[ when credence barebone leaves his mother's home he doesn't have many prospects for work. anything he qualifies for either won't support him or has openings that only go to people from higher social brackets than the one he occupies. there's no way that he'll concede and go back to his mother. he'd rather die on the street. he does odd jobs to pay for the cheapest temporary housing he can find as he looks for more permanent work endlessly. going door to door, following leads, trying to ask people where he can go. he goes to bed exhausted and often times hungry but he's too stubborn to back down. weeks pass into months and he's getting discouraged. credence just doesn't have the constitution to work hard labor every day for the rest of his life.
it's one day that he buys a newspaper and goes through it that he thinks he might have found something. a small advert asking after a tutor for the son of a widower that lives outside the city - outside any surrounding towns. it includes room and board along with further pay besides. credence is lucky - a scholar had stayed in the house his mother uses as a combination charity and boarding house for two years and had taken the time to teach credence things he would never have been able to learn otherwise.
when he questions some of his friends about it one of them tells him that the advert's been up for two months and no one's taken up on it because the house is haunted. credence decides that he doesn't care about ghosts, he cares about surviving. he sends a letter in response to the advert and receives a reply so soon that his head almost spins. he's hired, sight unseen. credence spends a number of days doing endless work and buys two neat suits, a grooming kit, several simple and soft ribbons, and gets a haircut. he can't afford new reading glasses, but he can make do with the ones he has for now. this is how he ends up before the manor on sprawling grounds with his small case in hand. it'd been a long carriage ride but it had given him time to think everything over.
he wears a simple dark blue suit that compliments his skin tone and dark eyes and a matching ribbon ties back gentle curls out of his face. once the door opens and he's ushered in, his life changes - forever, he thinks. his new employer is stern and exacting but not cruel and his new charge learns quickly and is well behaved. it's such a relief to have a place to sleep, to eat, to not have to worry. credence replaces his glasses after two months, slowly builds up his clothing sets as needed over the months afterward.
it's been six of those months now and he's comfortable in his station, taking care of his work carefully and meticulously. he's done for the day after having spent a number of hours sorting out lesson plans for the next two weeks. he'd dined on his own in the study he's been granted for this express purpose and now he's put it all away so that he can head up to sleep. credence is quiet as he moves; he has no wish to disturb anyone and simply wants to get to his room and rest. ]
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it's one day that he buys a newspaper and goes through it that he thinks he might have found something. a small advert asking after a tutor for the son of a widower that lives outside the city - outside any surrounding towns. it includes room and board along with further pay besides. credence is lucky - a scholar had stayed in the house his mother uses as a combination charity and boarding house for two years and had taken the time to teach credence things he would never have been able to learn otherwise.
when he questions some of his friends about it one of them tells him that the advert's been up for two months and no one's taken up on it because the house is haunted. credence decides that he doesn't care about ghosts, he cares about surviving. he sends a letter in response to the advert and receives a reply so soon that his head almost spins. he's hired, sight unseen. credence spends a number of days doing endless work and buys two neat suits, a grooming kit, several simple and soft ribbons, and gets a haircut. he can't afford new reading glasses, but he can make do with the ones he has for now. this is how he ends up before the manor on sprawling grounds with his small case in hand. it'd been a long carriage ride but it had given him time to think everything over.
he wears a simple dark blue suit that compliments his skin tone and dark eyes and a matching ribbon ties back gentle curls out of his face. once the door opens and he's ushered in, his life changes - forever, he thinks. his new employer is stern and exacting but not cruel and his new charge learns quickly and is well behaved. it's such a relief to have a place to sleep, to eat, to not have to worry. credence replaces his glasses after two months, slowly builds up his clothing sets as needed over the months afterward.
it's been six of those months now and he's comfortable in his station, taking care of his work carefully and meticulously. he's done for the day after having spent a number of hours sorting out lesson plans for the next two weeks. he'd dined on his own in the study he's been granted for this express purpose and now he's put it all away so that he can head up to sleep. credence is quiet as he moves; he has no wish to disturb anyone and simply wants to get to his room and rest. ]