Post by monaco on Nov 28, 2011 21:08:17 GMT -5
A DÈLIE BEAUCHENE
° N-ame || Adèlie Henrietta Armelle Beauchene
° A-liases || Adele, Lee, “La Faye”
° A-ge || 23
° G-ender || Female
° F-amily || Father-military general (killed by pirates), mother- florist (died of an unknown disease), half-brother- identity unknown, existence unknown
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° E-ye color || Blue
° H-air color ||Golden blonde
° H-eight || 5’7”
° W-eight || 110 lbs
° D-efining features || She usually wears her long, blonde hair in a draping braid off to one side with a bow at the top; there is an oddly shaped, small birthmark on the inside of her right wrist that resembles a feather.
° A-dditional features || Adèlie prefers to wear casual yet sophisticated attire, maintaining her dignified and intelligent composition while she works at the bookshop or is around the city. At night, her wardrobe drastically changes to corsets, heels, feathers, garters, and stockings for her job as a dancer; most famously is her fairy costume.
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° J-ob || Bookkeeper/ Exotic Dancer
° R-eason for current profession ||
Is explained within history: she is a bookkeeper by day and an exotic dancer by night to support herself financially.
° D-istrict || N. Residential District
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° P-ersonality ||
As a child, Adèlie was shy, quiet, and described as too serious for her age. Now a full-grown woman, she still retains much of her younger qualities though she has learned to smile and laugh quite a bit more. Sometimes a pleasant social butterfly, especially with customers at the bookshop, Adèlie mostly keeps to herself and doesn’t engage with random conversations while she goes along her daily business like going to the market or other generic shopping. From afar, she may come off as passive, indifferent, or solemn, though in reality Adèlie can be a joy to be around and she has always been a great listener to friends.
She gives off the air of nobility, and a few times she has been mistaken for one, due to her perfect posture and excellent mannerisms. She walks with a smooth and gentle grace, evident that she is a dancer, and holds herself tall and proud to reflect her self-confidence. This is the poise that comes naturally to her, that she easily exhibits, though Adèlie is not always so sure of herself. There are times, mostly late at night after a long day, that she nearly collapses onto her bed and succumbs to tears. She cries for the loss of her mother, the loss of the father she barely knew, and the life that she lives. Though she feels no regret for how she lives, she truly wishes that she had someone to help her, to take care of her, so she wouldn’t be so alone and to be able to follow her dreams.
Either than these rare moments of weakness, Adèlie is usually smiling or dancing as she hums and is overall a pretty happy young woman. However, don’t let her sky blue eyes fool you that she doesn’t poccees the ability of anger. Usually her temper flares only when she drops a book while replacing it on a high shelf but there have been instances while she was dancing when men had “tried their luck” either while she was on stage or exiting the club. These moments are one of the most terrifying minutes of her life and are clear reminders of how dangerous her life has become since her mother died.
Lucky enough that she has many contacts in the Red Light Distinct that people were always present or near to watch her back but times when she’s by herself, say at home or a quiet day at the bookshop, that Adèlie can’t help but wallow in the sadness that she’s alone, though she never would admit it. The closest friends she has have wondered away in recent years, busy with their blooming lives as wives and new mothers; Adèlie can’t decide whether or not if she’s jealous of them. As a secret hopeless romantic, she holds on to the possibility of maybe settling down one day.
Any insecurities, doubts, or flaws she has she hides behind a perfect face, perfect posture, and a shy smile. She’s the spitting image of her mother, with all her loveliness and grace, and unbeknownst to her, she possesses the strong spirit of the father she barely knew and at the end of the day when she finally is able to lie down, she’s proud of whom she is.
° L-ikes ||
•Dancing
•Reading
•Books
•Flowers
•Quietness
•Being polite
•Saving funds
•Conversing with customers
•The occasion indulgence of a pastry
•Wine
•Romance
•The ocean
° D-islikes ||
•Rudeness
•Obnoxious/ loud people
•Disorganization
•Being looked down upon
•People thinking that she’s no one
•Apples and turnips (ever since she was little)
•Betrayal
° F-ears ||
•Being taken advantage of physically
•Being labeled as lowly or dirt because of her current dance career
•That one day she may come to a point that she stops believing in herself and becomes someone who doesn’t care about themselves
•People discovering her parents’ secret and her origins known
° G-oals ||
•To earn enough money so that she can stop being an exotic dancer and return to her dream of dancing professionally
•To make her mother proud
•To find a good man
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° H-istory ||
Adèlie’s entrance into life was under the shroud of secrecy and adultery. Her mother, Armelle Beauchene, was a common woman, young and with no standing in noble society, who made her living as a florist; she was very beautiful and a very loving person. Her father, Henri Baudin, was a highly decorated military general who was already married to a noble woman when he met Adèlie’s mother. How her parents met and what exactly happened during this meeting is unknown, for her mother refused to disclose the details, but the fruit of their affair was a beautiful daughter, Adèlie. Her birth went smoothly and without a problem but her existence put all of their lives at stake. If by chance it was discovered that Henri had fathered another child with another woman, for he already had a son with his wife, he could lose his title as a general, fall from grace from the noble society, and lose his wife and son.
