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Veronique Lamarr

In the midst of movement and chaos, keep stillness inside of you. WIP

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a character in “Bad Moon On the Rise”, as played by Terraformer

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{"The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.” }
-Coco Chanel
Music of the Night || Nutshell || Moonlight Serenade || Black Coffee || I Love You More Than You'll ever Know || Veronique

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|{Full Name}|
Veronique Lamarr


|{Nickname}|
Nick


|{Birthday|Age}|
Aug.13|675


|{Ethnicity}|
French/Greek


|{Sexuality}|
Heterosexual


|{Race/Role}|
Vampire/Covenant Officer





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|{Talents|Abilities}|
Extremely persuasive & Charming
A working knowledge of general magic & blood magic
The ability to bend others to her will and to move at superhuman speed.
A proficiency in both Kung & Gung Fu
|{Dreams}|
To be free of the bond with her Sire
To do nothing but rest and play the piano
|{Fears}|
øWhat Eternity will bringø
øA Supernatural Warø
øCockroachesø
øFailureø
|{Secrets}|
She has never been in love
Her unavailability is always made worse by the constant reminder of her status.


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|{Personality}|

Most vampires with true personalities haven't been around for too long. Veronique is not one of those.It was fairly recent that she chose the cooler lifestyle. After the 40's she didn't see a point. The world was moving fast, and she lacked the motivation to follow it. Colors, emotions, sound, so much of it left her. Hiding away in grayscale. But sometimes...sometimes she can feel it. Sometimes she smiles, rarer than that she cries. Every once in a while she may even joke, but she's alone so much she 's almost forgotton what conversation was like.
She's a go-getter and she knows how to get work done efficiently and quickly, just the way she likes it. She doesn't yell or throw tantrums, so she usually just works around those in her way, it's never really hard and it's rarely ever tedious.



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|{Likes}|
|Singing/Playing musicSparringProblem SolvingTraveling the worldLearning new thingsSoft JazzArchitectureLong WalksAll AnimalsPure Virgin BloodWisdomPeace
Making things with her own handsCooking even though she does not eat)SolitudeQuiet|




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|{Dislikes}|
BugsProlonged Loud NoisesPeople Who perpetually complainTelevisionObnoxious attitudesPerpetually angry peopleRudenessMisogynyDisorderChaosIlliteracyDrivingOver-dramaticsEyerollsIncessant whistling




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|{Place of Origin}|
Paris, France
|{History}|





|{Other}|
Here
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Character Dialogue || #37035e

So begins...

Veronique Lamarr's Story

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In a penthouse, on top of a building, in Times Square, a vampire walked aimlessly. The back of her ling, black silk nightgown dragged across the floor and her robe hung limply on her white shoulders. Veronique's face held no expression, as it often did after almost 700 years of life. Time had a way of removing things like emotion, and color, at least for a vampire. Now, changes like this usually happen voluntarily, after a while, you want the pain to go away, so you wish it away. Soon enough it's gone and you care too little to return it.
She sighed lightly as she stepped onto her balcony and looked down onto the streets, they held so much life, so much potential, and they didn't understand, nor would they ever, just how precious their time was, and what eternity really is. Slowly, she lifted her wine glass to her mouth and sipped on refrigerated alternative. It was beyond foul, but she could survive on it for now. From the side of her already lips, a droplet of blood ran down. She was hungrier than she thought. One black painted finger came to her chin and whisked it away. She stared at it in the light coming from her grey and simple home. It seemed duller than she remembered, for some reason she felt it should look more brilliant. Her eyes closed as she sighed in defeat. Emotions are color and vice versa, and this was a battle she lost long ago. She brought her finger to her mouth and licked the blood away as the wind blew her black, wavy hair from her face. It was pale, and finely shaped, as it should be. As any vampire's should be.
The interior of her apartment looked as if it came directly from the 20's, the only century she dared associate herself with. It was all art deco and dark times as she walked slowly through, gliding like a ghost. She would have to feed "from the hoof" soon enough, but work called her first. The covenant had known about the werewolf situation in the west. Since she was East Coast, she never really thought it worth her time, but it seems as if a certain higher up wants her on the case, and that was never a good thing. Simon. What that man lacked in moral fiber he compensated for charm and the ability to "fake it until he made it." He was her sire, and a call to duty from him was one not so easily ignored.
She set her glass down on her dining room table next to the case file she was sent. Even to her, this was a mess and judging from all of the history she read on the pack's involved, it wasn't going to get cleaner. Not without some help of course. There was something strange, something bigger than a rivalry and it was her job as a covenant officer to see to it that it was dealt with quietly.
She sifted through mounds of paper to find a form with the officer she was to be assisting in Carson City and surrounding area, a wolf, she scoffed slightly, of course it is.
"Play nice, and so will I."
With a turn of her gown she strode in her room to pack. One perk about being superhuman is the super human speed. Clothes packed, makeup on, hair done, gloves, sunglasses, hat. Time to phone the jet and get back to monotony as soon as she could.