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Lacianne Fluer Roux

"Dance requires everything."

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a character in “One year”, as played by Horseygirl

Description

Lacianne Fluer Roux
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Name
Lacianne Fluer Roux
(pronounced Lacey-Anne Fl-er Rue)

Age:
19

Role:
Mentor one/The ballerina


Hair color:
Blonde

Eye color:
Bright, almost husky-like blue

Skin tone:
Light ivory

Build:
Lithe and feminine

Scars/Marks:
She has small scars on her hands and feet from dancing

Overall appearance::
Lacianne has a wild, golden blonde mane that frames her face. She has big, enamoring bright blue eyes rimmed in long dark lashes. They are one of the first things people notice about her. They are startlingly blue, almost husky-like. Laci is a small, at barely five feet two inches, with a lithe, lean build. She has a thin and light frame, although she has a very feminine look to her. She doesn't look like a threat.
She has an air of elegance, and wary bitterness. Being a dancer, she is very graceful and poised. She has light ivory skin, with a dash of pink at her cheeks, and full lips.




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Likes:
-Dogs
-Sweets
-Dancing
-Children
-Peace

Dislikes:
-Loud and obnoxious people
-Being forced into things
-Not being able to dance
-Rude people

Fears:
-Drowning (she can't swim)
-Rejection
-Not being good enough

Habits:
-When she is nervous, she will drum her fingers against her thighs
-Running away when she feels slightly trapped

Personality:
Lacianne isn't one who takes to being pushed around well. She's very strong-willed and hates being thought of as weak. It's hard for her to ask for help with things, not wanting for people to think of her as needy. Lace is very independent and determined to do things on her own. If you dare say she's too weak or small to do something, there's no stopping her. She'll try and try and try until she's done whatever it is, ten times better then you ever could. Even if it means getting hurt.

Laci is very free-spirited and fun, although she tends to have a hard taking orders. If someone demands something of her, often she'll do the opposite just to smite them. When she's around her loved ones, she is very teasing and lighthearted. She loves to laugh, and see others smile. When she's like this, it's often hard to believe that she could take anything seriously. But this is very untrue.
She is very protective and affectionate towards those she cares about. It may take her a while to admit it, but when she cares for someone she is very loyal and always puts the first. Being very intuitive and gentle with her loved ones, if she's close to you she's great to come to for advice or even to get warm hug.

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History:
As you could probably guess by her name, Laci's father was French. Her father was a handsome French man, and a known heartbreaker. Her mother was a shy, beautiful young British women who quickly fell for his charm.
Well, that poor girl ended up pregnant. He promised to give up his unfaithful ways, and moved to Britain with her. They picked out names, and he even stayed around after she was born. Once he realized how much work the feisty little girl was and all that he was missing out on, he was out. Laci was two months old when her father abandoned them.

Her gentle mother did her best to raise strong-willed Lacianne, and tried so hard to be a good mother. Her family had money, but was very distant and there were many rivalries between the family. It was just her mother, alone. Laci wasn't very close with her mother, and as she got older she tried to help her as much as she could. Occasionally her mother's brother or father would come over, but they were very very hot headed and often just ended up fighting with her mother.

Laci's only escape was dancing. She had always loved it, and her instructor quickly noticed she was much more than just an average student. She put her into very difficult competitions, and gave her private lessons. She gave dance everything- her body, mind and soul. Ballet demanded everything. As she got older, she continued to excel but it got more and more competitive. Everyone was pressuring her to be perfect. She had to have the perfect form, and she had to have the perfect body. She struggled with very slight anorexia, trying so hard to be the perfect ballerina.

I'm in here- Sia:
I'm in here, can anybody see me?
Can anybody help?
I'm in here, a prisoner of history
Can anybody help?

Can't you hear my call?
Are you coming to get me now?
I've been waiting for you to come rescue me
I need you to hold
All of the sadness I can not, living inside of me

I'm in here, I'm trying to tell you something
Can anybody help?
I'm in here, I'm calling out but you can't hear
Can anybody help?

Can't you hear my call?
Are you coming to get me now?
I've been waiting for you to come rescue me
I need you to hold
All of the sadness I can not, living inside of me

I'm crying out, I'm breaking down
I am fearing it all, stuck inside these walls
Tell me there is hope for me
Is anybody out there listening?

