Post by Lilian on Feb 13, 2008 23:12:30 GMT
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~Danny
Account E-Mail: Edited Out!
Name:
Lilian Darcy
Nationality:
American
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath?:
United States
Character History:
Lilian was a typical Southern young lady from the beginning. Her family was well-to-do in Georgia and came from a long line of Plantation owners. It was a quaint life, being a country belle on a big plantation with servants and those doing work for her when she didn't need to do it herself. But, that didn't appease Lilian. It wasn't the life she was searching for.
She was the youngest of five, four older brothers and one little girl. As the only little girl, she was pampered and sheltered, but Lilian had questions. She wanted to know what was beyond the plantation, how the world was outside their acres of land. Her brothers were different, they loved the life they led, but Lily felt constricted. Being paraded around in dresses and being coy and smiling all the time, it just didn't satisfy any of her desires for life. She wanted to learn, to teach, and to help people. Life on a plantation, in their tiny space of land, it didn't make her happy, and neither did the prospect of getting married.
Her family, still being quite old fashioned expected her to do her duty as a woman and keep a house and have children. They had even selected her husband for her. The son of a family friend, Robert DuPres, was the candidate. He owned some sort of textile business and was quite wealthy, and a good deal older than her. While she was only eighteen, he was thirty. Lilian found herself wishing she was somewhere else and despised their forced courtship. Robert was quite interested in the young woman, but Lilian did not reciprocate these feelings.
At twenty, she got up the gumption to go to the city as an "experience." Accompanied by her elderly great aunt, Lilian went to Atlanta with the intention of finding something else to do with herself. On an afternoon stroll, she managed to lose her grandmother and Lilian, armed with one valise of clothing and enough money to get her away, Lilian ran away from home. She boarded a train towards the North and got off in Boston. She found her way to the nearest Catholic hospital and solicited a job there. She didn't have many skills due to her soft upbringing, but she learned fast.
The nuns didn't give her much time to make mistakes, and they were a strict bunch. In return for food and board she was working as a nurse. They trained her and soon enough Lilian was working as well as everyone else in the hospital. Her favorite patients were the children, but she would work wherever she was assigned. She never really got asked about her past and no one from the South came looking for her up North so she was safe, that was until the war began. At that point, Lilian knew exactly how to handle herself. She was going to enlist. She would sign up to go over seas and help the men. No one would find her there.
The Sisters at the hospital thought it was a fantastic service to her country and gave her a string of Rosary Beads, a Bible, and a stationary set to write back to them. It meant a lot to Lilian, being so taken in by the Sisters at the hospital. She went willingly, deployed to Europe after the Americans landed and was stationed in a military hospital. It was surely different than what she was used to, far busier and a lot more bloody.
It was a hard transition to make for her, seeing as though with the Sisters of Mercy she was inclined to help those who were suffering, but in this situation, there just wasn't time sometimes. When the areas are quiet, she'll talk to the wounded and offer some comfort to them, but it's not looked upon nicely by some of her superiors. Her bleeding heart makes it hard for her to deal with the deaths, but it is war and she has to come to terms with that. She's formed friendships with some of the men and along with her fellow nurses, has on more than one occassion done her fair share of flirting. With her soft Southern drawl and charming demeanor, it isn't hard to see why she would go about doing something like that. Not only is it fun, but the it cheers up spirits, which can get pretty low in the hospitals sometimes.
She has no intentions of returning to Georgia in the near or far future and refuses to even mention it. She has a fear that people might let her location leak out. Even after four years of being gone, she has a strange fear her family is still looking for her and if they found her would take her away. It's unfounded, considering her entire family is under the impression that she has died by now, but it still haunts her. She'd never want to go back to Georgia, especially if Robert is waiting there.
Military Rank:
Nurse [Private]
Writing Sample:
Lilian looked around the hospital. It was strangely quiet. The beds were empty and only a few other nurses milled about, talking in hushed tones to one another. Keeping to herself, Lily continued on her round about the building, checking for patients or loose charts that would need to be put away. The second floor of the building had a few patients who smiled to see her. One with his leg slung up in a sling waved and smiled while the other, an older soldier nodded to her and said "Mornin' Sarah," softly. He had a head injury and tended to call Lilian by his daughter's name.
