baudelaire, arabella rose

"her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high."

FULL NAME. arabella rose baudelaire; ara, bella

AGE. twenty-five

OCCUPATION. doctor

SEXUAL ORIENTATION. heterosexual

ASTROLOGICAL SIGN. taurus

PERSONALITY TRAITS. easy-going, determined, stubborn, down-to-earth, reserved, clever, self-reliant, guarded, gentle, sympathetic, sensible, patient, loyal

HOMETOWN. vancouver, canada

FAMILY.
francis baudelaire: father, fifty-five, surgeon
charlotte baudelaire: mother, fifty, anesthesiologist
aimee baudelaire: sister, twenty-two, college student



OOC ALIAS. brindle

GENDER. female

OTHER CHARACTERS. not yet

FACE CLAIM. emilia clarke

Kylie found herself wandering to the park more and more often these days. It was like an escape for her. An escape from her back-stabbing twin, an escape from the betrayal and pain, and an escape from the man who would never love her the way she loved him. The sun on the horizon sank lower into the sky as the minutes passed by. Her hair flowed out around her as the breeze started to pick up, it ruffled her shirt and made her shiver. Goosebumps crept up her bare arms as she made her way down one of the winding concrete paths of the park. She drummed her fingers against her legs as she walked; she sighed and wondered why life had to be so difficult and painful. Without pain then love wouldn't matter as much as it does, she reminded herself. Love was supposed to be treasured and pure and kind, not torturous and so full of agony. Well that's just the way life is, so deal with it! She growled in her mind. Her negativity was just making things worse than they already were.

Kylie found herself wandering to the park playground; she let out a little laugh, realizing that she wanted to be a kid again. When she was a kid there were no worries like the ones she had now, she wasn't so stressed all the time. Her sister and her were best friends and she had someone to confide in, someone to trust and someone that would listen to her. She smiled when her eyes landed on the swings. There was someone already occupying one of them, he looked to be about her age. Kylie strode over and with a sigh sat down in the swing next to him. Looking at his expression now, she wished she would have just sat on another swing. Kylie knew that expression all too well; it was one that she herself wore a lot. It meant that you wanted to be alone, to be able to get away from everything or even just have some quiet time to think about random things. She opened her mouth about to say something then thought better of it and continued to stare at her feet. She wondered what he was doing here, if he was feeling the same emotions that stabbed at her chest every day. Another light breeze picked up and Kylie squinted up at the sky. The sun was still sinking, soon it would be dark and she would have to return to home. She peeked at the stranger from the corner of her eyes; she hadn't seen him around much and wondered if he was new to town. The town was pretty small so she knew almost everyone or had at least seen everyone's face.