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Title: RICHIS, laure aurélie


Laure Aurélie Richis - July 28, 2007 11:38 PM (GMT)
__++hello. my name is…
name/nickname:: Lis
age:: Nineteen
experience:: 8 years
other characters here:: None



__++you can call me…
&&__basic information

full name:: Laure Aurélie Richis
nickname(s):: None (If any come up in the RP, I'll be sure to change This)
birthdate:: April 1st
age:: 199
ethnicity:: French
orientation:: heterosexual

species:: Vampire
belongs to:: Sanguinaire Coven
title:: Spy



&&__physical description
height:: Five feet Six Inches
weight:: 110
eye color:: Golden Brown
hair color:: Amber Red
body type:: Slender and Athletic
distinguishing marks:: Scar across her upper left arm
dress style:: When not on a job, and even while on a job, she always likes to look fashionable. She prefers designer clothing - but anything sophisticated will do. While on a job you can expect her to wear what one would call 'Spy Garb'. Even if it is a tad tacky.
portrayal:: Natalya Piro
picture:: user posted image



&&__personality test
likes::
  • Classical Music
  • The Theatre
  • High Fashion
  • Silence
  • Chess
  • Playing Cards
  • Men
  • Money
  • Danger
  • Her Coven
dislikes::
  • Modern Music
  • Loud Noises
  • Stupid People
  • Those who cannont stand up for themselves
  • Playing it safe
  • Losing at Chess
  • Losing at Cards
  • Corny Jokes
  • Losing in General
  • Playing it too safe
bad habits/quirks::
  • Still smokes cigarettes although it really doesn't do anything
  • Bites her lip when she is nervous or excited
  • Twirls her hair when she thinks
  • Reads the Final Chapter of every book she reads before she reads it
  • Makes faces to voice her opinion to Nefas
favorite bloodtype:: Animal, she has never tasted Human blood, save once. It was probably the most delicious thing - but she would never do it again - as tempting as it is.
general description:: Laure is and will always be a perfectionist when it comes to everything she does. She has always been creative, and is constantly thinking, whether it be for her next mission, or what the schedule for the day will be. Laure loves to plan. It's probably her favorite thing to do. Laure had always wanted to be a lawyer, or a Politician, either way, it really didn't matter. She is a fabulous public speaker and actress, it's always been something that has come naturally to her. One of her 'natural' talents she supposes.

Normally rather laid back, she is fun loving and sweet. But, that's what you get growing up in such a small tightknit community. All that aside, Laure has a wicked temper. Make her mad and she'll, well, she'll yell, alot, in an octave that makes dogs whimper. But, besides that, she's more of a runner than a fighter. She can be cowardly and doesn't like confrontation, especially when the other person is bigger than her - even so, she loves being a spy, just not being found out. So she has become a rather good spy. Hey, it's her job.

Laure, for some odd reason has an extremely addictive personality, she's addicted to Cigarettes. Although she is fully aware of these things, she hasn't really done anything to stop herself, which, she is sure, could potentially be her down fall. But no matter how many times she's 'quit', she always finds herself going out for that next fix. She hates this about her, and hides it from her coven.

She gets crabby and short tempered quite easily and could be described as somewhat of a bitch. Family is a big part of her, she wanted one - but that'll never happen. Laure believes in true love above all else. She's not too sure about the divine, but there has to be something, and that something, in her book, is love. She feels as though each step that she takes brings her one step closer to that guy that will make her heart race and make her glow when she thinks of him. She can't wait for that guy, and hopes that he would hurry the hell up! She needs a companion, and she'll wait forever for him.



[SIZE=1]&&__battle royale
artillary:: Laure hates Guns - but, she uses a Pistol when necessary.
swordsmanship:: Ah, Katana baby. And two daggers (Which hide quite nicely in her designer boots.
martial arts:: Oui, Miss Laure Richis knows Capoeira and Gatka
combat:: Laure prefers not to fight without her blades, but when she has to, she is extremely graceful - but not as strong as she would like to be. She is female, and she is a vampire, but if she was ever disarmed - Laure would be in trouble.



&&__family history
father’s name:: Ettiene Richis
mother’s name:: Isabeau Richis nee Navarre
sibling’s name:: No Siblings
general history::
  • Born in Grasse, France
  • Father was a perfumer
  • Mother never worked a day in her life
  • Mother was the daughter of a Glover and Tailor
  • Mother died in Child-birth
  • Father never remarried
  • Laure had a very easy childhood
  • Laure was quite spoiled by her father
  • Laure's entire world revolved around her father, after losing his wife, he was determined that he keep her as safe as possible. She was quite sheltered and was kept away from most of the outside world. Laure made friends with the servants and a cat that she named Grenouille. Being seventeen, she had just had her coming out party, and many young men were trying for her hand. But, it was never to be.
  • Father was murdered by his head servant who believed he was wronged
  • Laure was saved from death by Nefas who turned her when she was Seventeen
  • Hated being the Undead and tried Suicide several times And failed miserably
  • All the ways that killed a mortal did not seem to hurt her at all, and the truth was, she really didn't have the conviction to off herself.
  • She eventually grew to care about her Coven And put her Suicidal thoughts to good use
  • Became a spy for the Coven - and loves her Job
  • She is still a little confused by being around many people at one time and can be extremely overwhelmed by it - but she'd never let you see it.



