Minty Rimmeid

[Reld]

Your name: Reld
Random fact about you: I like pie. ;D
Other: This is before I've even started RPing anyways, but where Minty was very trusting she is now suspicious of everyone, and everything.

Full name: Araminta Lee Rimmeid
Nicknames: Minty. It's just Minty. Call her anything other then Minty and prepare for... well, just don't!
Birthday: February 19th, 1915
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexual orientation: Straight
Appearance: Minty is one of the smaller individuals. She's nothing over 5'4", small boned from her mother's side and slender. She's pale, a shade of ivory rose. Her skin in thin, translucent, so there are shadows under her eyes she can never quite hide, and you can see the blue veins of blood pulsing through her.
Her face is rather round. She has messily lank auburn curls that are past her shoulders in length, and usually left loose. Her eyebrows are thin and light. She has round olive green eyes, and full lips.

Personality: She has a cool, calm personality and a certain poise about her. It's quite hard to get her mad at you, but if you do manage to set her off you'll definitely find how nasty of a temper she can have. A short time later, however, you'll have her extensively apologizing to you. She's very forgiving, but she doesn't trust many, so don't think you can lure her away somewhere or anything, suspicious men...

She also takes everything too seriously. She never gets jokes. Seriously, she might be polite and remember to give a fake little laugh, but she'd probably just stare at you.
She's practical. And a perfectionist. If something isn't up to her standards, it has to be changed. Thought you did her a favor? She'll have to quietly redo what you did, thanks.

Likes:
:: Order.
:: Notebooks.
:: Green ink.
:: Bittersweet chocolate.
:: Mornings. It's so refreshing to get up at 5am and start your day early.
:: The calm of a quiet place.
:: Playing piano.
:: Any tea, but especially green tea. No sugar, thank you. And you do not put milk in green tea. No no no. Put that AWAY.
:: Cleaning.
:: Cats. Sphynx, the hairless ones, are the best. She has a completely gray one named Farah.
:: Hydrangea flowers.
:: The color green. (Who would have guessed?)
Dislikes:
:: Children. They're unpredictable, don't clean up after themselves, and only look innocent.
:: People who don't face reality.
:: Disrespectful people.
:: Nursery Rhymes.
:: Parades. So much bloody noise! Plus it makes a big mess in the street.
:: Clowns. They act stupid and are scary. You don't know who's under the face paint.
:: Traffic.
:: Lint.

History:
Minty was born in England. Leeds, actually, where her parents grew up, met, and married. She has two older brothers, Mason and Laird, who are twins and were born two years before her.

When Minty was a small child her parents moved them to the hub-bub of London, into a comfortable townhouse on Hine Boulevard.

Her parents were strict, they didn't let their children get away with any crap. Kept them well in line. Minty was taught to be polite and tidy.
Her parents were pretty well off financially, too, but didn't just hand their kids money like some parents. No, they had to work for it.

Minty was expected to keep good grades, so school was basically her only concern. Up until 1930, when her father lost his job and the money stopped coming in.
The bank didn't have any of there deposits, and other than the few hundred pounds Minty's mother had in the back of her dresser the family was broke.

Mason and Laird were the only ones bringing money in, and their employers had cut their paychecks, didn't even pay them half the time. Minty's dad got odd jobs sometimes, and her mum worked with a tailor she knew.
Minty, by 16, was also working. When she turned 18 she got a low-paying job as a typist, and that's where she's been since.