So begins...

Lacianne Fluer Roux's Story

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As light flooded her room and interrupted her sleep, Laci's bright blue eyes fluttered open as she yawned. She groaned lightly and curled back up in her warm blankets, trying to fight off the early morning light. She laid there for a few moments and tried to find the warm comfort that had just escaped her. After being unsuccessful in her attempts to fall back asleep, she reluctantly swung her legs over the side of her bed and stretched out her limbs like a cat. Her blue eyes flicked towards the window, basking in the warm late spring air for a moment.
Laci fluently made her way across her room to her dresser, and quickly changed into her practice clothes. She pulled her hair up into a loose bun with a few soft blonde curls hanging down by her face and picked up her pointe shoes as she left her bedroom silently.

She carefully passed Jason and Charlotte's rooms, trying not to wake them up. When she came to Leo's room, she poked her head in his room. "Morning, Leo. Remember, we have to head over to the Noxs' house in a few hours. I think there's a meeting or something, to make sure we haven't allowed our problem children to continue on with their dangerous ways or whatever." She offered him a smile and a wink, then quickly left him. They had been living together as close friends for a while before the mentor program, and knew each other well.
Humming lightly, she made her was to the small, humble dance studio they had next to Leo's art studio where he spend most of her time. Laci sat down on the bench against the wall and stretched, before pulling on her pointe shoes and tying them tightly.

Laci closed her eyes and took a deep breath before leaping up and languidly making her way to the center of the room. Watching her body carefully in the mirror for any mistakes, she silently began to practice. She moved gracefully, like water, as she focused on her movements carefully. One misstep, and she could easily get herself seriously injured. Vaguely, she though she heard someone enter the room. She left into the air gracefully, but just as she was coming down she realized her balance was quite off and she came crashing down. She fell on the wood hard, with a loud thud.
Wincing, she bent her fingers, toes, and limbs to make sure nothing was sprained or broken. Her jaw clenched as she glanced at her abdomen, knowing exactly why her balance was so off. Slowly sitting up, she pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs.

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Leon had been snoring peacefully in his warm bed, but of course that didn't last long. Laci interpreted his slumber, forcing Leon to get up. He yawned loudly, stretching up as he walked over to his dresser, seeing the long sleeves of the shirt he'd been sleeping in had been pushed up, revealing the scars he'd inflected on himself so long ago. He pulled out his paint slathered jeans and long sleeved t-shirt. He knew that they were supposed to leave in a few hours, but that didn't mean than he couldn't finish up a project he'd been working on. Leon slipped out his door, silently walking towards his art studio, trying his best not to wake anyone else up, hey he was just courteous like that. He could see Laci dancing in the studio next to his, smiling widely. Not only was this house a miracle sent from heaven, Leon was so lucky to have a roommate he actually liked.

He entered his messy studio, smiling as he walked past his other projects to reach his current project. It was just a painting he was doing for some lady who offered to pay him for his work. Leon only worked for a few moments, loosing focus on the canvas before him. He walked out of his studio, walking towards Charlotte's room. He suddenly stopped, he wasn't going towards her room, no, not at all, why would he? He walked towards the kitchen, grabbing the sketch pad he'd left there the night before. Leo looked back to his previous sketches, a few of them containing Charlotte. She seemed to be his latest muse, all his artwork seemed better and he was more creative as of late. Not that he'd ever tell her that to her, no need to inflate her ego. Leon sighed, rubbing his neck, he was rather confused as to were they were in a relationship, he hated her of course, but he sort of liked her. It was futile, trying to figure it out, he just opened his sketch book to a new page, drawing the room around him as he plopped down on the comfy sofa, waiting for the others to come downstairs.




