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Eleanor Valentine

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a character in “Hotel Paradise”, as played by ABC

Description

Name: Eleanor Valentine

Nickname: Eleanor will answer to just about anything.

Age: 14

Gender: Female

Personality: In most matters, Eleanor is dispassionate and calculating, analyzing details and drawing conclusions rather than relying on emotion or impulse. This objectivity can, at times make it difficult for her to empathize with others, or properly express herself, though she does still try. Despite her usually rather stoic and mature demeanor, Eleanor actually can be rather shy and easily flustered under the right circumstances, partly due to her lack of firsthand experience in the field of socialization. Finally, Eleanor is curious to a fault, and, once a mystery has been presented, is unable to move on until she has found the answer. That isn't to say that she won't drop the conversation if someone really doesn't want to talk about something, but she most certainly won't give up on getting answers.

Crush: It's unlikely, though not entirely impossible, she'll start out with one, but she might develop one later on.

Skills: Put bluntly, Eleanor is brilliant. Between her naturally analytical mind, eidetic memory, and countless hours upon hours of reading in the library there are very few problems she can't figure out, given the required information to do so. She is also highly adaptable. Her lack of physical strength can make it rather difficult to actually correct those problems though, should they need to be resolved through those means.

Other: Eleanor has no surviving family, and doesn't even remember them. From what she is told, her mother died giving birth to her shortly after arriving. What she was not told was that her father was with her, and tried to leave the hotel with the newborn almost immediately afterward, having not yet been there long enough for the poison to have affected him. This was not met with approval. Since then she has been looked after by Margret, a member of the cleaning staff.
The moment Eleanor learned to read, she was off to the library, and hasn't left the place much since. The place does have every book known to man, after all. Of course, the fact that it contains every book known to man means that nearly every one of them refer to the outside. This raised the question as to why no-one ever left the hotel. Clearly there was a world outside that could, and at one point did, support human life, so why were they all here? These questions resulted in half-answers at best, virtually stonewalling any further inquiries. Even questioning Margret proved fruitless, and Eleanor was told to drop the subject. Quite frankly, she was lucky that that was all that happened. Eventually, as she read more, Eleanor realized that they were being kept here by someone or something, for purposes unknown. Unlike many of the others her age who have discovered this truth, Eleanor's main priority is not escape, but rather, finding out who is going to all this trouble and why.

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Eleanor Valentine's Story

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Eleanor sat alone in the quiet library, as she did for the vast majority of her time. Despite the massive size and almost infinite wisdom of the place, no-one else ever seemed to come in here. Then again, perhaps that actually had something to do with why that was the case. Eleanor looked around the room at the three cameras she could see from her position at one of the reading tables. She watched them, just as they were watching her. There was something that the smallish brunet couldn't quite understand about whoever it was on the other side of those cameras; why, when it was obvious that she was aware, at least in part, of what they were doing, did they not act against her? Were they perhaps just confidant that she could not do anything to interfere with them?

Perhaps. And perhaps they were even completely correct to assume that as the case. Even so, Eleanor had still been doing what she could to uncover the mysteries behind this place. For starters, she knew where many of the cameras' blind spots were all over the building, and where all of the library's were. She knew she couldn't get any information out of any of the adults, and she hadn't run into many children, so her current plan was to find an unobserved air vent, in some out of the way location, to do a little eavesdropping in the employees only sections. Unfortunately, such things were more difficult to find than she originally thought, especially while trying to seem inconspicuous.

Eleanor had just been considering the foolishness of the hotel for trying to brainwash people, while still stocking their library with the works of George Orwell, when she heard what sounded like footsteps running through the halls. The footfalls were too heavy for a small child, which were usually the only guests one would find running indoors, probably those of a young male, based on the sound of their weight, and too quick for someone who was just excited or in a hurry. As a result, Eleanor determined the most likely possibilities to be either a young guest trying to escape from employees, or employees pursuing a guest. Either way, this was of interest to her.

Swiftly, the girl made her way to a nearby door, opened it, and leaned outside. At first there was nothing but the footfalls growing louder, until finally a boy with brown hair came into view. Judging by his attire, he was most definitely not a member of the staff, and the knife in his hand supported her theory of a guest on the run. Expressionlessly, she nodded her head toward the inside of the library, in an attempt to wordlessly indicate that he should come inside. Assuming he was willing to follow, she'd lead him to one of the blind spots. before learning what she could from and about his situation.

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Petrified, Victor was rushing down the hallway looking for a place to conceal himself. Mind racing his eyes snapping left and right, saw a girl look at him then nod into the library. Expediently, taking the nod for an indication to enter the library with her having no better ideas, and being tense, cognizant that the man following him has lost his trail muscled through the second door and hastily used the wall beside the door for cover. Heart racing, ears still slightly tingling, started to calm down. His nose started to fill with the smell of books old and new and his eyes were overtaken by the girl trying to talk to him, snapping back to reality and started telling her everything, in a voice that started to retain its natural charisma.