She didn't mind the confusion. It made him smile and Lily was only happy to oblige if it made one more wounded soldier's day better. He had told her that he wanted to go back home to Mississippi and go back to his normal life. Lilian could understand. The pictures he carried with him showed a lovely family. A beautiful wife, a fine young son (married with three children of his own), and a daughter, Sarah. Sarah was a beauty, as far as Lilian was concerned. She was rather honored that she would be confused for the pretty girl. But, he would go home and have his family waiting for him there, probably with banners and honors galore from his small town.
There weren't many soldiers from Georgia that she had run into, a good thing though. If they knew her family, which wasn't hard to do - they were quiet wealthy, she would have a lot of explaining to do, not that they could convince her to go back. They probably would have congratulated her if they knew the story. But, whatever the case might have been, Lilian passed through the ward and smiled at the two patients, greeting them with the morning and keeping an eye out for charts. But, something happened. Something odd.
Turning her head towards the windows, she thought she heard something out in the distance. The young nurse walked over to the window and peered out, seeing sparks flying over the horizon, outside of town. The sounds (louder when she opened the window) were gunshots. There was fighting outside?! Lilian always got a white hot fear running through her chest when it came to hearing gun shots. That meant more wounded - and more wounded invariably meant more death. Those poor young men! But, she couldn't fret too long, she could already hear the panic building outside on the streets, but to keep the patients calm, she shut the window and started closings blinds. Danny, the younger soldier with the slinged up leg knew the sound though, she could tell by the palor of his face. "I'm sure it's just warning fire," she assured him as she walked by, gently brushing his shoulder.
She wasn't sure at all, but it was best to say it to keep the recovering sated. She wouldn't want them to panic. As for her, she had to hurry her arse downstairs and be ready to intercept the wounded if there were any. She anxiously stood in the pack of nurses behind the medics, already getting suited up just in case. There wasn't much hope that it would only be friendly fire, but Lilian clutched the Rosary beads she kept in her pocket and murmured a prayer, it seemed logical, being that He was the only one who could feasably interfere in a situation like this.[/size]
~Danny
Account E-Mail: Edited Out!
Name:
Lilian Darcy
Nationality:
American
What Army will Your Character Serve Beneath?:
United States
Character History:
Lilian was a typical Southern young lady from the beginning. Her family was well-to-do in Georgia and came from a long line of Plantation owners. It was a quaint life, being a country belle on a big plantation with servants and those doing work for her when she didn't need to do it herself. But, that didn't appease Lilian. It wasn't the life she was searching for.
She was the youngest of five, four older brothers and one little girl. As the only little girl, she was pampered and sheltered, but Lilian had questions. She wanted to know what was beyond the plantation, how the world was outside their acres of land. Her brothers were different, they loved the life they led, but Lily felt constricted. Being paraded around in dresses and being coy and smiling all the time, it just didn't satisfy any of her desires for life. She wanted to learn, to teach, and to help people. Life on a plantation, in their tiny space of land, it didn't make her happy, and neither did the prospect of getting married.
Her family, still being quite old fashioned expected her to do her duty as a woman and keep a house and have children. They had even selected her husband for her. The son of a family friend, Robert DuPres, was the candidate. He owned some sort of textile business and was quite wealthy, and a good deal older than her. While she was only eighteen, he was thirty. Lilian found herself wishing she was somewhere else and despised their forced courtship. Robert was quite interested in the young woman, but Lilian did not reciprocate these feelings.
At twenty, she got up the gumption to go to the city as an "experience." Accompanied by her elderly great aunt, Lilian went to Atlanta with the intention of finding something else to do with herself. On an afternoon stroll, she managed to lose her grandmother and Lilian, armed with one valise of clothing and enough money to get her away, Lilian ran away from home. She boarded a train towards the North and got off in Boston. She found her way to the nearest Catholic hospital and solicited a job there. She didn't have many skills due to her soft upbringing, but she learned fast.
