Genevieve "Cirrus" Ebersole is very good at a few things (IE: looking pretty, making conversation) and not so good at others (IE: logic, general intelligence). In fact, she's not suited to the task of leading anyone (except maybe a well-behaved group of toddlers). She's sweet and forgiving up to a fault, and very passive when it comes down to it.

Her appearance is nowhere near deceiving - she has a gentle, warm air to her, and a sweet smile to match her personality. She's tiny, only an inch or so over five foot, with a small-boned but feminine frame and an equally fine-boned face which boasts bright, clear green eyes fringed in very long lashes. Her hair is a glossy black and hangs in chin-length ringlets which never seem to fall out of place. Her skin is generally pale, except for the light spattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose. Cirrus' mouth is heart-shaped and almost always pursed nervously, if her slender fingers aren't tapping against her lips. She's very pretty in the girl-next-door sense, but never uses it to her advantage, and it's hard to say whether she's aware of it or not. Alright, that's going a little far. If you were cute and you knew it, you'd probably use it from time to time. *grins*

Genevieve was born in Maine, in a quaint little town near the water, so different from New York that the city still overwhelms her. When she was eight, her mother suddenly...died. She didn't witness the suicide (Gen, that is), but still, it's made a lasting impact on her. Almost immediately afterwards, she and her brother Mike (her senior by six years) were given enough money to make it to the city, and were supposed to start school in the fall of '99. Needless to say, the plans fell through after Mike gambled away every penny of their money on the train ride. Before she knew it, her once idolized brother was abusive, manipulative, cold, and heartless - and she couldn't believe it. And she couldn't leave - after all, he was her brother - and so she stayed with him and endured and obeyed.

December of 1901 was fast approaching when Cirrus finally moved out of her brother's apartment, broken and battered and sick of it all. She ended up in South of Houston, drowning her sorrows in a cup of tea in the Four Kitchens Restaurant, when Quicksilver Campanella found her. The rest, as they say, is history. *grins*

Currently, Cir's not exactly a newsie. She's engaged and basically sits around all day, trying to help out her girls. *grins* I'm working on the engaged thing, trust me. Cir's closest friends include Chapter Brandt, who is now married and living in Colorado, and Polar Brandt, although Cirrus is really in fearful awe of Polar half the time. Her 22 year old deadbeat of a brother was very first on her list of fears, followed close behind by hospitals, and violence. Recently, her brother's been in and out of the city and isn't causing her much trouble, which is all well and good until something sparks him off again. Her fiancé, Sean Hewitt, is a 29 year old lawyer from her hometown. Unfortunately for him, Cir probably still harbors some secret feelings for Trouble Jacobi, but he's a long and complicated story. *laughs* Anyway...