Editing Noelle Meinhardt (section)

==Appearance==
Noelle is a white<ref>“On her side,” Marissa said.  “There’s a lot of blood in her mouth, and we don’t want her choking.”<br><br>Oliver nodded, and Krouse found space to get close and help them shift Noelle over.  Once she was in position, he seated himself on the oak coffee table, elbows on his knees, facing her.<br><br>She was white to the point that she was pushing pushing past ''pink'' and moving into the bluer hues, and she had a purple-brown bruising around her eyes.  The blood around her nose and mouth was caked on thick.  Some had gotten onto her coat and sweatshirt. - [[Migration 17.2]]</ref> young woman with straight brown hair.<ref>He saw her, but he didn’t hurry to her side.  Instead, he spent a moment standing by the door, watching as she stood at the end of the short line.  Her cheeks were red from the cold, and the snowflakes had melted into droplets on her eyelashes.  Some flakes still clung persistently to her straight brown hair.  She made her way to the front, and ordered.  While she waited, she dabbed at the snow, wiping her eyes and hair, and then tucked her hat into her pocket.<br><br>Seeing her rub her cheeks to warm them, he felt an urge to hold her as tight as she could bear, to feel her cold cheek against his, to warm her with his body, and to let her warm him in turn.  It caught him off guard in its suddenness and intensity.<br><br>He took a deep breath and crossed the coffee shop to wait by the far end of the counter.  He jammed one hand in his pocket, as if that could keep him from following through on the impulse.  After a few seconds, he pulled it out again.  He ''did'' have self control. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/08/migration-17-1/ Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.1]]</ref> Before drinking a [[vial]], she weighed between 115 and 120 pounds.<ref>“And Noelle’s hurt pretty bad,” Marissa said.<br><br>Krouse grit his teeth.  He didn’t want to think about that, about how he was jostling her, how she might be dying as he ran.  He was carrying her, his legs, back and stomach screaming from the hundred-and-fifteen or hundred-and-twenty pound weight he was carrying piggyback, but he couldn’t check on her, couldn’t see how well or how badly she was doing. - [[Migration 17.2]]</ref> Taylor noted that she appeared ill, and likened her to a drug addict in an early stage of addiction. <ref>[[Plague 12.3]]</ref>

Although she was not unattractive, [[Krouse]] thought she looked like a sparrow in comparison to the swan of [[Sundancer|Marissa]], describing her as "small and plain".<ref>He was turning to leave when he saw Marissa Newland approach and sit down next to Noelle.  They weren’t people he’d expected to see together.  It wasn’t that Noelle was ''unattractive'', only that Marissa was a swan, one of the better looking girls in the school, and Noelle was maybe best described as a sparrow.  Small, nervous, plain.  He hadn’t imagined they had any shared interest, social circles or friends. - [[Migration 17.4]]</ref> However, she was still attractive as several boys tried asking her out.<ref name="17.1 eSkittish">Then there was Marissa, the most attractive member of their group by far.  Nobody would deny it.  Tall, blond, slim, with a body honed by years of dancing and ballet.  She was good looking enough that it was intimidating.  Odd as it was, nobody in the group had asked her out, as far as he knew.  Marissa’s mother played a part in that; nobody wanted to deal with the megabitch.<br><br>Noelle, oddly enough, had been the girl they’d fought over the most.  It was odd because she didn’t have Marissa’s head-turning beauty or Jess’s confidence.  It made her more approachable, in a strange way, up until the point where Noelle had shut down any and all advances.  Getting close to her had been a slow process, one with a lot of missteps on his part and skittishness on hers.<br><br>He had a sense of what the story was behind that.  Marissa knew too, by all indications, but he hadn’t asked.  That was Noelle’s private story, to be shared when she was ready. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/08/migration-17-1/ Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.1]]</ref>