Excitement (Zero)

[Franny]

A wonderful smell brought a small pale girl over to the nearest stall. What was cooking? Franny didn’t even know, but it smelled great. She glanced over her shoulder and saw Ren’s crimson red eyes watching her like a hawk. If he saw her spend the precious money they had on something they didn’t need, then for sure the leopard pelted winged lion would scold her. With one more longing look at the food, Franny tore herself away from the stall and trudged back to the lion’s side. Good choice Ren said with a cat eyebrow raised. Franny only nodded disappointment showing on her face. She placed a small pale hand on the lion’s mane as they walked further down the market’s streets.

Wandering through this market was making it hard for Franny not to get something. All these fun toys and beautiful jewelry were making the small girl want to buy more and more things. Still the Rider and her Beast walked on, only stopping to get the boring things they actually needed fro their journey. Traveling herbs for medicine: some for the road food; and new traveling clothes. Franny yawned, a little bored. Ren noticed, but didn’t really do anything about it. His Rider didn’t need anything exciting at the moment. He just wanted them to leave a soon as possible. It was easy to loose a person among the crowd of shoppers.

“Oh look!” Franny’s eyes lit up as she saw a small jewelry stall. She instantly ran over to it and was looking bright eyed at bracelet. It was like Franny need any more wrist decorations when her arms were already littered with many other types of bracelets. It wasn’t terribly fancy. While in fact it looked very simple. It was just a chain bracelet with small rings and a small clasp. Ren let out a small sigh, knowing what would come next.

[Xander]

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[classy=postingbg]Did Xander ever miss the good old days? The days when carrying the name Frost was an honor, rather than a curse? The days when he was a respected warrior, rather than a common foot-soldier? The days before he had this accursed beast following him everywhere he went? Hell, yes. He missed them with all of his soul. But it seemed there was no escaping it now- he was stuck on guard duty, in the middle of the market. Possibly the most boring job in existence. And he was being followed around by a complete and utter idiot. Aww, Alex. That's not nice.

[/i] Said idiot whined mentally, in that high-pitched voice that Xander had long since learned to loathe. The elf just huffed, gracefully dodging one of the many vendors and yet still managing to glare at his beast in the process. He must have gone temporarily insane, to have taken this thing home with him. After all, he'd only been ten years old. He would've accepted any animal that came around, right? Face it, elf. You loooove me. We were meant to be. Kori crooned teasingly, butting his snout into the other's shoulder. A small crease appeared in the warrior's forehead, a single crack in his usually-solid composure. This had been going on for four hours, and he still had another to go before he was relieved!

Dimly, he registered one of the vendors calling out to him. As usual, he ignored it, continuing his stiff patrol down the walkway without a single glance. He wasn't in the mood for being particularly social today. You're never social.[/i] Kori pouted childishly, huge sapphire eyes boring mercilessly into the back of his rider's head. Can we say hi to just one person? Pleeeaaase?

"No!" Xander snapped, loosing hold of his composure for just a split second. It was long enough for him to yell out loud, though, and the slip brought several curious stares in his direction. Un-phased, he stared straight back, until the combination of his cold glare and massive sword finally made them turn away. See? You scare them. You could at least try to be nice... Something eerily similar to a growl ripped its way from the rider's throat as he whirled around to walk backwards, frosty gaze locking upon the dragon's in cold fury. "Alright, last time. Shut. The hell. Up." The beast merely blinked at him, something akin to amusement shining in his eyes. Odd, normally his rages would shut Kori up. What was going on here? He had just a split second to try and peer over his shoulder before...

Thud. And then, a few moments later... CRASH! Xander gave a very undignified yelp as he slammed straight into someone, before stumbling and upsetting the stall they'd been looking at. The clinking of cheap jewelry was nothing, however, compared to the roar of laughter echoing inside his head. Kori was, of course, sitting back on his haunches, head thrown to the sky as his whole body shook with mirth. The sound was fairly overwhelming, and the soldier found himself utterly incapable of speech, simply stuttering half-baked apologies in a very non-Xander-like manner. He began to stoop over, think about collecting the fallen merchandise, but- "Aw, shit!" This girl couldn't be much older than thirteen or fourteen. Why the hell was she over a half foot taller?!