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Riley woke up with a long yawn, stretching slightly and... knocking over a glass of water? He looked to the tipped over glass with sleepy eyes. He shook his head, taking the cup downstairs, still in his pajamas, a plain grey shirt and navy boxers. Riley smiled as he saw Beth cooking in the kitchen, "Nice try Bethy." he grinned, placing the cup in the sink. He whistled lowly to himself as he walked around the kitchen towards Beth, looking over her shoulder to the pancakes she was making. "Yum, but aren't we having brunch later? Seems like you're trying to fatten me up so I won't be the prettiest in the house." He half joked, grinning. What could he say, he was proud of his body, he wouldn't lie. "I'll go wake the children up." he smiled, walking back up the stairs, entering Jake's room first, "Hey Jakey, Wakey Wakey... oh that rhymed." he grinned, "Beth's making breakfast, if you want any." He left the room shortly, knowing there would be no convincing him if he didn't want to get up. He moved on to Claire's room, silently walking in. He'd always been secretly protective over the girl, but never told her, unsure of just how she would react. Riley hesitantly walked into the room, he was always sort of cautious around her, only playfully teasing most the time. "Hey Claire, you awake?" he squatted down to be eye level, "Sleeping beauty, time to wake up to your prince." he teased, grinning, carefully tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

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Character Portrait: Delilah Rose Nox Character Portrait: Chloe Lilly Nox Character Portrait: Harmony Nox Character Portrait: Elizabeth Rose Johnson Character Portrait: Charlotte Raven Greene Character Portrait: Jared Reese Wilson Character Portrait: Leonardo Venturi Character Portrait: Claire Smith Character Portrait: Lacianne Fluer Roux Character Portrait: Asher James Mott Character Portrait: Jason Ray Williams Character Portrait: Jake Lave Character Portrait: Riley West
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Chloe smiled as Jared padded down the stairs. She smiled at him and ruffled his hair a little. "Hey, don't mind the staff, you'll get used to it. Since me and Delilah usually host functions for the program." She shrugged and walked to the backdoor, watching the staff as they set up everything for the brunch. She smiled thankfully to them then sighed and pushed a hair off her face.

"Where's Dehlilah," Jared asked awkwardly, making Chloe smile.
She smirked and placed a hand on her hip. "Don't worry she'll be down soon," She said before grumbling under her breath, "Or I'll drag her out of bed, I swear her and Asher would wake up at noon if I let them." She composed herself and smiled again.

She was about to yell at Asher and Dehlilah when she heard him at the top of the stairs. "Har-Bug! Did you save me some food? At least a crumb, right?" He said jokingly pulling her into a hug.
"Asher! She's eating." Chloe protested with a pout. To which Asher completely ignored.

She was about to whine about him getting Harmony riled up when he gave her a peck on the cheek, making her blush. She sighed, a little upset that Asher so naturally fit into Her and Chloe's life. "Morning." He said sliding past her and making a plate "You're going to spoil brunch you keep feeding me like this." he told her jokingly.

She looked down, "I like cooking," She mumbled, "Anyway I'm glad your dressed," She added with a half smile as Asher sat down next to Jared and began talking to him.

Chloe tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for Delilah. When her sister came down the steps, in a lacy tank and shorts. She sighed deeply "Delilah, what the hell are you wearing?" She asked "Tell me your not wearing that to brunch," She rolled her eyes, "Actually I have the perfect Outfit for you, and it goes with mine?" She added with a smile, since she and Delilah used to coordinate their outfits when they were kids. She pulled a dress out of a bag that was like hers except it was a ivory that complimented Delilah's pale skin and pale hair, making her look like an angel. While hers was a peach color that complimented her tanned skin and golden hair. The sisters looked very much alike with their wild blonde curls and stunning blue grey eyes. However Delilah inherited their mothers pale skin and their fathers naturally pale blonde hair and Chloe had their fathers golden skin and her mothers golden hair. So together they almost looked like a angel and a goddess. Though Chloe envied her sisters slender body, and her innocent vibe. While she had a more sensual air about her and she inherited her father's side of the family's curvy figure.

She gently stood behind Delilah and did her hair, which was in a ponytail. She felt no need to ask, since she walways styled everyone's hair. She quickly turned it into a bun with a braid surrounding it.
She quickly did a braid around her hair next in a loosefishtail. "Ok now get dressed in that dress and you'll look insanely pretty."

Just as she was about to enthuse about the outfit Delilah spoke "I. . . Uhm I have to visit a friend soon. I might have to leave a little early."
Chloe's face fell slightly, making her smile less bright and more forced, "Your... your leaving?" She asked quietly. "Your leaving the brunch.... early?" She said though the last part came out like a whisper.
She sighed and glanced at the clock,"Our guest will be arriving in a few minuets," She walked toward the the back door and glanced back at her " I wish you'd stay and help," Then she walked out back.


