04-23-2019, 10:20 AM
・゚✧  Ellie was most definitely one for celebration. When growing up, she'd always been around a family who took holidays very seriously; Christmas decorations were usually up almost before November had even rolled by, for Thanksgiving the entire extended family often found themselves in the Rose's abode to celebrate together, and Easter was more to her religious family than giving baskets of candy to children or dyeing hard-boiled eggs.
She'd sat down with the kids to help them decorate their eggs, a soft smile playing on her lips as she watched Henry shaking the egg. "What color do you want to dye your egg?" She asked Ida, reaching her hand out to pull closer a bowl of whatever color she wanted. "Uh... Pink!" She exclaimed, Ellie pulling the bowl of pink dye over to the young girl. As Ida busied herself with getting her hands messy with dye, Ellie peered over at others sat around, dyeing eggs themselves. She found her attention focusing on a man, evidently struggling as he fumbled about with his work. "Do you need any help?" She asked Addy, cracking an amiable smile his way.
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❃ elinor catherine rose // ellie, elliekins, pumpkin, rosie
❃ female // she/her
❃ twenty eight // ages real time // born eighteenth june
❃ member of flintlock lodge // formerly member of the carbines
❃ joined FL - thirtieth december
❃ third march - promoted to representative of FL
❃ eighteenth march - promoted to senator of FL
❃ currently an animal caretaker for her work with horses
appearance.
❃ faceclaim - lili reinhart
❃ voice claim - lili reinhart
❃ 5'5ft // graceful hourglass figure // well-built
❃ pastel green eyes and wispy blonde hair
❃ physical health - 100% // current injuries: none
❃ mental health - 92% // suffers from an anxiety disorder
personality.
❃ gentle but nervous disposition // soft-spoken but not necessarily sheepish
❃ altruistic and optimistic // an introvert at best
❃ empathetic towards anyone and everyone, especially animals and babies
❃ very persistent and enthusiastic in certain situations
❃ shows a child-like naivety and innocence
❃ sensitive to criticism or any negativity
❃ emotionally conflicted // self-conscious
❃ way too trusting and emotionally attached to particular people
❃ briefly shows a headstrong and stubborn side to her
relationships.
❃ franklin rose x linda rose // both deceased
❃ one older brother and one older sister // harrison & penelope
❃ exclusively heterosexual
❃ currently dating daniel
❃ ex-fiance of mickey serge // still in love with him
❃ five horses; juniper, leonidas, buchanan, ringo and cinders
❃ puppy mom to laurel, hardy, gasket, bijou and benji
❃ pregnant to a baby girl
interaction.
❃ storage // plot
❃ physically: easy // mentally: medium
❃ owns a pistol but often doesn't keep it on her
❃ will much prefer peace over violence but will use her gun for self-defense
❃ very squeamish and sensitive about the idea of hurting others
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She'd sat down with the kids to help them decorate their eggs, a soft smile playing on her lips as she watched Henry shaking the egg. "What color do you want to dye your egg?" She asked Ida, reaching her hand out to pull closer a bowl of whatever color she wanted. "Uh... Pink!" She exclaimed, Ellie pulling the bowl of pink dye over to the young girl. As Ida busied herself with getting her hands messy with dye, Ellie peered over at others sat around, dyeing eggs themselves. She found her attention focusing on a man, evidently struggling as he fumbled about with his work. "Do you need any help?" She asked Addy, cracking an amiable smile his way.
[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family:raleway; font-size: 12px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 4/8]basics.
❃ elinor catherine rose // ellie, elliekins, pumpkin, rosie
❃ female // she/her
❃ twenty eight // ages real time // born eighteenth june
❃ member of flintlock lodge // formerly member of the carbines
❃ joined FL - thirtieth december
❃ third march - promoted to representative of FL
❃ eighteenth march - promoted to senator of FL
❃ currently an animal caretaker for her work with horses
appearance.
❃ faceclaim - lili reinhart
❃ voice claim - lili reinhart
❃ 5'5ft // graceful hourglass figure // well-built
❃ pastel green eyes and wispy blonde hair
❃ physical health - 100% // current injuries: none
❃ mental health - 92% // suffers from an anxiety disorder
personality.
❃ gentle but nervous disposition // soft-spoken but not necessarily sheepish
❃ altruistic and optimistic // an introvert at best
❃ empathetic towards anyone and everyone, especially animals and babies
❃ very persistent and enthusiastic in certain situations
❃ shows a child-like naivety and innocence
❃ sensitive to criticism or any negativity
❃ emotionally conflicted // self-conscious
❃ way too trusting and emotionally attached to particular people
❃ briefly shows a headstrong and stubborn side to her
relationships.
❃ franklin rose x linda rose // both deceased
❃ one older brother and one older sister // harrison & penelope
❃ exclusively heterosexual
❃ currently dating daniel
❃ ex-fiance of mickey serge // still in love with him
❃ five horses; juniper, leonidas, buchanan, ringo and cinders
❃ puppy mom to laurel, hardy, gasket, bijou and benji
❃ pregnant to a baby girl
interaction.
❃ storage // plot
❃ physically: easy // mentally: medium
❃ owns a pistol but often doesn't keep it on her
❃ will much prefer peace over violence but will use her gun for self-defense
❃ very squeamish and sensitive about the idea of hurting others
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