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Name: Lenore Chadwick
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Occupation: Artist/Whatever is available on Nightshift
Height: 5'9
Weight: 125 lbs
Serum type: Crow
Sibling: Edger Chadwick
Apearance: The first most obvious feature of Lenore is that she is truely and totaly albino...her Eyes red rimmed in pink, Her hair a shade of ivory and so fine it almost seems artificial...as though it were spun from silk... Its long enough to reach past her Butt...she never cut it when she was with her family...it was forbidden... when she moved out it was her first act of defiance...cutting it off just below her shoulder blades... Since then she has let it grow out...and dyes in deep red streaks as though in chalange to those who might be uncomfortable around her and her ghostly appearence.
Her hands a slender, thin fingered. Her Fingernails un-even.
Across her left shoulder there is a burn scar like a splash of water... indeed it was... and from her shoulder to her hip... (if she covers edgar it forms a line where she tried to protect him) there is a knife cut. If you could touch her ribs...you would find them uneven in places...were bones knit together of thier own accord.
Clothing: She hates pastels... she wears Gothic styles both as though to say she clooses to be so pale.. and becuase people tend to shy away from them. She can pretend its not her eyes or her hair.
Personality:If a personality could be likened to deep water...one would pick Lenore... her temper rarely rising.. she has a lifetime of abuse to thank for her severly introverted nature. She abides almost any abuse to herself...but never to her Brother.. her soul...her reason for art and living.
Likes: Hot chocolate, Bacon, cats, soft fabrics, listening to Edgar breath, soft moonlit nights in the country, Warmth
Dislikes: Being cold, being albino, not knowing what it is to see as Edgar can ((being albino she is -terribly- nearsighted and light sensative since sans pigment more light enters her eyes
Background: This background is a bit universal to Edger and Lenore, being siblings she shared her past with him at a young age.

A sliver of Moonlight - a brief window into the past


Lenore and Edgar are, in truth, only half siblings. Lenore was the result of an overly causal highschool fling. There were talks of marrage...of eloping to some romantic location where they would live free of the damning eyes of their family. But Young love is too green...and their Mother.. was not ready to 'settle down' for a boy who was grasping at the slippery ledge of middle management for the town buger-barge.
She decided to keep the child that would be lenore... as much to taunt the boy she left broken hearted at the door of the five and dime...and becuase she had decided she was a "Woman of Liberaton"...fully capable of raising a child on her own.
She was even stunned and delighted at first by her child's milky skin and scarlet eyes. Though after crying and cholic...the delight began to fade. Add to it that her precious Lenore.. was desperatly near sighted...and photophobic as well...a condition that renderd her daughter nearly blind in anything above low lighting.
A girl doomed to darkness.
Abuse...just seemed to flow naturaly out of the growing tention between Mother and daughter...there was no way this crawling, crying white -thing- could be related to her... it started simply...names... the occasional slap.
But it evolved into broken fingers.. bruised ribs and a snow...steady introversion of Lenore's once strong charicter and bright lust for life.

When Lenore was 14....her Mother re-married...
A black man from london...well off and very Handsome.. the true absent minded professor. He introdused Lenore to Edgar Allen Poe...and books on tape. For Lenore couldn't focus on the words of a page...she had to use brail but those were 'too expensive'.
She wasn't hit with him around...she wasn't scolded or called names... and he...he honestly seemed to care about her... he called her a china doll..and bought her her first dress... a long red one from Pennys.. the material was scratchy and it was too big for her.. but she loved it.. becuase he bought her the first gift she rememberd.
When Edgar was born.. she was 16...she was delighted....jelous of her mother's attentions...but fastenated by his nut brown skin and blue black hair...
She would sit by his crib and night and whisper stories to him that she made up while the others slept..
It was too good to last.
Discord was at the heart of thier mutual mother.. too long had she stayed with one man...he seemed...tedious where once he was charming...smug where once he was wise.
Edgar wasn't even a year old when he was sent packing.
The abuse began again not long after...some occasions closer than others...a knife scar running down her back from right shoulder to left hip...a small twin across the back of Edgars hand where he reached out his hand.
A spash of white scar down Edgar's back where the coffee was thrown.. and under the line of his hair...the final straw.. the long curling scar where the plate was broken over his head....he was only 6.

They left that night on the late bus.. Lenore hooded in a sweatshirt, her chest and rear padded to make her look older... him holding her hand and watching wide eyed as they left the small yellow house behind.

Like Yin and Yang...a light soul with dark skin...and a dark soul with light skin. Two halves of one whole... trusting few.. loving each other... looking for home.

(( This is when edger turned 6. the rest of his past from them leaving, until he turned 10 is still being Rped out by Ende and Myself. ))

Story how he got to island:

Unfortunatly to the two of them, They couldnt stay happy for long. Lenore was working odd jobs, and selling off her art to raise money and live in homes with false identities... but they where found out. One of the people that their mother hired to track her children down, spotted Edger. He was walking home from the store with a few of the weekly food supplies. Being followed home the inspector told the landlord of there true identities.. and he tried to turned them over to the inspector. Luckily Edger realized what was happening, and the duo fled for there lives... they barely got out of the clutches of the men.

Unfortunatly this meant they didnt have time to pack up what little belongings they had. They picked up there money pouch, clothing, and a few of lenores art supplies. She wouldnt leave without grabbing one of the paintings she did of Edger.

Fleeing they grabbed the closest bus and went until they nearly ran out of cash... a state or two away.

Realizing they where once again homeless they asked around until they landed themselves in a shelter, once again using different false identities. Unknown to them a certain... 'special' organization watched this shelter. There name was 'Ferel Labs' and they did some pretty shadey stuff around here.

A week or so into there stay at the shelter Lenore was approuched by them, they seemed to be interested in her. They wanted to give her a all expenses paid trip on a boat ride. This seemed odd to her, but she delightfully accepted on one condition... she wouldnt leave her little brother out, he had to come.

They whernt too happy, but the shadey people eventually agree'd.

.. welcome to the island of Dr Moreau.

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