Nina

Nirabelle “Nina” Fuller is a 25 year old woman. Nirabelle is 5 foot 6 inches tall, with a wide hips, a narrow but soft waist and 34 H cup breasts. Her most defining feature is the heavily scarred right side of her face. On her first day of university a stray petrol bomb from a campus protest hit her right in the face. The right side of her face was heavily burned, including hair right down to the scalp. Her right eye was fully melted resulting in an empty socket. Her remaining hair is blonde wavy and kept in a high ponytail on the left side of her head. Her sole eye is a clear blue. The rest of her skin is a healthy light tan giving her “gal/gyaru” vibe. Her breasts are full and heavy, noticeably outclassing your average woman. Fashion wise Nina likes to be showy, billowing dresses, fancy lacework, frills she loves it all. She generally goes for the late Victorian lady with a modern twist. Most tops or dresses are open with cleavage by necessity of airflow. She isn’t a big fan of t-shirts as her boobs sweat which then drips down to her stomach making a wet spot. Bras aren’t part of her wardrobe, at her size they are very pricey and uncomfortable so doesn’t even both.

Personality wise Nina is “happy-go-lucky” sort taking life as it comes. She is generally cheery and friendly. She is all smiles and collected on the outside but haunted and traumatised by the petrol bomb that disfigured her. She has come to term with the fact that half of her face is disfigured beyond repair. She doesn’t try to hide it though she generally keeps the eyelid over her empty socket closed. She doesn’t bother with an eye patch or glass eye as she hates how they feel. She hates the way people wince upon seeing her and but understands why, though it doesn’t lessen the sting. She doesn’t really have any friends as she was too early in her uni life to have met people and those she knew from school or prior quickly drifted away. She is inwardly quite lonely but keeps a positive outlook. She is generally humble and doesn't think she is better than anyone, this gives her a very approachable demeanour despite her looks. She doesn't like pity or handouts believing in hard work. She doesn't really have an ego as the petrol bomb incident was a major blow to her self confidence. Even 7 years after the event she is still haunted by the event, nightmares though rarer have never truly left her. Every now and then she will wake screaming, soaked in a cold sweat having relived the horrid moment clear as day. On rare occasion people’s reaction to her will weigh too heavy resulting in her taking a day to pull herself back together. She is just a woman like any other wanting the same stability, love and family. Prior to her disfigurement she was attractive so knows the contrast keenly. She doesn’t tend to judge to heavily on appearance knowing how it influences perceptions first hand. She used to be very good at badminton though having lost her eye her depth perception isn’t what it used to be and she dropped the hobby. Nina likes bird watching, she started during her stay in the hospital after getting bored with watch TV shows on her laptop. She has a monocular and little sketchpad she likes to carry around and draw any nice birds she spots. She isn’t exactly a great artist but is steadily getting better through practice. In contrast to her rather feminine appearance her favourite TV show is the classic Walking with dinosaurs despite its age. Nina firmly prefers being called Nina rather than actual name Nirabelle. Her parent tried to make her name a unique twist on Mirabelle but to her it is just awkward when she has to explain it.

She currently works as a conservationist at a local nature reserve. While not the best paying job it does cover the bills and allow her to build some savings. Animals and plants also don’t judge so she can enjoy a days work without awkward stares and strained conversations. She lives in a narrow Victorian style rental, while a small and date it allows her to save up to buy her own place. After final discharge from the hospital she needed her own space. Her parents had gone full coddling mode and it had become smothering. She loves them and talks a couple of times a week with a visit or two a month, however they do tend to overdo the “looking after her” part at times.