#nora.

[hxartlcss]

closed starter for nora | @icedruins

" you know , everyone around here looks like you've kicked a puppy most of the time , so what did you do , what's your crime ? "

[dilvtedd]

you’re not from around here , are you? i figured because you totally just missed  ELEANOR “NORA”  NASH-HERRERA  walking by. don’t tell me you don’t know who SHE  is/are ? they kind of look like RUTH NEGGA and i could be wrong but i think that they might be FORTY-SEVEN years old right now. they’ve been living in palmview for the last TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS. and i don’t know if anyone has ever told them this before but they kind of remind me of MIRANDA BAILEY from GREY’S ANATOMY. if you stick around the town long enough you might catch them in action working at SEAGLASS HEIGHTS HOSPITAL as a CHIEF OF SURGERY. you see this town isn’t really that big of a place, some folks like to call them the  LEADER of Palmview! they took a liking to the name too after a while, go figure. oh crap, they must have heard me yapping. they’re coming this way. i got to warn you though, rumor has it they can pretty SARCASTIC at times. i wouldn’t take it too seriously though, from the times i’ve spoken to them they seemed pretty HARD-WORKING to me. we see each other all the time since they live in that THREE BEDROOM residence beside me over in MANGO BAY LOFTS #1A. i better leave you to it. it was nice meeting you!  

TRIGGER WARNING:

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒.

name: eleanor olivia nash-herrera nicknames/alias: nora

faceclaim: ruth negga

age: forty-seven gender: cisfemale sexuality: bisexual date/place of birth: november 12th | london, england currently: palmview grove, fl

positive traits: hard-working, intelligent, graceful, well-mannered negative traits: self-critical, sarcastic, rigid, defensive astrological sign: scorpio

𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘.

eleanor olivia nash, named after her grandmother, was born and raised in london to a pair of tenured professors who valued intelligence over everything. well, in all honesty, it was as if nora was raised by nannies in their family home when she wasn't with aunts and uncles and it appeared that her parents could not be bothered to interact with their own daughter. she stopped trying to understand why it was she who wasn't enough by the time she was seven, focusing on her books and her hobbies instead.

some might be shocked now that nora was once a quiet child, but around her teachers -- nora felt comfortable speaking up. she loved learning, and constantly required a new challenge like a sponge that could never quite seem to fill. when there was a sign that their child may be showing signs of higher intellect, her parents began to watch even closer. perhaps, because in some way -- their child was superior to others around them. that seemed to be what they cared about: superiority.

at first, nora found herself happy that her parents were taking some kind of interest in her. but, overtime -- she came to truly understand exactly why. thus, she found herself becoming a far more hardened soul. she kept to herself, and dedicated herself to her studies in a way that would make any parent jealous, but it had become a coping mechanism.

when she finally graduated from high school ( as valedictorian, of course, much to her parents gushing pride ) -- she had accepted a scholarship to study in the states. not only was it an honor, but in nora's eyes, she knew she could finally escape. thus, she became a british transplant as she called it in miami, florida, turning the page.

she's always been the kind of person to keep her circle small. anyone who got close enough to know her would describe her as introverted, but she was certainly able to put on a mask in particular social settings. some would call her graceful and elegant -- while others would call her biting and quiet. and yet, the difference in attitude was mainly because she was scared to let someone close enough.

it's in college where she meets valé, who seemed far different from anyone she had ever met. he was far softer with her than anyone had ever been, and it terrified her at first. and yet, she found herself slowly falling head over heels -- and something in her heart knew that this was the beginning of something special. they stick by each other's side through their respective undergraduate degrees -- before the chaos of medical school begins. and yet, through everything, valé was always there. devoted and supportive in a way she never believed she deserved.

and then came the prospect of marriage -- something that for some time she never considered for herself. and yet, when valé drops down to one knee, she doesn't hesitate to say yes. because for the first time, she could truly say that she couldn't picture the rest of her life with anyone else. and then there was another part of her that realized something else -- she trusted him to stick by her side.