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Harmony pouted as her mom walked out the door and tugged at Asher's shirt "Why is mama sad?" She asked staring up at him with her big brown eyes. She pouted and just as quickly as she asked she changed the subject "Mama wouldn't let me go swim today, she put a blanket thing on the pool and wouldn't let me wear my pretty princess dress." She tapped her chin ad if she was thinking and said "I think it's Mr. Chris's fault, whenever he calls mama cries." She said with a frown.

She balled her tiny hand into a fist and pretended to punch the air "If I ever see him I'm gonna do this and that," She said imitating a kick, which made her stumble a little. Then beamed a dimpled smile at them and got back up.

She loved Aunt Dee, and Asher, and Jar-Bear. Asher made her mama happy and he made her mama smile. But Mama never lets her call Asher daddy. She glanced as her mom came back inside and sat in a stool, well more like she jumped around in the stool. "Dad.. I mean Asher, can I have a cookie" She said seeing the look her mom gave her.


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"Harmony I told you, you can't call him that, Asher isn't your daddy," Chloe said with a straight face, picking Harmony up and grabbing a cookie out the cabinet and handing it to her. She knew Asher would be mad that she said that but it was the truth. Asher isn't Harmony's dad. She wished that she met Asher before she met Chris but she didn't. I mean she knew him for two years now. Since he was a problem child last year but the fact of the matter was, she didn't want him to get too close to harmony. Just so he could leave when things got tough. She glanced at him and turned away quickly. All that could come from her and Asher was hurt. And she couldn't handle hurt. Not again, not ever. She realized the time and said "Clean your plates everybody should be arriving in like a few minuets."

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Charlotte stretched her arms out and breathed in the inside morning air. She hated the fact that her dreams turned into horrifying nightmares. Man, she still hasn't gotten used to it, who would? Most of her dreams were vivid and about her parents. She barely remembered how they had looked and barely ever wanted to. Wishing she had the power to clear her mind of all the bad things but, she knew that wasn't gong to happen. Grabbing the covers, she pushed them off of her and swung her legs to the side of the bed. Feeling her feet touch the ground, she stood up slowly trying not to stand up to fast or she'd get light headed and pass out.

Her head wasn't 'there' most of the time, it literally wasn't 'there'. Sighing she walked out of her room, she need a smoke but, her mentor Leon told her that she should try to quit with the smoking and the drugs. She doesn't listen to anyone anyway so why would she listen to him? That's probably why she hated his guts but, some of the hatred isn't really hatred, that's actually her hiding the fact that she likes him well, only a little. She wasn't the one to be too open about her feelings. She swore never to trust anyone knowing they might leave her like her parents did, and she was afraid of that.

Walking down the hallway and down the stairs. She wasn't hungry so she decided to skip it, plus she didn't feel like making it. Nothing was wrong with food, she just didn't want to eat anything. Throwing her self on a open chair she looked around the room. She started to think about the other problem children and the other mentors didn't really talk to most of them -well, they did lie in different houses- but, she shrugged that off. The only person she would talk to is Leon but, they argued most of the time but, to her that was a bit of communication.

Swinging her leg and sitting on the other one, she ran her hand through her hair. A lot of things were running through her mind, she almost had forgotten that she was suppose to be going over to the Nox's house for a meeting or something, she didn't know. But, she knew she had to go so, there was no way she would be getting out of that. Charlotte decided that she would sit there for a little bit before getting back up.

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Jason heard the commotion going on around the house and opening his lids, he snuck a peek at the alarm clock on his bedside table. He'd slept in later than he'd thought and threw the covers from his body. With virtually no time to get ready, Jason hurried to the shower, only going through the basics before hopping right back out. He didn't have time to go through his drawers and so, he settled on the first suitable thing he could find. It was fitting for the brunch at the Nox residence.

Still in his hasty mindset, the young man padded downstairs. He smelled the aroma of pancakes, but dismissed almost instantly. He would be having brunch in just a few minutes if they ever got a move on. "Good Morning!" he announced to Charlotte and Leon before leaving the room as quickly as he had entered. Laci was the one he wanted to find. Without even having to ask, he knew where she would be - where she always was. Dancing.