The laughter of his beast had long since morphed into loud guffaws as he simply stood there, staring up into this girls face, unaware of pretty much anything except for the growing blush flooding his face. Gods, what had he ever done to deserve this?!

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i promise not all my posts will be that long. just rambled today. ^^'

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[Franny]

Franny was still gawking at the bracelet when she heard Ren call out a warning. The girl moved just in time to have the young man miss bumping into her, but instead he ended up hitting the stall. Some of the jewelry scattered onto the ground as he knocked into it and Franny put her hand in front her mouth to muffle her laughter. The winged lion walked over to his Rider, crimson red eyes searching her body for any injures. Are you hurt? He pressed his muzzle to her head, his breath tickling the girl’s neck. ”I’m fine. Stop worrying.” Franny giggled pushing his muzzle away from her neck.

She walked over to the boy, a big smile on her face. ”You okay little boy?” He, in fact, was shorter than Franny, so she naturally assumed he was a younger age. Then she noticed the sword that he had with him and the beast not to far off. It looked like an otter-dragon mix was with him, and it looked as if it were laughing at the boy. ”I’ll help,” Franny said picking up some bracelets including the one she was eyeing. When she was traveling on her own, before she had met Ren, she would sometimes steal. Right now it was the perfect distraction to swipe the wrist decoration. Don’t even think about it young lady Ren said with a small growl mixed in with the words. She looked at the lion and stuck out her tongue at him. ”I know, I was just thinking about it.” She said at him before resuming picking up more of the merchandise.

”Hi, I’m Franny.” She said after everything was placed back in the owners care, even the bracelet she ever so wanted. She stuck out a pale hand toward the boy for a hand shake. ”And this is Ren.” She pointed at the lion who was watching the boy carefully. Ren could be so over protective sometimes. Right now Franny was wearing a loose summer-like dress, even though it was a little chilly out, and she had nothing on her feet. It didn’t bother her though because Franny’s body temperature was unusually high for a normal elf. Still Franny was excited to meet someone new, an elf around her age at that. However, with the way she looked and acted, he might think she was a little strange, like most of the elves she met.

[Xander]

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[classy=postingbg]The sound of the girl's voice sounded distant and far off through his veil of mortification, and though she was probably just talking to her beast, he couldn't quite make out the words. He just continued to stand there, gawking at her like some sort of idiot. How the hell had he managed to screw up so royally? It wasn't like him, to stumble over something so carelessly! Mentally blaming Kori for the whole incident, he opened his mouth to apologize- and shut it with a soft pop as the girl addressed him. "L-little boy?!" He spluttered in indignation, bright teal eyes widening as he stared at her. His beast, who's laughter had calmed at least a bit by then, collapsed into yet another fit of helpless giggles. Who knew what drastic measure he might have sunk to in his fury, had the girl not bent right over to start gathering the fallen objects. Yeah, kid, better clean up the mess ya made. The otter-dragon laughed uproariously at the wave of annoyance coming through their mental link. "It's your fault for being so damn annoying." Xander hissed mentally, but after a moment he stooped to help clean the mess anyway. That done, he rose to his feet. Giving the owner a chilly glare and daring him to say something, he soon turned back to the girl. He shook her offered hand, eyes skipping over her in dismissal as he scanned her companion. Ren, eh? Quite a fierce-looking beast. Surely something to watch out for. "Alexander Frost." Though his words were obviously directed toward the younger elf, his gaze never left the massive lion. He engaged the creature in a sort of staring contest for several moments, before Kori's obnoxious voice whined in his head once again. I'm fierce!

