Giving a home

[Yare]

We found a husband

Name: Adnalus
Age: 12
Description: The size of a small seven or eight year old; short black hair, blue eyes, and very thin; childlike. (Rather bad) Picture here http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/c...us--Colour.jpg
Background: Adnalus' father had been hoping for a boy; when he found he had a daughter instead, he couldn't quite bring himself up to be happy. When she was three months old, convinced she had a language disability, he moved her to the basement and allowed her mother to see her for one hour each day, plus feeding, and told everyone else she was dead. As she got older, he would beat her whenever she made a sound so that she wouldn't embarass herself with her "disability". Secretly, her mother taught her how to read and write, and shortly after Adnalus' twelfth birthday, helped her escape. Now, Adnalus is looking for a home, but finds it hard without the ability to communicate.

Hope we have fun!

Rules:
- Type properly - please no short formes, and obey the rules of grammar
- Keep it civil, PG-13 at least. No excessive swearing (try not to use
anything much worse than "damn"), and no violence towards other
characters
- No religion (praying, crosses, etc.)
- Please try not to mention Twilight

[Yazoo]

Name: Delilah Void

Age: 29

Personality: Delilah is generally calm and her thoughts can sometimes be unreadable due to her facial expressions sometimes being different from her thoughts. She can be nice, alas, she can also be less nice. She's not naive and will not tolerate anyone walking over her. She bites back when she needs to, yet she won't lash out unnecasarily. She likes to cook but hates to clean so the often lets the dishes of three days pile up before dumping everything in the dishwasher.

Extra: Delilah is a young woman who left her parent's house not too long ago, having stayed with them until she was 27. She works at an office, doing administration for a company. She likes going out to the mall to shop for trinklets she doesn't even always need, then comes home and wonders why she bought it. She has a brother called Martin, 23, but due to him living in another town they only keep in touch over phone now and then.

Delilah has a cat which is called Valentine. He's gray with green eyes and would jump atop of anyone that enters the house for attention.

Delilah also has a husband which is currently away for buisness and, due to being in a different country and the costs being too high if they were to call each day, just about out of reach.

She likes children a lot, but due to several problems with her health, her uterus has been removed and thus she can't have any children of her own.

She has been thinking of adopting one, but her husband and her agreed to wait until after he finished the buisness trip so that they can look for one together and shower it will all the affection the child will deserve.
Because of her unability to conceive any kids herself, she has a weak spot for children in trouble or in pain and it's only rarely that she would leave them like that if it is in her power to change it.




NOTE: The husband is done like this in case someone were to want to enter this RPG as well. You'll be able to enroll the RPG easily like this, without having to pretend to know everything.
Interested?
Send a PM to Yare with your character sheet.

[Yare]

There she is.

That's cool. I'll start.

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The rain pounded harder. Somewhere in the distance, thunder boomed.

The girl shivered. She'd wedged herself in between a garbage can and a wall, but the rain had soaked through her clothing and the building was hardly shelter. She bit her lip in an effort to stave off hunger.

A sound made her look up. There was someone there.

[Yazoo]

She curses lightly as she tries to shield herself from the rain with her umbrella. Really, those things just don't help! Well, at least she's almos home.
As Delilah nears her house she notices something, wedged in between a wall and a trashcan. A child? Momentarily ignoring her struggle with the umbrella against the rain, she moves to the child to take a better look.

[Yare]

Adnalus uncurled slightly as she saw the woman. She looked dry...well, drier at least. She grabbed the woman's coat in one hand and pulled herself up.

[Yazoo]

Delilah blinks as she watches the child hoist herself up by her coat before leaning down slightly.
"In this kind of weather, shouldn't you be home?" She asks, brushing some stray strands of blonde hair out of her blue eyes.

[Yare]

Adnalus looked down. She'd been told that a lot lately. "Shouldn't you be home?" everyone asked, and walked away in a huff when she couldn't respond. Right now, Adnalus had no idea where she should be.

She looked up at the woman again, pleadingly.

[Yazoo]

Delilah blinks again, tilting her head to the side slightly.
"Are you lost?" She asks, wondering why she didn't get a reply. However, in this kind of weather it's not surprising one would get a sore throat, so the just assumes that is the reason why the little girl isn't replying.

[Yare]

Adnalus nodded quickly. She had no idea where she was. She wondered if the woman could lead her to some place warm.

[Yazoo]

"Where do you live?" Deliliah questions "If it's around here I can take you?"

[Yare]

Adnalus wondered how she could possibly answer. Slowly, she shook her head.

[Yazoo]

Delilah runs a hand through her hair. She figures that if the child won't answer they won't be getting anywhere any time soon, however as the weather is bad...
"Come, I'll take you to my house to warm up and change into something dry." She smiles, holding out her hand.

[Yare]

Adnalus, excited, took the woman's hand. She stayed close, partly to stay warm and partially to make sure she didn't get lost again. She almost ended up hugging the woman's arm, her fear abating.

[Yazoo]

Delilah smiles, lightly patting the child's head before she opens her coat, lifting a side to cover the girl as much as possible before she starts to walk to her house, two blocks away from this spot.

[Yare]

Adnalus smiled slightly as she huddled under the coat. She spent half her time looking at the road around her and the other half glancing up at the woman, almost unable to believe it was real.