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HISTORY

tw: blood, disease mention

[break][break]One could imagine that even from birth, Guinevere had been seen as a bit...off-beat. The young girl, when a baby, had taken far more of a liking to staying alone and counting tiles on the ceiling rather than even considering making a single friend, though it hadn't taken her too long to forcibly make herself one friend: her younger sister, Eloise - and if she hadn't had Eloise, she would've had no one at all. Her parents were basically absent in her life: her father was absent being a researcher somewhere else, and her mother was a nurse that worked nights, leaving Guinevere to be the only one around to take care of Eloise. However, she still enjoyed it all the same - the girls had only been born three years apart, after all. Yet Eloise had been born even more awkward than Guinevere was, taking her eccentricities into account. A loud, bombastic personality to contrast with Guinevere's laid-back, careless own - one kept the other in line, one stopped the other from getting in over her head - the two were inseparable.

[break][break]As they grew, Elise began to decide upon her dream job fairly quickly. "SISTER, I WANT TO BE A RANGER!" That was all Guinevere heard, day in and day out, the younger of the two taking a shine to imitating Pokemon rangers (with an entirely made-up ranger code and all), though Guinevere herself remained undecided on what she wanted to become - some part of her planning to work in a lab one day as her father before her did, and she was certainly intelligent enough to do so. "FEH! THAT'S BORING, GWEN! YOU SHOULD BE A RANGER TOO!" "But Elly...do ya really think I'd be able to do all that ranger stuff? That's way too much work." "...UGH. YOU'RE RIGHT! YOU'RE WAY TOO LAZY FOR RANGER WORK!" Bickering over simple things like that, going on and on - yet neither seemed to mind, and if they were ever questioned on anything, they simply claimed that that was how they were, and they loved each other all the same.

[break][break]It was all nice and pleasant until Guinevere reached the age of 16. A rare disease, something in Elise's bloodstream, began to act up, causing the young girl to begin bleeding from all over her body - her nose, her ears, her mouth - anywhere where it could get out, it began to pour out. Guinevere was the one to rush Elise to the hospital in tears, and that had been where she stayed ever since, despite the girl's desire to get out. At any rate, the doctors told her, Elise would be wheelchair-bound if she'd ever get out, and even the chances of that were looking slim. Their parents were able to support their daughter being in the hospital for quite a while - but even when their funds began to run slim, the hospital considered exceptions for a talented worker like Mrs. Loriane, and kept Elise in despite their being unable to pay (but it was advised they get more income soon). Feeling desperate, Guinevere turned anywhere and everywhere she could to possibly get a job.

[break][break]This included criminal activity. Minor things like stealing to begin with, selling potions that she'd snatched without paying for lower price than what the pokemart was selling them for, acting hostile to younger children and getting whatever money they could give her, anything she could. That is, up until she was encountered by a member of Team Galactic. Instead of seeming stand-offish and scared (like she felt), she swallowed her fear, and simply asked one question.

[break][break]"Hey, buddy...how would I sign up for your team?"

[break][break]They'd been hesitant and suspicious to begin with, of course, but when Guinevere had begged - outright pleaded to join - and she'd shown her dedication, there was no use turning her away. She clearly wasn't skilled enough to be an officer of the law trying to go incognito, and her story checked out 100%. As time passed, she became more cold. More careless. It wasn't so much doing it for her sister anymore than it was doing for herself - but she still managed to pay the bills on time, and kept her sister in good standing. That was all she needed to do.

[break][break]Even if her actual reasoning was more fun than anything.

[break][break]"I hate to be that kinda gal...but you're in my way. Get out of it before I really get mad. Hehe."