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"No. You're an otter." Xander stated matter-of-factly, before rolling his eyes at the ensuing protests. "Fine, fine. I'll introduce you. Just shut up, will ya?" Aloud, he mumbled reluctantly: "And that's Kori." Had social situations always seemed this awkward?[/classy][/td]
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[Franny]

”Nice to meet you Alex,” Franny liked to shorten names and to her Alexander was just too long. She had a big grin on her face like always and her hands were behind her back. She was swinging on her heels, obvious she had too much energy bottled up in that small body of hers. It had been so long since she had talked to an elf around her own age and was a little excited to do so. The boy, Alexander, looked to stiff and serious that she decided to try and loosen him up. Maybe he was getting the sword for an older family member and that was why the dangerous object was in his position. It never really occurred to her that he was actually a solider, but with his height it wasn’t a surprise some one would make such a mistake.

”What are you doing around here?” She asked naturally curious. Ren did a little groan hoping she wasn’t getting into any trouble. When she got curious, there was no telling what would happen. Ren flicked his tail a little irritated. They were just supposed to be passing through without to many distractions and here they were chatting with some stranger. The lion really didn’t like Franny talking to any other elves, but that was because he was way to over protective. If Ren got his way, then Franny would never talk to anyone and she would basically be closed off from the Elvin world. It also made him uneasy with this war raging between the light and dark elves, a war he didn’t want Franny involved with. Franny, however, was a very curious outspoken girl who would talk to anyone in the blink of an eye, no matter who they were.

”Do live around here with your family?” Franny asked shooting off another personal question. Ren nudged her with his half folded wing and then folded it neatly back onto his back. Quit asking such personal questions. It’s not like you’ll meet him again The lion said, a hint of irritation in his tone. ” You don’t know that” Franny said looking into his crimson red eyes. Ren just gave a little huff and sat down on his hunches. His feathers were a little fluffed out, but a small shake of his mighty body set them straight.

[Xander]

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[classy=postingbg]Well, this girl sure was excited. Hyper, bouncy, bubbly. Obviously had no experience in the real world whatsoever. He envied her, in a way, that she could be so carefree. Perhaps he'd get her one of those little bracelets as a sort of apology. He didn't make much, of course, but a purchase would soothe things over with the owner of the stall... He started to ask her, but she cut him off yet again- and she called him Alex. His eyes narrowed frostily, and his hand darted to the hilt of his sword. "Insolent little brat." Muttering darkly, he took a threatening step forward. Who knew what he might have done, if Kori hadn't decided to interfere. Next thing he knew, the creature's body was darting around him, forcing itself between its Rider and the poor girl who might have been ripped limb from limb. All amusement was suddenly gone from the sapphire eyes in a rare moment of seriousness, as the otter scolded its Rider. Alexander Frost! You are not going to hurt some poor little girl for shortening your name wrong!

[/i] The elf snapped at the dragon angrily, some spluttering insult that made no sense at all, and then the Beast was once again laughing. For someone with a reputation for being so cold, you sure get flustered easily~![/i]

The rage died in an instant, replaced by embarrassment. "She started it..." He whined, which brought on yet another wave of laughter. Deciding that he'd had enough of looking up at the girl- no, at Franny, she had a name now- the soldier transferred his gaze to his feet, staring at them like they were the most interesting thing in the world. Shifting his weight from foot to foot, he muttered awkwardly. "Xander." Whether or not she understood the meaning of the word, he didn't really care. He was more than ready for his little social outing to be over, and he wouldn't be unhappy if he never saw this Franny again.

Her first question was never heard, over the distraction that was Kori, but the second he heard loud and clear. His head snapped up to stare at her, eyes suddenly narrowed in suspicion. He could feel his Beast tensing, though this time its attention was focused purely on the strangers. "You're not from around here, are you?" Xander questioned coldly, hand once again drifting towards his sword. Surely, any loyal citizen of the Light King knew of the Frost boy's betrayal- or at the very least, had heard of General Frost's death. Who was she, to never have heard the rumors?
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oh dear, you've pissed him off, now. XD

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[Franny]

Ren jumped to his paws as the boy took the step forward, but his Beast Kori beat the lion there. It was a good thing he did or else Ren would have ripped an arm or two off the kid. Franny wasn’t dumb either, she had noticed he didn’t like how she called him Alex. “Sorry Xander I did mean to offend you. Here let’s start over.” Franny took a step back and closed her eyes. She stood there for a few moments, and then she opened her golden brown eyes and took a step forward to where she was standing before. “It’s nice to meet you Xander, I’m Neka, but I prefer to be called Franny.” She had a friendly warm smile on her face and her hand was out stretched again for a hand shake. She rarely gave out her real name because she really didn’t like it. This was her way of showing him that she too had issues with people calling her by a certain name.

