Melanie wishes she hailed directly from France rather than just owing allegiance and citizenship to the country through her mother. Instead, she can pass for a rather wholesome American girl, though she'd prefer this were not the case. She speaks fluent, though vernacular French (often on the phone with her mother, with the occasional and jarring Anglo word thrown in). She possesses disdain for the continent of her childhood. She has also spent time in Switzerland, Egypt, England, Austria, Japan, Morocco, and the Czech Republic. Her passport is highly stamped over and she prefer leaving to staying, no matter where she currently is, which is presently Boulder, Colorado.
She lived most of her life in a town in Ohio so dull that even the name seems to drain the life from her eyes. She is the only acknowledged daughter of two college professors, a condition that forced her to be precociously intelligent in order to compensate at dinner parties.
Like most sane people, life after elementary school was hell for Melanie and she found it best to erect a protective carapace around her more sensitive bits, heart and mind especially. And by this, we mean that she boasts of having broken the nose of some middle school abuser in her class, though this, too, is more to the cause of her toughness than literal truth.
She begrudges the universe that her ADD was not diagnosed and treated much sooner, as it caused her to lose what productivity she could have squeezed out of early adolescence.
She spent her early years cycling though the theological gamut, finally settling on surrealist atheism.
She had her scientific research used in an article that was printed in a scholarly journal before she was eighteen. Incidentally, she was given permission in college to breed a vicious, invasive crustacean with claws covered in fur as soft as a bunny. We can't be certain she didn't engineer this species retroactively to be her minions.
Melanie attended Bard College, where she studied in environmental science. She had previously considered majoring in Japanese, philosophy, and politics, but none really stuck. She will no doubt attain her Master's and Doctorate in this subject. She is currently a graduate student in Colorado, which she pretty nearly hates when she isn't loving it.
She met Xen through a social networking/dating website, both fairly freshly out of the wrong relationships, though she insists the official story should be that they met at a coffeehouse in Woodstock over a mixed up drink order and banter about Eddie Izzard.
After that first date, the two fell into a quick and fond relationship, spending the very next weekend together. Despite some issues, such as Xen crashing his car and her having to leave for the summer twice, they had a strong romantic relationship until May of 2011, when she left him to suss out who she was (currently, Coloradan lesbian hermit). She swears that she still loves him, albeit not with her genitals. They talk several times a week and are usually gushingly friendly.
Birthday: July 17, 1989
Eyes: You'd think brown from a distance, hazel from a quick look, but you'd be wrong. It is like a Russian forest being swallowed in the oblivion of her irises, dark green fading from brown to black.
Hair: Russet and straight, with a copper shine in the right light. Currently, she falls under the unenviable category of "Lesbians Who Look Like Justin Bieber"
Spiritual Path/Religion: Surrealist Atheism
Quotes: "Hipsters don't play RPGs, they play Mario Party."
Divine Dominion Over: French, dead people
Best advice: Stop thinking and start feeling.
Future Profession: Dilettante (are they still hiring?), scientist, mad scientist, and time lord.
Current Profession: Teacher's assistant, wanderer, muck sorter, mussel counter, and time lord.
Best Quality: She may be one of the most intelligent people Xen has ever met. It will doubtless drive her to the brink of insanity, but it is hard to argue that she is a bright one.
Weakness(es): Time, Claritin, her mother's disapproval, board games that are not Candyland, loud sounds, bars, people who don't impress her, people who disappoint her expectations for them, overthinking, tests, ginger snaps (added to throw off her arch-nemises).