ever the career woman, it takes some time to balance marriage, general life, becoming a mother of two and work -- but she gets there at some point. sometimes, she couldn't help but pause and look at her life and wonder what she had done to deserve it all. neurosurgery required plenty from her, but she had an incredible home to come back to.

it had always been important to her that despite her demanding schedule, nora was going to be the mother that she never had. her children would only know her as loving them exactly as they were, without any hesitation or conditions. she may not speak to her own parents any longer except for the occasional phone call, but she always wanted to be present in her kids lives.

now, with two grown children and a house all to themselves -- it's like valé and nora find themselves falling for each other all over again. and yet, another change comes when nora is promoted to chief of surgery. there's a part of her that's astounded. and yet, at the same time -- she knows that it's everything she's been working for. she is now in charge of overseeing departments, the next generation of medical professionals -- now at the top of the heap.

𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒.

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[sweetlilies26]

IM SORRY NORA WHAT?????

also here’s the post from my throwaway anti-grok acct that has no revealing details on me (literally) for those who dont have the dead bird app anymore

[ofwrxth]

+ JACOB / ARMORY / JAN. 2

In the aftermath of the New Years Day liberation, Hollow Cove buzzes with activity. New wolves and vampires register at Town Hall and supplies get reallocated. Nora's tasked with helping inventory weapons again but takes it in stride. Relief had filled her at the sight of her brother returning and, for Tammie and Hazel's sake, the sight of Ryan and Leo too. She knows it could've gone much differently, and though they didn't find Cece or Amaris, it seems like others were.

Nora adjusts the drop bag full of weapons, about to push open the armory door when she hears voices. One, in particular, catches her attentions. She hovers by the entrance, prepared for a terse shift filled with bickering when she hears the tai lend of their conversation and a name. No Nate. Maybe next time. Sorry, man. Frowning, Nora's mind combs through an inventory of names and faces, drawing a blank on a Nate just as the door opens. Mason pushes through, giving her a wave and a hey, Tammie, before walking away.

Scoffing a bit, she hauls the bag up again and walks into the armory with a bit more of a quiet demeanor than usual. She nods at Jacob, patting the bag in her arms. "Uh, got more to inventory..." Nora begins, without quip or snide remark. She sets the bag down beside Jacob and unzips it and it's then she debates whether she should remain silent. The alternative is to let curiosity get the better of her, and like any Jones, the latter wins. She casts a sidelong glance in his direction. "Who's Nate?" @manybcdthings

[mistrxavfoxblog]

The atmosphere, as always, was electric. Komodo was fairly packed with people out to enjoy their friday night, not to mention the great drinks, dancing and party factor the only club in town provided. Xavier was no exception of course. This place was one of his regular spots, a hunting ground for pretty ladies to have fun with and take home, or the occasional handsome male that swung his way. He had been on the dancefloor for a while, walking towards the main bar to get some refreshments, when a eerily familiar laugh made its way to his ears, making him momentarily freeze in his spot. Oh no. Oh hell no.. Slowly turning, he cought sight of his sister at the bar, talking to some tall good looking drink of pure sin.

Quickly, the drinks he was going to get and the girls he had been dancing with was long forgotten. With poorly disguised briskness, panic simmering like a tight string in his chest, Xavier strode over, inserting himself between his sister and the stranger. "Piece of advice man, walk away. She's not available." he said in a clipped voice, his expression cold and dangerous. Making it very clear he would make the guys night hellish if he did not piss. off. Luckily, he was one of those individuals who did not want trouble. Raising his hands up and drifting away without a word. Turning back to his sister, Xavier's demeanor changed to one filled with immediate concern. "Nora. Are you alright?" he asked, trying to gauge just how late in her night he'd intercepted this.

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[ohwynne]

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[huntedvideo]

'things didn't go exactly as planned, but uh... i'm not dead, so it's a win,' @intoknives.