[BRIELLE IVY LOATES]

Brielle Ivy Loates the basics full name • Brielle Ivy Loates nicknames • Bri age • 49 birthday • 29th September occupation • Owns a bar - Ivy's Poison gender • Woman sexuality • Straight the appearance face claim• Jennifer Connelly identifying features• The kind of woman that would call herself plain - jet black, long hair that has never been anything other than straight as a pin, with piercing blue eyes that appear to see everything. She has a fair complexion that does surprisingly hold a tan well. She thinks her chin is a little too pointy, her jaw a little too sharp to be feminine, and she has a plethora of tattoo's on her thighs, up her sides and back, and across her shoulders. the personality likes • * Hard boiled sweets - Ruhbarbs and custards * A cold beer at the end of the day * Having a tidy house - keeps a tidy mind * Sunny days when she can take her motorbike out * Clear skies at night so she can see the stars * Finding fashion bargains in charity shops * Fixing things: she's a surprisingly decent handywoman * Learning: she absorbs knowledge like no tomorrow * Old black and white movies * Chatting to her bar regulars dislikes • * People trying to take advantage of her, especially for being female * Guys trying to smooze her, she ain't got time for it * Pizza's with BBQ sauce for a base * How fast her kid is growing up * Things being out of order or disorganised * Arguments, especially with her daughter (Mel) * Modern music - it's alright but she has to admit she's a sucker for 70s/80s * Politics * Sitting in front of a screen for too long, she gets headaches * Having cold feet strengths • * Handywoman, has decent DIY/mechanical and plumbing knowledge * Versatile and adaptable, able to accept a change in situation and overcome it/fix it * Calm, she doesn't rile all that easily but don't mistake her for passive * Hard working, will keep slogging away until a job is done * Businesswoman, she's run a successful business for many years by herself weaknesses • * Head strong, can be stubborn * Used to being on her own, makes it difficult to let people get a foot in the door * A nice bare of boots, she's a sucker for leather boots * Her ex, he knows how to push her buttons * Her daughter's pleading/sorry expression dreams • * To give her daughter the world, and know that she is happy and safe * To pay off her debts * To see more of the world fears • * Letting a man into her life and ruining what she's built * Her daughter being unhappy * Losing her bar overall personality • strong willed and hard headed, stubborn when she needs to be, has a bit of a free spirit but has always been very grounded - especially once she had her child and knew stability was important, responsible and good with money, intelligent, dry sense of humour, surprisingly does enjoy a good practical joke, loyal and a solid friend to have in your corner, will go the extra mile for a cause she believes in, firm but tries not to be unfair, closed off to protect herself at times, very settled in herself - knows her own mind, confident, willingness to try new things, brave, passionate at times, has a touch of wildness about her and restlessness which seems a conflict to her solid and dependable, responsible nature - has build a stable foundation for her daughter to grow up in and set an example to. the history father • Francis Evan Loates, deceased, former scientist mother • Giselle Marian Loates, 73, aristocrat and etiquette couch siblings • William Henry Loates, 53, lawyer important people • ex-boyfriend - ATREUS KAIDAN CONSTANTINE Melissa's father - Richard Harvey Tremaine, 51, aristocrat hometown • London, England overall history • Bri was born the second daughter to a surprisingly odd family. Her mother was born of blue blood, with parents who had the typical stiff upper lip approach to life, and in particular dating. They could never quite approve of Giselle's match to Francis, though they didn't quite go as far as to cut her off. Bri's mother took after her parents in a way - though softer, sh was a bit of a stickler for rules and manners, and expected her children to behave accordingly. Bri grew up knowing which fork to use for which course, among many other useless things. Her father, on the other side of the line, was a complete disorganised mess of a man. How he had won her mother over, Bri never did quite understand, but when she saw them together it seems to suddenly make sense. He was eccentric, a typical Disney Scientist type, always trying to find cures for obscure diseases or inconveniences. He worked a lot, and growing up, Bri didn't often see him. Her memories of him were mostly a mismatch of the occasional bedtime story or Sunday afternoon dinner, where he would make her laugh and her mother would give her a disapproving look. She was a good kid though, who went by her brother's example of being a good kid - both were top students who worked hard and put in the effort. Her brother had high ambitions to work in law, but Bri was never quite sure what she wanted to do. Every time she thought she'd settled on something, she would look into it and change her mind, or lose interest. It drove her mother mad, who hoped she would simply do the old fashioned thing and marry another Aristocrat, and spend her time raising babies and household chores. That didn't sound for filling enough for Bri though, but it didn't help her settle on a job. She picked up odd jobs as she grew old enough to, trying her hand at a multitude of things from - from waitressing and temping, to flower arranging and mechanics. She picked up a wide range of skills growing up, finding some that she liked more than others, and tucking away a tidy sum of her own money that didn't involve mother's say so. Her