Ren shifted on his paws again a little wary of the body, but the lion was calming down again. He was pretty level headed, except when it came to Franny he could snap in an instant. Reluctantly he sat back down with his crimson red eyes still glued onto Xander. Just try to do that again… Franny heard the lion mumble, but ignored the rest of his grumbling. She looked around then back at Xander when he asked if she wasn’t from around here. “Nope, I just wander around every where.” She said triumphantly like it was something she was proud of. “I think this the first time I’ve been here.” She added. Franny didn’t really know much about what was going on around the country. She didn’t know who the Dark Elf King was or why the Light Elves were fighting against him and his kingdom. I fact she could care less about that stuff. All she really wanted was not to be alone and that was why she loved Ren so much, even if he could get annoyingly over protective.

[Xander]

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[classy=postingbg]She'd... start over? "Can you even do that?" Xander asked his Beast, perplexed. Kori simply laughed. I'm liking this girl more and more every minute! He purred, amused, before bumping his Rider forward. Be polite! Go on, shake her hand!

[/i] Obviously disconcerted, the elf obliged, taking Franny's hand for the second time that day. Social interactions would never cease to baffle him...

* * *

All traces of confusion and hesitation were gone in a moment. Sad as it was, this was what he lived for- fighting, defending his kingdom. He was in his element now, and it showed plainly through his newfound confidence. "Come now. You can't possibly think I'd believe that. A little girl, all alone, never having set foot in the kingdom?" Even the mischeivous otter seemed to agree with the sentiment, holding its head higher to stare down the lion. 'Specially with the war.[/i] He chirped, and Xander nodded sharply. "Yes, especially with the war going on. You'd be dead meat, wandering the wilds by yourself." He glared at the girl with thinly veiled hostility, hand automatically drifting to the hilt of his sword.

The otter-dragon unwound itself from its Rider, slinking to the side in a discreet attempt to isolate the strangers from the rest of the crowd. Though its wings stayed neatly folded and it showed no other signs of aggression, its sapphire gaze never left Ren. Xander could take care of himself, of this the Beast was certain, but a fight here would likely injure innocents- a risk not even the obnoxious otter was willing to take. His Rider, meanwhile, stepped forward toward Franny, reaching out as if to grab her wrist. "Come along. You've got to have family around here somewhere." He seemed, to all intents and purposes, to be speaking to a small child. Quite ironic, considering that she was a good eight inches taller, but hey. He was older, and besides, there was no way this hyperactive kid could be more than eleven or twelve... Right?
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[Franny]

“I use to live in a tiny village far away from here.” She said scratching her cheek. “Its really only been Ren and me traveling around.” She still had a smile on her face, her mouth closed not showing her teeth. She was oblivious to their cautious movements, but Ren wasn’t. He clearly saw Kori slip of to the side so as to isolate them a bit from the crowd. Once again he stood up onto his large paws. His crimson eyes watched the two carefully and he moved a little closer to Franny. In that movement he accidentally bumped into Franny a little. She looked at him and pushed him away. “Give me some room Ren, the streets big enough.” The young girl said a little annoyed.

Hey, their acting a little weird, He said looking at her. She dismissed him again like she always did when he was being the overprotective paranoid lion he was. Franny listened and as he tried to grab her wrist, she pulled her hands over her head with another smile on her face like it was a game. With him being shorter than her, holding her arms up would make it difficult for him to grab her wrist. “Don’t be silly, I have no family. Ren’s all I got.” She said that with a smile still on her face. Usually it bothers people when they said they didn’t have family or when they were talking about a close person who passed away. Yet she still had her normal smile like it didn’t bother her that her parents were dead.