&&__proving your worth
role-playing sample::
QUOTE
The key to looking important and wealthy, as Emmeline had learned, was to always have a detached, uninterested look plastered on your face. It was something that Emme had learned at a very young age. There were some things though that, when they caught your eye, were worth a second glance, if not a small quirk of the eyebrow. And the blonde who had followed her up to the small VIP balcony had not escaped Emmeline's attention. Giving the girl a once over, observing her movements, body language, they way the garcon spoke to her - Emmeline had her pegged.

The Blonde was a fabulous actress, something that you needed as well be important. She had obviously never been to Strobe before - but her confidence would fool anyone with an untrained eye - ie, anyone that wasn't Emmeline. Allowing this girl to quirk Emme's eyebrow slightly, her painted lips shifted back into that smirk.

I Like Her.

Once Emmeline had decided she liked you or didn't, it was quite hard to change her mind. Rarely interacting with anyone outside her very small clique, Emmeline was that unattainable, mysterious girl. Quiet, reserved, and viscious. This Blonde was not a threat, they were too different - and yet all too similar. She would make a great ally - therefore, she would simply have to become Emme's aquaintance, if not her friend.

Emmeline pushed herself up in her seat to sit up straight, crossing one leg over the other causing her short black pleated skirt to shift against her sunkissed thighs. Accompanying her skirt she wore a tailored white halter vest that showed a little bit of mid-drift, but still had a sexy modesty to it, if that made any sense. Her dark locks were gently curled and messy, just like she liked it. Large MOD plastic white hoop earings hung from either side of her face. If she pulled the hair back on her left ear you would also see the second and third silver studs along with a silver ring through her cartiledge. A bracelet alternated between black and white balls all the way around her slender wrist. Black Stilleto heels and a silver ankle bracelet with a $1,200 black coral charm imported from the Great Barrier Reef, Australia, finished off her look.

But, the most important part of the ensemble was not the clothes or accessories - but the makeup.

Emmeline's lips were painted a saucy crimison red, her cheeks were splashed with a small amount of a rosedust colored blush. Eyes were lined with black eyeliner, kohl, not crayon or liquid. Black and dark silver eye shadow had been applied as was fit. Emmeline looked modest and sophisticated at the same time as looking saucy and unbarely hot. But, when y6ou have the money, you can afford every little detail to be perfect.

With a very slight uninterested gesture of her now up-lifted hand, she waved a garcon over. Within moments he was over with that usual stupid smile on his face. Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, she offered him the smallest unfeeling smile she could.

"At your service, Miss Morgan. What can I do for you tonight?"

Emmeline gestured towards the blonde, "Send her an Amsterdam Cobbler." The boy nodded and then started off, but before he had gone out of reach, Emmeline had caught ahold of one of his apron strings, "I've changed my mind - send her two." Nodding again, Emmeline finally let the boy go and watched as he did her dirty work.

After only a moment or two, the Garcon had returned with a tray of two brown and orange colored drinks. As soon as he set the drinks down, that was when Emmeline would take her cue.

The boy addressed the blonde, "Miss, these are for you. Sent by Miss Emmeline Morgan." After he set both drinks on the small rounded table in front of her he bowed, and then headed off before she could say a word. That was when Emmeline threw back the rest of her Mai Tai and then headed over to her new victim - er, friend. Lowering herself down in the chair beside the blonde she wrapped a hand around the tall skinny glass and stirred it slowly with her golden honey brown gaze fixed on the blonde.

"It's an Amsterdam Cobbler. Orange juice, Grapefruit Juice, Gin, and Orange Curaçao. I saw the face you made at the daquiri." Emmeline gestured towards the pink drink, "Strawberries are definately not Florida's strongest point. Anything with orange juice with be anything better than you have ever tried before."

Emmeline flashed her a grin that was definately crossed with a smirk, as usual. That cocky look never left her face - ever. "I'm Emmeline Morgan - and you are new. Welcome to Ponte Vedra Beach."



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erin - July 28, 2007 11:47 PM (GMT)
Ok, first of all, you need two more quirks and habits. It's nothing major, but it'd be nice though to have them.

As for the history, I'm not so sure because some of them are pretty much just run on senstences.


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Hated being the Undead and tried Suicide several times
And failed miserably
She eventually grew to care about her Coven
And put her Suicidal thoughts to good use


I'd like a little more information about them. Like did she have any friends growing up? What about men? Even at seventeen and all. Combine some of your bullets because they could be added together as one subject. Combine bullets and add some more.

It's otherwise good. I'll go ahead and add her to the canon list though since I'm certain you can do these two things with ease.

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Laure Aurélie Richis - July 29, 2007 12:04 AM (GMT)
Fixed, let me know if you need anything else. ^_^

erin - July 29, 2007 12:18 AM (GMT)
Much better. Thank you for fixing those things.

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