Noele Beyser [Luxembourg]

[Noele Beyser]

Name: Noele Beyser

Age: 23

Class Taught: Mathematics

Off-campus Occupation: Fashion advisor

Likes: Shopping
Designer Clothes
Shoes
French food
German
Cute things

Dislikes:
Getting dirty
People who interrupt her
Big animals
Unfashionable things
Being called short

Personality:
As one may assume at a first glance, Noele has a very sweet, gentle atmosphere about her. She’s almost always with a cheerful smile upon her lips and a little bounce in her step. She’s always dressed in a very fashionable, often designer, clothes, and almost always manages to carry herself with a refined elegance and carefulness that only the most lady-like can maintain.

Due to having been raised without a mother, or rather, any kind of motherly figure, Noele has developed a bit of an odd..motherly complex. She’s constantly wanting to take care of and ‘mother’ others; not every single person, but those she thinks need a mother-figure...or simply those she finds adorable. Becoming a great mother to those who need (or don’t need) one; Its one of her greatest wishes in life. Through this, she tries to fill that little void in her that’s always been there, nagging at the back of her mind. She’s often found fawning over animals or people that she finds cute; sometimes asking if she can adopt them, or even just asking them to call her Mutti.

Also because of how she was raised, she has quite the violent streak.. Most people wouldn’t think her to be anything but a sweet ‘little’ girl.. However they are terribly mistaken. In complete contrast to her outwards appearance, Noele is a rather violent person. There is no “correct them softly” for her, unless you happen to be the other kind of unfortunate to make her want to play mommy. Being the only girl in an all male household made for a pretty rough childhood, so much so that she now has no problem with putting someone in their place if need be. And sometimes, even further beyond that, when the glimmer of sadistic tendencies she has shines forth.

For all her spunkyness and wanna-be-mommyness, Noele is..a crybaby. Though she tries her hardest to appear strong and sturdy, she can’t help but break down in tears when under a lot of stress from time to time. Never in front of anyone, though. The blonde is quite sensitive to other’s words, and though she’ll often ignore or brush off any negative comments, its often hurting her on the inside. Unfortunately, she will rarely admit anything of the sort to anyone; so due to her own stubbornness, she winds up suffering through things on her own. But with a smile on her lips.

History:
Noele was a child born of an affair. Being the child of a sin, her mother’s husband wouldn’t stand for such a shameful reminder in their house. So, before she could even say “mama”, her own father had come and taken her away to live with him. Though it was difficult for him to, being the high status man he was, he had plenty of help in raising her...Only, not a single female servant or maid around. It was simply the law of his house; no women allowed, for they were only distractions to staff..and himself. So when he showed up with this tiny, baby girl in his arms, the entire house was shocked.

And thus, to keep true to the house rule.. Little Noele was raised as a boy for the majority of her childhood. She ran around with the servant’s sons, fought with them, got beat up by them, and in turn, over time, began to beat them up as well. She became a wild tomboy, with a huge soft spot for anyone younger than her; constantly wanting to take care of them. She was constantly lingering around the medic’s section of he house; watching how he would treat a fever or bandage a scraped knee or set a splint. All so that she could try to take care of the little boys she played with, all on her own. The only thing she knew of her mother, was that she was a nurse; and she wanted to hold onto that idea for as long as she could.

However, even a tomboy has to become a woman at some point in her life.

Once those wondrous changes began to occur, her father began to realize that he could not allow her to continue her boyish, rambunctious ways. If he did, she would surely become the talk of the town; and not in a good way. So at 12 years of age, he threw out all her old, boy’s clothes and brought her a whole new, lady’s wardrobe. Much to his surprise, despite all her previous behaviour, Noele fell into the roll of not only a proper, but a beautiful lady. It just came so naturally to her, that her father couldn’t help but become the proudest man in the world. Almost as if she was born to play the part.

Sample Post:
“So.. The thing is.. I.. I-I really like you, Miss Noele.. And I..”

While the beautiful Luxembourger’s face remained with one of her signature, happy smiless, one slender brow raised up to hide behind her long, straight bangs, “And..?” She asked, simply smiling up at the much, much taller male.

The boy shifted nervously under her gaze, looking everywhere but Noele’s face, “I..Wanted to ask if you would be my girlfriend..” He finally admitted as he dared to sneak a peek down at the girl’s face; only to be rather surprised that her expression had not changed at all throughout his entire confession. Not even a blush.

“Nein, sorry cher. I’ll give you a hug, though~?” She cooed, smiling briefly as she curled her arms around the boy’s neck and pulled him in for a hug; holding onto him tightly and affectionately petting his hair as if he were a small child. The boy flushed a dark red and squirmed slightly though he tried not to pull away or make her let go.

After a few moments, she released him and tilted her head to the side with her same bubbly smile, “Maybe another girl will like you one day, ja?. But that’s not me, cher, sorry.” She smiled for the first time before ruffling his hair and turning on her heel to continue on with her shopping trip..

OOC; Carr, you guys know everything by now xD

[Matthew Williams]

Self-approved via Lele, eh~!