Henri, unwilling to risk the moral shame that would befall Armelle and his daughter, sacrificed his presence from their lives in order to protect them. He claimed that he truly loved Armelle and his newborn daughter, so he sustained minimal contact and supported them financially so that Adèlie and her mother could live without struggle. Even without knowing her father, Adèlie had a pretty normal childhood. Due to her father’s distant support, she was able to go to school where she learned to read and write and gained a firm education. Having always been close to her mother, Adèlie gained a love for flowers from watching Armelle at work and learned the various names and types of flora and their medicinal properties.
It wasn’t until she reached the age of five did she grasp her true passion in life, which is dancing. Even from an early age, her instructors were impressed at the amount of natural talent she possessed and Adèlie progressed quickly through the levels of difficulty and complexity of dance until she reached near professional level at the young age of fifteen. Her mother was so proud of her and so was her father, though she never knew this. Adèlie had learned at a very young age not to question the identity of her father or to ask if she could see him, the answer was always the same. Deep down, it saddened Adèlie that she may never meet Henri but she firmly believed that he truly did love both her mother and her for they never had issues with finances or supporting themselves.
From the time she could read, Adèlie has always loved books. Being a girl who never acquainted herself with many friends as a child, she spent a lot of her time when she wasn’t dancing, or helping her mother, or at school, by reading. It was not until she reached her adolescent years that she really began to branch out and socialize with more people and it did not take her long to establish a group of friends. When she began to work at the bookshop that was adjoined to her mother’s flower shop, Adèlie quickly became to be known as a delightful and pleasant girl whom the customers enjoyed conversing with and who really had a grasp with different genres and titles of books.
By the time she reached the age of eighteen, Adèlie was the spitting image of her mother; who maintained a graceful composure and polite attitude as well as a highly intelligent and sophisticated mind. It was around this time that she was considering becoming a full-time professional dancer when her mother became very ill. Bedridden and slowly degenerating from a disease that the physicians had no cure for, Adèlie could only sit by her mother’s side and watch her slowly fade away. One stormy night, however, a knock was received upon the front door and when Adèlie opened it, a tall man in a dark cloak stood there in the doorway.
At first she was hesitant to receive the stranger into her home; it wasn’t until he removed his hood that she saw that she and the man shared the same blue eyes and she realized that the man was actually her estranged father. This was confirmed when he said so and introduced himself. She allowed him into the house and the family of secret was united for a single night, until her mother closed her eyes for the final time just before dawn broke the next morning.
The time spent with her father was unbearably sad and short, but Adèlie gained the closure that she had wished for since she was a child. The next morning, Henri left and while he assured her that he would keep in touch, he never did. Betrayed and already heartbroken by the death of her mother, Adèlie had cursed her father’s name and wished she had never met him until one day a mysterious messenger came to the bookshop and gave her a single letter without speaking a word save for addressing her by name.
The contents of the letter were short and hurriedly written but it was revealed that her father had actually been killed in relation to pirates and that he had ensured with a trusted friend that she be informed and that he did love her and her mother very much. Guilty that she had thought ill about a man who had risked so much for her and her mother, Adèlie found resolution while at the same time realizing that she was now an orphan.
Having to now financially support herself alone, Adèlie was forced to set aside her dream of becoming a professional dancer to work full-time as a bookkeeper at the bookshop. Regrettably, she was forced to close down her mother’s beloved florist shop and sell it due to a poor growing season and a tremulous economy. However, even with all the work she dedicated to the bookshop, it was difficult for a girl of her age to live solely without aid and many of her friends were already married with young children.