world tipped somewhat in High School. Of course it was a boy that turned it for her. She hadn't gone looking for love, but it had clearly been looking for her. At first it was just a silly crush on the boy sitting on her left, and then she found herself looking for him outside of class, seeking him out with her eyes on the school field during Sport, or scanning the tables at lunch time - for no reason other than to just look at him again. Then came the talking, the conversation that started as a trickle and became a flow. She had worried at first that it would shatter her illusions to talk to him, because they'd have nothing to talk about, or he'd just be yet another jock. He wasn't though, and she found all her time taken up by him, her entire world absorbed by him. Naturally, her mother disapproved, as Bri expected. Her father barely knew Tre, with how little he was home and present, and her brother was busy at college, trying to impress everybody. Some of Bri's friends expressed concern for her and how much time she was spending with Tre, but she waved it off, the proof of her dismissal in the several years that they were happy together. Right up until Tre left. He went with a promise that they would make things work, though she had heard all the stories that came with long distance relationships before. At first it did. Bri got stuck into Uni life at Cambridge, putting all her suddenly spare time into her academics. Though still unsure on her path of life, she took an array of classes: Maths, English Literature, History and Business. It was a demanding case load, and her social life took a hit, but with half of her life having been entwined with Tre for the last couple of years, his sudden absence made things tough for her. For a while it worked, and then not even halfway through her degrees it all fell apart. Tre began to grow distant. At first, she put it down to him being busy, and though it niggled at her, she gave him his space and just sent him supportive texts. But when he began to screen her calls and not return her messages, she knew something bigger was afoot. It hurt like hell, but she was miserable and her work began to suffer, which made her resent Tre all the more. The breakup sent her into a spiral. Even though he hadn't been there for her for a while, it still hurt to cut herself off from him for good. Healing took time, but she threw herself back into her work, and gave herself time to get hobbies, finding a balance between work and play, and finding things she actually enjoyed. After her degrees, she went against her mother's wishes and took some time for herself, to find herself. She brought a motorbike, got her licence, and took to the roads. It was there she found herself a sense of freedom, but it didn't last long. Reality came knocking. Feeling lonely, she allowed her mother to coerce her into a romance with an aristocrat who was of high enough rank to be deemed 'worthy'. He was charming, flattering, and he ran a successful business. Bri, still heartbroken, allowed herself to be wooed, even when something at the back of her mind resented it. The rose tinted glasses didn't last long. Once Richard had bedded her, he began to lose interest. It didn't take Bri long to realise that he never really wanted her, just what she could provide him - a pretty face on an arm, a trophy wife, status and money... everything she's always fought hard against. There was just one issue with detangling herself from him - pregnancy. It had never been on the cards for her, but once she'd learnt of the child, she couldn't do anything about it. She thought about leaving without telling him, but it felt off, and so she sat Richard down on an evening she could finally pin him down and told him of the situation. Like the coward he was, Richard pulled back. If ever there had been a more apt show of 'running with their tail between their legs', it was him. He told her that either the child had to go or she did, that he wasn't ready to be a father, that she was doing it to trap him, that she was lying. Everything under the sun that he could use to try and excuse himself. In disgust, Bri happily left, vowing never to ask him for a damn thing. Surprisingly, her mother did not turn her away from the family for having a child out of wedlock, and when she told her mother the truth, she received only open arms and an apology. Naturally, Giselle wasn't thrilled, and she at first attempted to fix things between Bri and Richard, but when she found Richard so resistant, she understood her daughter's difficulties and let it go. Bri meanwhile, decided on a life for herself. She had a child to worry about now, and an idea she had been toying with for some time came to life. Her own bar. Her mother hated it, but it wasn't her money to spend, and Bri put everything she had into a lovely little spot in a corner of the world. It took months to get things up and running, and even after the birth of her beautiful daughter, she didn't have a moment to spare. Ivy's Poison took hard work, elbow grease and a fair bit of sweat and some tears, but eventually it began to start pulling in punters and making money. She set up a home for herself and her daughter Mel, above the bar, and has been there ever since. Not much has changed over the years, aside from watching her daughter grow up far too fast. She hadn't bothered dating since Mel's father, just taking in the odd companion to bed when she needed, and felt a sense of calm come over her from the solid ground beneath her feet. the role player alias • the boss bitch age • the amount of miles Frodo Baggins walked to deliver The One Ring to the fires of Mount Doom other characters • Some, not a lot

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