The nuns didn't give her much time to make mistakes, and they were a strict bunch. In return for food and board she was working as a nurse. They trained her and soon enough Lilian was working as well as everyone else in the hospital. Her favorite patients were the children, but she would work wherever she was assigned. She never really got asked about her past and no one from the South came looking for her up North so she was safe, that was until the war began. At that point, Lilian knew exactly how to handle herself. She was going to enlist. She would sign up to go over seas and help the men. No one would find her there.
The Sisters at the hospital thought it was a fantastic service to her country and gave her a string of Rosary Beads, a Bible, and a stationary set to write back to them. It meant a lot to Lilian, being so taken in by the Sisters at the hospital. She went willingly, deployed to Europe after the Americans landed and was stationed in a military hospital. It was surely different than what she was used to, far busier and a lot more bloody.
It was a hard transition to make for her, seeing as though with the Sisters of Mercy she was inclined to help those who were suffering, but in this situation, there just wasn't time sometimes. When the areas are quiet, she'll talk to the wounded and offer some comfort to them, but it's not looked upon nicely by some of her superiors. Her bleeding heart makes it hard for her to deal with the deaths, but it is war and she has to come to terms with that. She's formed friendships with some of the men and along with her fellow nurses, has on more than one occassion done her fair share of flirting. With her soft Southern drawl and charming demeanor, it isn't hard to see why she would go about doing something like that. Not only is it fun, but the it cheers up spirits, which can get pretty low in the hospitals sometimes.
She has no intentions of returning to Georgia in the near or far future and refuses to even mention it. She has a fear that people might let her location leak out. Even after four years of being gone, she has a strange fear her family is still looking for her and if they found her would take her away. It's unfounded, considering her entire family is under the impression that she has died by now, but it still haunts her. She'd never want to go back to Georgia, especially if Robert is waiting there.
Military Rank:
Nurse [Private]
Writing Sample:
Lilian looked around the hospital. It was strangely quiet. The beds were empty and only a few other nurses milled about, talking in hushed tones to one another. Keeping to herself, Lily continued on her round about the building, checking for patients or loose charts that would need to be put away. The second floor of the building had a few patients who smiled to see her. One with his leg slung up in a sling waved and smiled while the other, an older soldier nodded to her and said "Mornin' Sarah," softly. He had a head injury and tended to call Lilian by his daughter's name.
She didn't mind the confusion. It made him smile and Lily was only happy to oblige if it made one more wounded soldier's day better. He had told her that he wanted to go back home to Mississippi and go back to his normal life. Lilian could understand. The pictures he carried with him showed a lovely family. A beautiful wife, a fine young son (married with three children of his own), and a daughter, Sarah. Sarah was a beauty, as far as Lilian was concerned. She was rather honored that she would be confused for the pretty girl. But, he would go home and have his family waiting for him there, probably with banners and honors galore from his small town.
There weren't many soldiers from Georgia that she had run into, a good thing though. If they knew her family, which wasn't hard to do - they were quiet wealthy, she would have a lot of explaining to do, not that they could convince her to go back. They probably would have congratulated her if they knew the story. But, whatever the case might have been, Lilian passed through the ward and smiled at the two patients, greeting them with the morning and keeping an eye out for charts. But, something happened. Something odd.
Turning her head towards the windows, she thought she heard something out in the distance. The young nurse walked over to the window and peered out, seeing sparks flying over the horizon, outside of town. The sounds (louder when she opened the window) were gunshots. There was fighting outside?! Lilian always got a white hot fear running through her chest when it came to hearing gun shots. That meant more wounded - and more wounded invariably meant more death. Those poor young men! But, she couldn't fret too long, she could already hear the panic building outside on the streets, but to keep the patients calm, she shut the window and started closings blinds. Danny, the younger soldier with the slinged up leg knew the sound though, she could tell by the palor of his face. "I'm sure it's just warning fire," she assured him as she walked by, gently brushing his shoulder.
She wasn't sure at all, but it was best to say it to keep the recovering sated. She wouldn't want them to panic. As for her, she had to hurry her arse downstairs and be ready to intercept the wounded if there were any. She anxiously stood in the pack of nurses behind the medics, already getting suited up just in case. There wasn't much hope that it would only be friendly fire, but Lilian clutched the Rosary beads she kept in her pocket and murmured a prayer, it seemed logical, being that He was the only one who could feasably interfere in a situation like this.[/size]