Franny hadn’t really know her parents because when was very little, her firepowers went out of control and the house burned down. She couldn’t really remember them so their deaths didn’t really have a big toll on her emotional state. The villagers raised her outside the village and ere absolutely terrified of her. She came to accept that one day they might even kill her. She was alone until she met Ren. Living in that kind of environment had twisted her personality just a bit so that now she looked at everything positively no matter what it was. “It isn’t that odd for us to be wandering around. Ren is very powerful and smart, plus I have firepowers. Bandits and wild animals are nothing to us.” Franny said with triumphantly, her arm was positioned in a flexing to “show” her strength. It was true Franny could use firepowers, but she still had problems controlling it, but Xander didn’t need to know that right now.

[Xander]

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[classy=postingbg]"Let's see if I got this straight: you used to live in a tiny, obscure place in a land far, far away, which I could never possibly have heard of, have got no family to speak of, and you just had the luck to run into a massive powerful beast that served your every will?" A single skeptical eyebrow slithered its way up Xander's face. He retracted his hand -there was no way in hell he was jumping for this girl- but continued to stare at her, eyes narrowed in suspicion. Even he, the emotionless one, got slightly upset when talking about his family. And both his parents had died honorable deaths, no accidents involved! There was no way she could claim to have nobody, and still keep grinning. It just shouldn't be humanly possible. Which left him with one of two possibilities- either she was insane, or she served the Dark King. Neither option could possibly end well. You can't be serious? She's a little girl!

[/i] Kori butted in on his thoughts, causing the soldier's eyes to flicker in his direction. "Take one look at me and tell me height can't be deceiving." The otter simply snickered. Ha! You admit it! You are freakishly small![/i]

"I said no such thing!" Xander protested indignantly, sending the beast into another round of giggles. Yet, before the poor boy could be aggravated any more, Franny was talking again. Something about her having fire powers? "Hmph. You are a magic user, then." He grumbled softly, his dislike for the girl growing by the minute. A dry laugh echoed through his head in reply. Despite what you seem to think, not all magicians are evil. In fact, I think you're the only elf I've ever seen with a distinct dislike for the art.

"I'm just being careful, is all."

Careful? You're bordering on paranoia there, bud.[/i]

"Being paranoid is my job, numbskull!" The soldier snapped, though this time he spoke aloud by mistake. Teal eyes met sapphire in a brief battle for dominance, though it was only a few moments before both parties turned away. The child-like elf huffed, turning his full attention back to this 'Franny' in an attempt to judge her. He didn't much care for fire, but surely she wasn't a horrible threat?
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[Franny]

“Pretty much, my village is located somewhere in the neutral lands. I can’t really remember where it is ‘cause I probably never be allowed back. The way she was wording things wasn’t making her situation any better. “Oh, and Ren doesn’t really ‘serve my every will’. He’s like an overprotective father to me, so I guess I could say he’s my family. He can get very bossy and most of the time he doesn’t let me do things a want to do.” She said crossing her arms. She shifted he weight to one leg like some “sassy” pose looking at the lion. Well it’s not my fault you always get into trouble Ren’s voice came with matter-of-fact tone. He had relaxed a little, but he was still standing. She watched the two in front of her as it was clear they were having an internal argument. She would wait until they were done so that she could continue the conversation. Ren nudged her and Franny looked into the lion’s gentle crimson red eyes. Lets go Franny. Its clear to me that he suspicious of us. I think it’d be best not to stay with them for much longer He said with a soft tone. “Of what? We haven’t done anything.” Franny said placing her small hand on the great leopard printed lion’s head. “I think you’re being too paranoid.” Suddenly Xander snapped at his Beast making both Franny and Ren
jump. The girl looked at Xander a bit confused.