As money became tougher to come by to keep her the taxpayers at bay, Adèlie was faced by a decision that would change the rest of her life. Always having been a proud and dignified woman, she made a promise to herself before she embarked on acquiring a second job that she would not allow herself to feel lowly or degraded, that as long as she was dancing someway that her mother would always be proud of her. Thus lead to the night when she was twenty years of age that Adèlie entered the Red Light District of Granor and become the entertainment for thieves, pirates, military, moral, and mean men alike with her graceful curves, her fluid steps and stunning beauty as an exotic dancer.
Quickly becoming a hit, she became known for her stage name, “La Faye “, for it was her fairy outfit that quickly became associated as her trademark show. At first, Adèlie felt self-conscious, embarrassed and dirty when she saw the countless hungry, male eyes watching her body’s every move, but over time and with the aid of fellow dancers whom she befriended, Adèlie eventually found the joy in it. Instead of focusing on the men, she induced herself with her passion for dance, on perfecting routines that she could choreograph herself, and finding the joy of being appreciated and adored.
Befriending many of the owners of several establishments in the district, Adèlie was able to establish a sold base of recognition and the assortment that she would never be subjected to complete nudity, personal or private shows, or “special favors” for clients. Maintaining her independence, her personal pride, and dignity is a value that Adèlie cherishes and protects fiercely.
Dancing by night and running the bookshop by day, Adèlie lives a busy and hardworking life but it one that she accepts and is proud of all her handwork. Not being able to relax much and really having a free day, Adèlie has no real time to be wooed or be flattered by potential suitors, though secretly she is a hopeless romantic. She considers herself lucky though her means of living may be seen as demeaning to others, she knows that she lives her life as she wants it and is able to live daily with the things she loves most: books and dance.
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° R-oleplay example ||
The faint click of the door locking as she turned her key sounded much too loud in her ears. Her head thrummed with a steady, dull pain and every movement was near torturous. Today had been hard, harder than other days, mainly due to the fact that she worked two hours longer than she usually did; it was only a few hours until dawn. The reasoning for her overtime was because a nameless nobleman was having some sort of celebration and had booked the entire club for the night. Usually, Adèlie would have turned down overstaying her shift but she weighed her options carefully, taking in mind that she was going to be paid much more, that the next day was hr day off, and her rent was due soon.
All said and done, it had been a successful but exhausting night. Shedding her coat and reflexively hanging it up on the coat hook, she continued her routine of lighting a few candles and heading into her bedroom As she passed what used to be her mother’s room, her eyes were not tired enough to stare longingly at the closed door before she approached her door. The only sounds to be heard her of her heels echoing upon the wooden floor and gracelessly, the dancer sat upon her bed and sighed with relief when her feet were free of her body’s slight weight.
‘Tomorrow, or rather today, I am not leaving the house’.
Bringing up her feet one at a time to undo the fastens of her heels and dropping the to the floor, too tired to subject herself to her usual organization impulse, and slowly stood, allowing her feet to adjust to their new more flatter position, before she reached up and began to unlace her corset and change into her night clothes. Slipping into a light night dress, Adèlie shoved away to temptations of going to bed now and skipping her nightly wash, and walked over to the water basin and thoroughly washed her hands, face, arms and legs; as if to rid herself of nay physical grime that the dozens of men’s eyes had left on her body.
After a few moments of scrubbing and rinsing, Adèlie felt much more relaxed and morally better while she moved about to blow out a couple of candles, unbraided her hair, removed her glasses and placed tem on the side table, before crawling into bed. As tired as she was, she expected to be out the moment her head touched the pillow, but instead she found that sleep eluded her. Trying to get comfortable seemed to be impossibility and she tossed and turned constantly until finally, she was too exhausted to move. Staring up at the ceiling, dozens of thoughts flittered through her mind, as her room steadying became brighter with the encroaching dawn.
Idling twirling a strand of her golden hair around her finger, Adèlie allowed her mind to stray to some tender thoughts, such as her parents and her loneliness, for only a moment before she shook her head to rid herself of such said thoughts and forced herself upright into a sitting position. Her hand slay upon each other on the blankets of her lap, a slight sigh passed though her lips and Adèlie turned her head to stare out the window to watch the sun rise.
“Perhaps today will be better than yesterday”, she said with dry optimism and before lying back down and she knew not when she finally fell asleep but the sun had been warming her cheek when she did.
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° U-sername || DancerByNight
° A-ge || 18
° T-ime zone || CST
°W-hat is the secret phrase from the Rules? ||
Walk- The Foo Fighters
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