Appearance: About 4'3", and normal weight. She's got medium length dark blonde hair with dark brown streaks in it, falling about four inches past her shoulders. She frequently braids it; in a single, plain braid down her back; over her left shoulder; two, simple plaits of french, on the sides; etc. Her eyes are dark blue with a lighter, mroe grey ring around the pupil.
She's got a cute, short, and narrow nose, heart-shaped lips and around chin with a dimple. Her skin is deeply tanned and dotted with freckles from hours in the sun.
Personality: Crys is pretty smart for an eight-year-old, seeing and understanding more than most people think she does. She's pretty friendly, and happy to follow directions. She always wants to help people, and is often the Gardener's first choice to show newcomers the ropes and help them feel at home.
She doesn't always say what's on her mind, not because she's afraid to, but because she has trouble putting her innermost thoughts into words other people will understand all the time.
Bio: She was taken from a mall when she was four. She had lost her parents and the Gardener found her. Thinking that he was going to take her home, she followed him to his car. He told her that her parents sent her to a type of special boarding school. After years of thinking this and not knowing anything different, she believes that this is what the world is like, and doesn't remember a lot from before.
Name: Juilette (Jules)
Looks: Jules is around 2'4", small for her age with a light, healthy build. She has narrow shoulders. Her hands are small and her fingers are short.
Jules has Cri Du Chat syndrome, she looks abnormal. Her jaw and head are small and her top row of teeth extend over her bottom in an over bite. She has a round face with full cheeks and low set ears. At the inside corner of her eyes are small flaps of skin. Her nose is normal except for the fact it looks a bit flat. Her dark blue eyes are wide and large in her small face and look like huge puddles of brown blue.
Jules hair is black and curly it goes to the nape of her neck, she keep it short in a pixie cut. It sticks out because of it's curls and especially when she gets up in the morning. Her eye brows are slightly thick and her eye lashes are semi-long and kind of thin.
Personality: Jules is hyperactive and can be rather aggressive because of her condition, this also leads her to have violent random tantrums at even small things. She has impaired speech because Cri Du Chat effects her larynx and it makes her difficult to speak, she also is a slow thinker and motor issues. Her impaired speech and motor skills makes Jules act frustrated a lot when she can't communicate what she wants and when people don't understand her.
Jules can come across as angry, especailly for a three year old, but she also can be really sweet and innocent. She doesn't make friends too easily because of her communication sills but she can be quite friendly and kind when not in one of her moods.
Jules is pretty tough she has issues but tries to push past them and act normal, she not one to milk her disabilities and use them to manipulate people. She likes helping people and actually secretly likes to sing.
Bio: Jules was kidnapped just a few weeks ago, two to be exact. She was born with Cri Du Chat syndrome and spent her first 7 months in the hospital getting some heart defects fixed. Jules mother was single and worked a lot, Jules was left in the care of her elder brother Edison a lot. Her brother was 14 when she was born and wasn't the most responsible person ever leading to several accidents when Jules was little. When she was 2 the house they were in at the time burned down because Edison left the stove on and had put the paper napkins to close to the flames.
After the house burned down Jules and her family were in and out of homeless shelters, her mothers various boyfriends, and safe houses. When Jules was 2 and 11 months she was sent to the hospital again after having heart problems, she went through surgery again and was kidnapped while recovering in the hospital.
((Yay!! Let's start when the Gardener is bringing Jules in. :) ))
Crystal was just picking up the bucket of fish food when she heard her name being called. She turned to see the Gardener walking towards her, carrying a small bundle in his arms.
"We have a newcomer today, and when she wakes up I'd like you to show her around."
Crystal nodded. "Sure." Kids were always asleep when they came. Probably from the long trip, she thought, not knowing that the Gardener gave them sleeping pills.
She followed him into the house, to the left wing, where the girls slept. He lay the girl down on a bed and left, ruffling Crystal's hair as he went out.
Jules started to wake up, she kicked her legs and waved her arms, yanking the blanket off her she sat up and looked around, confused. She looked around at the room she was in and wiped the drool off her face, another part of her conition was excessive drooling it annoyed her.
"'i!" she said when she another girl there with blonde hair. The girl looked older than Jules, Jules grinned at her and waved. Jules climbed off the bed, or more of jumped off, she couldn't reach the ground.
Jules walked over to the other girl and looked up at her, knitting her eye brows together. Jules realized she was hungry,
"Fo''." she said, trying to say food.
