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Username: Doctor Jax

Name: Oh, just call me Lily, dear, you don't need to know the whole thing. [[Lily Annemarie Gwendivoir Nementhold the VIII]]

Gender: Excuse me? I think it's quite obvious I'm a woman, thank you very much. [[Female]]

Age: Don't you know it's rude to ask a lady her age? Hmph! [[28]]

Race: British-- anything else, and I'd be a donkey's behind.

Side: Well, considering I'm wearing black and white and I'm not slitting Komui's throat right now... [[Black Order]]

Personality: Now, a woman shouldn't brag about herself. It's awfully rude. [[She is a high and mighty person who happens to enjoy correcting others in way of etiquette and posturing. She's the devil incarnate when it comes to matters of diplomacy, and has a backbone made out of steel. Her words are sharp and biting, but she has a caring side that only appears around the wounded and small children. However, she isn't above reprimanding someone for their actions and has a habit of keeping high standards. Many people are afraid of her because of this intimidating figure of the late British aristocracy.]]

Bio: Well... I guess I could tell you that. I was born to a family of rich share holders in the British empire during the 18th century. My father was a very elitist nobleman, and my mother was the saddest excuse of a rug for a wife there had ever been. My father pushed my mother around like a horse cart, and I gained my iron spine from him. However, he had taught me never to go up against him in any matter, regardless of what it was.

My mother died from tuberculosis when I was twelve years old. It was a sad occasion, and I had my suspicions that my father's biting attitude towards her had much to do with her ill health and demise. She was a sweet woman. I was fond of her. I was raised by a governess who appeared to be the kin of a bean pole, but she had a hand like a washboard. My mouth took more than one beating from a stray word.

As I grew older and into my teen years, I learned diplomacy and politics, as well as gaining a reputation as a fearsome woman with a stare that withered flowers. Many regarded me with fear from my enclosed personality. I did not have many friends, but I didn't need them. I had acquaintances, yes, but that was all.

My father and I had our first argument when I turned twenty. I wanted to go to a college to learn the sciences as well as speech, but my father had said that my place was not among the refined minds of men. Afterwards, I ran away from home. I never saw my father again.

I went to a college and earned my way through it using money from a waitressing job. It was demeaning work, and I hated every minute of it, but I managed, inch by inch, to get the money I needed to take classes. After I finished my bachelor's in General Sciences, Anatomy, and Speech, I was hired by the Black Religious Order to become a secretary for the Science Department. I am now the Head's secretary and personal aide, of which I am not sure I enjoy. However, it is work and that is all that matters.

Regrets: Regrets are for people who look upon the past and dwell within it. [[She is hurt by the fact that she never got to apologize to her mother for never having stood up for her. She also wishes to repent for the deeds she had done to her father. She fears he has already died and that she will never be able to tell him that she still loves him, despite their fight.]]

What keeps you going: I'm not quite sure, really. [[If she really admits it, she enjoys her work as a secretary. It's never boring, and it pays well.]]

Bam, bam, look at me:

Likes:
[.]Order
[.]A cup of tea
[.]Proper grammar and legible handwriting
[.]Meeting a deadline
[.]Correcting others of their mistakes
[.]Being right

Hates:
[.]Disorder
[.]Messes
[.]People who are irrepressibly rude
[.]The smell of perfume [[her mother had loved perfume, and it brings up unpleasant memories]]
[.]Losing control of her emotions

Best friends?: I need no friends.

Weapons: I have learned how to use a gun quite well over the years, and knives are a certain specialty from being a waitress. I have learned how to use basic self defense, having been a lone woman going to college.

Appearance: Lily

Other: Lily speaks with a very thick British accent, and is easily hurt by making mistakes or being insulted. She has a tendency to fight back and is very argumentative.