Lizzie.

There were other children here too, though both of them seemed to be older than her, a girl with a slightly pinched face, and a dark haired boy who seemed to Lizzie to be almost be wary of his own shadow. They were supposed to be her new brother and sister, even though she already had brothers and sisters. Shuffling backwards on the bed, she pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them, pouting a little and lost in thought.

[thebarebonesisters]

@warheroics continued from here

“Yes sir,” Modesty answered as she reached out and shook his hand with a firm grip, sizing him up with a curious gaze. Mary Lou may have enforced manners and politeness, but Modesty had spent nearly the first six years of her life, growing up in a rather rough tenement in the Bronx and was...well, tough.

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@loveisforchildren-percivalgraves | starter call: Modesty | accepting

Modesty was alone.

After the strange man had come and Credence had been there and he’d broken everything, she’d stayed hidden, hands clamped over her ears to block out the sounds of destruction echoing around the city, pressing her face into her knees. She didn’t know why Credence was doing this or what was happening to him, but it was terrifying, and it wasn’t like her brother. 

At some point, she’d fallen asleep.

When she woke, the city was silent, the sun peeking above the horizon, and the once destroyed building she’d been hiding in was now whole once again. Confusion furrowing her brow, she crawled out from her hiding place, padding out into the hallway. Silent, but it looked completely untouched.

As if nothing had happened.

She was about to go downstairs when a noise made her freeze before darting back to her hiding spot, scrambling to get back underneath it.

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@sxmestupidnoblereason | starter call: Modesty | accepting

“Would you like a leaflet?”

Modesty held out a leaflet as people passed her, but they hardly even gave her a second glance. Maybe in a little while she would just toss the leaflets, but if she went home too soon, Ma would know she hadn’t given them all out. So she skipped through the crowds of people wandering the streets of New York, occasionally managing to slip a leaflet into someones pocket or bag as they passed her.

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@magicalmusesandwheretofindthem | starter call: Modesty | accepting

“Credence?”

The knock on her brother’s bedroom door was soft, not wanting to make too much noise and wake Mary Lou up. She wouldn’t be happy to catch her up past her bedtime, but Modesty had been unable to sleep. So she’d waited until she’d heard Mary Lou- Ma- come up the stairs to bed, and then she’d waited some more, just to be sure she was asleep, before slipping out of the room she shared with Chastity and across the hall.

“Credence, are you awake?”

[thebarebonesisters]

Starter Call: Modesty