"Foo?" Crystal schrunched up her nose. "Foo yourself." She pulled an old chest in the corner of the room open and eyed the girl quizzically.
"What are you anyway, size three?"
Jules stomped her foot,
"Fo''!" she insisted louder, like that would help, she stared at the girl, trying to get her to understand by just glaring,
"Fo''!" she repeated again, poking her stomach, trying to communicate she wanted food.
Jules ignored the question of what size she was, she didn't know or care, her mommy and Eddie put her in whatever clothes they found and Jules usaully didn't pay attention to what size they were.
Crystal tossed the clothes she'd been pulling out back into the chest. She frowned slightly at the little girl, trying to decipher what she meant. "Are you hungry?"
Jules had been getting more frustrated, when the new girl threw the clothes back in the chest. Why didn't this girl under stand her?
"Are you hungry?" the girl finally asked. Jules nodded quickly, she kept her eyes on the girl.
"Fo''" she repeated again, more forcefully this time, she wanted food now and was very hungry from the long trip.
"Normally we're only allowed to eat at meal times, and it's still two hours until dinner." Crystal said, getting up. "But since you just got here, we can make an exception. Come on, the kitchen's this way." She held the door open and gave the girl a smile.
"I'm Crys. What's your name?"
Jules walked past Crys and out the door,
"'Ul'z." she siad in response to the question. Jules stopped when the entered a long hall way, she looked down it and around at the doors that scattered in a seeming randome pattern on the wall.
Jules looked up at Crys, waiting for her to hurry up and show her to the food. She tapped her foot impatiently.
"Ools...Jules?" Crys led the way down the hall, turning left and down a stairs. It was much cooler down here, underground. There were no windows, but it didn't matter. It was cheerfully lit and usually smelled wonderful, with the kitchen down here.
Jules looked around, they were in a nice smelling warmly lit room. She snifed it smelled like fresh baked bread and other foods. She wandered around the room trying t find where the smell was coming from and get at the food.
Jules found her way into the kitchen and satrted opening cabinets that she could reach.
((I need to go in a few minutes.))
"Lisanne!" Crystal called to the fourteen-year-old girl standing at a huge wooden table, cuttin vegetables. "Ools here wants some food. She's new."
Lisanne appraised the new girl. "It's just pots and dishes down there." She told her, seeing that she was opening up all the bottom cupboards. She opened up a higher cupboard that was full of little round buiscuts and took down two, set them on a plate, and spread strawberry jam on them.
"Here." Lisanne set the plate on on end of the table and gestured to the chair. "Leave the plate on the table. I don't want it broken." She said with a smile. So many of the little kids wanted to wander off with their plates for some reason.
Jules stomped her foot again when she heard what Crys had called her,
"No ools! 'Ul'z!" she snapped. She went over to the table and climbing up on a chair started to eat getting jam all over her face and hands as she did so. She looked at Lisanne, the girl who'd given her food and watched as she cut the veggies up with a knife/.
((OK, On Saturday I will be gone for a lot of the afternoone-evening, I'm not sure how much I'll be able to get on, probably some in the morning-ish time))
"Right." Crystal said, plopping down on a chair. "Anyway, curfew is at nine for anyone under thirteen, and ten for everybody else. So you've got to be in bed by nine O' clock. Breakfast is at seven-thirty, and it ends at eight, so don't sleep in. Lunch is noon to one, and dinner is six-thirty to seven. Normally, you aren't allowed in the kitchen other than mealtimes unless you're on dish or dinner duty, which you won't be for a few more years." She counted off the rules on her fingers.
"Got all that?"
Crys had been talking way to fast. Jules looked at her blankly after she finished. Jules wiped her face with her hands, which didn't help get the jam off and just spread it around.
"'Ufoo a' 'i'e." she said slowly, "Fi's' fo'' a' se'en 'ir'y." she added, she couldn't remember anything else. Jules looked at Crys and waited for her to repeat the information.
Crystal grabbed a hand towel off the counter and wiped Jules' face for her. "Don't worry. You're going to be with me all week, or at least until you've got all the rules down."
Jules let Crys wiped her face off and then jumped off the chair, taking her plate she put it on the counter. She then started to wander off, she didn't wait for Crys to follow her and honestly didn't even check to see if she was coming before she started off down a hall way to explore and find other people and things.