[center][color=lime][h3][u][b]   K E I R A   W A L K E R   [/b][/u][/h3][/color][sub][@Musaki Hajime][/sub][/center] 
Keira finished setting up the table and took her usual seat beside Cayde. When she first joined the Chroma Knights, she didn't think she would make any friends. Not because she didn't have the ability to... She was actually a very friendly and soft spoken person. It was more because she didn't want to grow close to anyone. Growing close to people meant getting attached. Getting attached meant caring too much. Caring too much would eventually lead to pain. She didn't want to go through the same pain she went through when she lost her father. She didn't wanna cry again, didn't wanna feel like the whole world was against her again. Joining the ranks gave her a purpose. She didn't wanna ruin that.

But despite feeling that way, she was human. And she needed someone to talk to, someone to smile and laugh with, someone to keep the loneliness of being without family away. She eventually warmed up to the gamer beside her. An unlikely friend. Most times, she didn't even understand half of what he played and what he talked about. But she found his company oddly calming. He didn't seem to mind her company as well. And so without intending to and without realizing it, she ended up depending on him.  

She turned towards him to tease him more about his oh-so-important loot boxes and to make a quip about his cup noodles. But the plate she had set in front of him grabbed her attention, the blue geometrical shapes mesmerizing her. She found her mind drifting off again. 

[i][color=lime]"A diamond is a square turned to the side, a rectangle is a square stretched sideways. Why make them separate shapes and give them other names?"[/color] a younger version of Keira asked as she pointed to the different colored shapes that adorned her plate.

Lajos Walker, a tall man with graying hair, laughed. [color=gray]"You can bring that argument to the geometrists. I'm sure they'd have a lot to say to you."[/color] He said as he waved the plate he was holding, his other hand gripping the handle of the frying pan.

Keira laughed as she traced the shapes on her plate with a finger. [color=lime]"I should. Maybe ask them to just call anything with four sides a square, all shapes with three sides a triangle and all without sides a circle. Makes everything simpler right?"[/color] 

A loud shattering sound echoed in the small kitchen as Lajos collapsed onto the floor, the omelette he had just put on the plate splattered on the floor peppered with the broken shards of the plate.

[color=lime]"Dad!"[/color][/i]

Keira sighed as she tried to pull her gaze away from Cayde's plate. Normally, she found it easy to smile, to look at her memories of her father as something to remember fondly but today was a particularly difficult day. And all she could really think of was how she missed him. What if she had done the cooking that day and made her father just relax there on the kitchen chair? What if she had called for help earlier? There were so many what ifs and thinking about all of them made her mood dip lower.