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.:Name:. Rose Fletcher
.:Nick Name:. Rosie (close friends and family)
.:Rank:. Lower-class
.:Age:. 24

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.:Physical Appearance:. Rose stands at 5'7" and is a rather slender young woman. She has pale skin and blue eyes, and her red hair is often pulled back and up to prevent it from appearing unkempt and messy due to it's wavy texture. She wears simple clothing, plain dresses that have been mended and stitched by her own hands on numerous occasions. 
.:Height:. 5'7"
.:Portrayed by:. Eleanor Tomlinson

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.:Personality:. Rose has a kind heart and nature, her mother taught her the value of showing kindness to others and being respectful of others. She is generous with what she has, despite it not being much and would not see another person suffering. She was always taught by her mother that no matter how little she has, there will be someone who has less, so there is always room to help someone who might need it. 

She also has the ability to anger quickly, her mother always joked that her red hair should've been a clear warning of what was to come when she was a child. She wears her heart on her sleeve in a sense and is not afraid to say exactly what is on her mind if the situation calls for it. Unfortunately, if someone has done something so deeply upsetting, then she doesn't really care about hurting their feelings, because they clearly did something to deserve it.

Rose also is extremely stubborn, wanting to do things for herself and refusing to accept help from anyone who might offer it. She views herself as more than capable and finds herself very reluctant to accept that she cannot do something- even if her mother has told her that the action of asking for help is not a shameful one.

.:Skills:. She has learned a great many practical skills such as sewing, reading and writing. This enabled her to get a job whilst she was still quite young and help her mother out. 
.:Weaknesses:. She is "too emotional" and she does not always think through the consequences of her actions. She has a habit of pushing people away, rejecting help when offered it and insisting that she has things under control- even if that couldn't be further from the truth. 

| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |

.:Birthplace:. England
.:Family:. Mary Fletcher (mother, deceased), relatives in Ireland that she has never met nor knows the current status of.
.:Occupation:.  Seamstress
.:History:. Running away to England at seventeen was not her brightest idea, but Mary Fletcher desired more from life than living under her father's control and if she had stayed in Ireland, she knew it would be a miracle if she managed to escape. She sought a better life for herself, being the third born of eight and seeing first hand how difficult it was to feed so many hungry mouths, Mary wanted nothing less than to continue in that life. Her father would probably have her married off to a man his age and she would be having babies of her own before long- she hated that idea. So she did the only reasonable thing that she could think of and fled the country, she never looked back.

Unfortunately, being in England without a job or family to fall back on, was not the glamourous life that she had envisioned. With no income and few job prospects, Mary found herself in a workhouse before long. It was not how she thought she'd be living in London, but she had a roof over her head and food in her belly and that was as much as she could hope for. A place like that though, it wore you down, crushed your soul and broke your spirit. Mary stayed a year in that place before she could not take it any longer and left.

When the alternative is living on the streets, and being at the mercy of any who might happen across you sleeping in a doorway. Mary did what she had to, and found work in a local brothel. She found family there, or as good as. The women there looked out for each other, and she knew that however the rest of society looked upon them, that she was among good people, who were trying to do what they could to survive when they had been born into the world with nothing. 

It was devastating. When she found that she was pregnant, and told that she either needed to 'take care of' the situation or would lose her job and with it, the home that kept her dry and fed. She got all kinds of unsolicited advice from the other women, but she could not fathom the idea of doing anything that might harm her child, and she would not abandon it to live life in an orphanage or workhouse either. Vile places.

She left London and settled in a small town where she could raise her child. Her daughter was born later that year and she was able to keep a roof over their heads by securing a job in a local shop. Rose spent much of her time as a young child in the homes of neighbours, generous enough to watch over her whilst her mother worked. They never had much, but there was never a shortage of love in their little house and Rose was lucky that her mother had a support system that enabled her to work and care for her whilst she was young.

Rose was fortunate whilst she was growing up, she learned to sew among other skills that would prove invaluable later in life. However, her life was far from easy, growing up in poverty, she had to work when she was still a child to help her mother out- she did so willingly, not wishing to make life harder for her mother than it needed to be. But this also meant that Rose had to grow up quickly, so she learned to do as she was told, keep her head down and work. 

Life had never been easy, but through it all at least she had people who loved her around her. Until she didn't. Her best friend left and shortly after, her mother fell gravely ill. This marked the start of things truly feeling bad for the first time that Rose could remember, her mother was unable to work and so they lost her income and she struggled to juggle the demand to bring in her own income and the desire to stay home and nurse her mother back to health.

Her mother's health took priority. As it always would. They had a little savings, and Rose figured this would be enough to tide them over until her mother recovered and got back on her feet. Wishful thinking, really...

It soon became clear that no matter how much time and effort she put into caring for her mother, she was not improving. If anything, she was deteriorating with each passing day. She required medicine, and they simply could not afford it. It became clear to Rose that her mother would die, if she could not find a way to get her the medicine that she needed, and she was not willing to allow that to happen, not if she could do something to prevent it.

It turns out men will pay almost any price you name, if they are desperate enough and they like the look of you. She did what she had to do to secure the money required for her mother's medicine. And it still wasn't enough. Her mother passed away days after receiving the medicine that Rose felt certain would cure her of her sickness. It almost broke her, to lose the one person in the entire world she had left...

But she would not be broken, knowing that it would be the last thing that her mother would want. For her to lay down and die, it would be the ultimate insult to her memory. So Rose went back to work, and continued to live for that reason. But returning to that empty house every night, that was once filled with warmth and love and now sat empty, it was just one more reminder of how alone she felt.

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.:Name or Online Alias:. Seren
.:Your Pronouns:. She/Her
.:Are you 18+:. Yes
.:How Did You Find Us:. I was already here and bellabled into this character.