He said it was his job to paranoid, which seemed like a coincidence that he was talking about being paranoid. “They let kids your age get jobs around here? Maybe I can get one, we are running low on money.” That last statement was directed to the lion, secretly hinting that they could buy that bracelet today. Franny was also still in the mind set that Xander was younger than her because of his height. The winged loin stared at the girl for a few moments, and then he sighed and gave up. It was a valid argument and sometimes he found himself pampering Franny sometimes. He nodded and the girl let out a little squeal of glee. Without saying anything to Xander about leaving she bounded over to the same stall that Xander had knocked into. At the moment she just randomly left without telling Xander what she was doing, which was slightly rude, but she didn’t really care much. Ren stayed where he was to show she was coming back. Even if he did walk over to her, she’d still end up coming back to talk more.

After purchasing the bracelet, she walked back over to the young elf boy. She looked very happy, almost beaming with joy that she was able to add to her collection of bracelets on her wrists. It wasn’t like she needed any more, in fact it’d been better if she down sized on how many she had on her wrists. It was a little hobby of hers to get at least one bracelet for every place she visited, whether it was a small village or a large populated city like this market place. Sometimes, however, more wrist decorations would catch her eye so some places she would get more than just one bracelet.

[Xander]

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[classy=postingbg]The girl said something or other about kids his age, and the smaller elf rolled his eyes. He should really set things straight about his height! Yet, before he could say anything, she was gone. Teal orbs watched her carefully, though when she began to talk to the owner of the jewelry stall, he relaxed a bit. Closing his eyes, he allowed himself some time to ponder what she had said. She wouldn't be allowed back home, eh? What could she have possibly done, that an entire village of people would kick out a little girl to fend for herself? Something almost similar to pity flickered within him, though it disappeared as his more rational side took over. She must have done something really horrible, then! There could be no room for pity upon such a monster... But then she had gone and joked with her Beast so cheerfully. Whoever this girl was, it appeared that she was perfectly light-hearted about the whole thing. What was the deal? Though he liked to think of himself as intelligent, this simply stumped him. This Franny seemed so happy, and yet something about her just seemed off. His instincts had never let him down before; maybe he ought to turn her in. Go find another soldier with a bit more experience and just be done with the whole encounter. But you won't!

[/i] Kori chirped, amused by his Rider's confusion. You're too afraid of being wrong![/i] And for once, Xander didn't have a comeback. What was there to say? It was true. He'd finally managed to get back a scrap of his former dignity and reputation, and he didn't want to risk losing it. Of course, he didn't want to risk innocents getting injured, either, but what was he to do? Just play along with her. Keep an eye out, but don't be so darn uptight.[/i] The otter-dragon crooned softly, reaching out to nudge the elf with his snout. Perhaps he had a point.

Thus, when Franny returned from her little shopping trip, Xander refrained from pointing out her rudeness as he so longed to do. Instead, he crossed his arms in front of himself and grumbled at her. "Kids my age, huh? Did it ever occur to you that I might just be short?" A broad grin split the otter's face at that, which the elf pointedly ignored. "For your information, I happen to be sixteen."[/classy][/td]
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[Franny]

Franny was too busy admiring her new addition to her collection that she missed what Xander had said first. Her golden brown eyes left her wrist decorations and she looked at the shorter boy. Sixteen? She walked over to him a placed a hand on his head, her small pale, yet warm, hand placed . She leaned down so that she was now eye level with the boy, inches away from his face. She really didn’t know the meaning of personal space sometimes. “Who would’ve guessed you were two years older than me.” She said as her golden brown eyes stared into his bright teal eyes trying to decide whether or not she would believe him. She stood back, her hand now no longer on his head, and looked back at Ren.

Would he be mad now that she had spent some of their “precious” money on a trinket she actually didn’t really need. “And most people say I’m short.” Franny walked over to Ren. “I can probably still get a quick job here.” She said to the lion. He did a little nod and looked at the other Rider and his Beast. He wasn’t sure what they would do about Franny since she was explaining things so difficultly. Sometimes the lion wished he could explain things to the random people so they didn’t get so confuse, or in this case so suspicious.

Franny swung around to face Xander again a friendly smile on her face. “You wouldn’t happen to know any good places that are hiring fourteen year old girls for about a week or so around here?” She asked. Franny may act very childish and random most of the time, but when it came to work and earning money, it was almost like she was a more mature and responsible person. She was very serious when it came to working and would try her very best to get things done correctly.