Somewhere in the time he'd gotten to know Laci, Jason had fallen in love with watching her dance. Feelings for the girl were more than apparent, but he'd never admit it. Even after all that had happened - the whirlwind romance, the tangling of limbs - they both pretended it had never happen. Randomly the two would fall into the same pattern, but nothing ever came of it. They acted as though it had never happened and returned to their respected roles - the mentor and the mentored.

Momentarily, Jason peeked into the studio, watching the graceful movement of Laci. She was beautiful. Jason was sure even a blind man would be able to tell. With regret, he reminded himself that they were in a hurry. "Laci," he started, "we really should be making our way to the Nox Estate. The brunch is scheduled to start here soon and we wouldn't want to be late." he told her. Some days Jason would practice with her, but today they had no time. He wasn't anywhere near as graceful as she though.

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Lacianne got back onto her feet and continued, more careful than before. She lost track of time, and felt like it had only been minutes when Jason came in. "Laci," She heard him behind her, and jumped in surprise. She turned to face him, with a gentle smile. "We really should be making our way to the Nox Estate. The brunch is scheduled to start here soon and we wouldn't want to be late." Her bright blue eyes widened and she glanced at the clock. "Ah! I completely lost track of time! Thank you so much for reminding me! Knowing me, I probably would've been an hour late. I'll meet you outside in five minutes." Laughing at herself lightly, she hurried off to her room.

Closing the door with her foot, she undressed and redressed herself in a summery strapless sky blue dress with white lace trim. She cleaned herself up and let her hair out of the bun it was in, instead opting for a loose fishtail that rested over one shoulder, with a single curl framing her face. Throwing on white flats as she hurried out of her room, she quickly met Jason outside, breathless.

"I think that should be a record or something." She laughed lightly, opening the passenger side of her car for him, and hopping in her driver's seat. "Sorry about making you late." Laci offered him a soft smile as they made their way to the Noxs'.
But, of corse, just as soon as they left a tidal wave of nausea hit her. She immediately pulled over, turning away from Jason and covering her mouth. 'Oh no, not now.' She thought to herself as she opened her car door, taking deep breaths to try to settle her stomach. Just another reminder that she couldn't keep her secrete forever- and honestly it was unfair of her too keep it from Jason.

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Laci had excused J from the room as she readied herself. I just five short minutes, she was a whirlwind leaving the room completely transformed. Her dance clothes had been shed and instead she wore a sundress and flats. "Definitely a record. I didn't think it was possible for women to dress that quickly." he laughed. The two made their way to the car and when Laci went to the driver side, Jason held no complaints. He didn't mind riding instead of driving. Sure, his lack of control worried him a little, but it wasn't a big deal.

As they took off, Jason slumped down into his seat, starting as the trees flew past. "I'm sure we won't be the last ones." J told her just before the car veered onto the side of the road. Looking at Laci, Jason could see that her face had paled and when she turned away from him, Jason could see her covering her mouth in the reflection of the window. In a matter of seconds, the door was open and Laci was deeply breathing in and out.

"Lace.." he began, "are you okay?" Jason opened his own door, got out, and padded around to where Laci was bent from her seat. "Maybe you should let me drive?" he asked her, brushing the fishtail behind her and holding the single curl she'd left out. He was worried, no doubt. He'd never been one to deal with these type of situations and he honestly had no idea how to take care of someone. After his parents had been murdered, Jason had turned off that switch - the one that showed any regard for anyone else's feelings. Laci was slowly, but surely bringing it out in him, even if they both refused to admit it. "Talk to me, Lace. What's going on?"

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Lacianne closed her eyes, trying to settle her stomach when she heard Jason speak. "Lace.." he began, "are you okay?" He asked her, pulling back her hair. "I'm fine." She murmured softly through her fingers. His sweet gesture was a reminder of the strong feelings she felt developing for him- no matter how much she tried to deny it, they were there and only growing the more time she spent with him.
When the nausea started to pass, she moved her hand and slowly sat up. Asking a slow breath to steady herself, she looked up at J and offered him a weak half smile. "I'm really sorry about that."

"Talk to me, Lace. What's going on?" Laci pursed her lips, glancing away from him. She nervously tapped her thigh, knowing she had to tell him but unsure of how exactly she should go about it. She took another deep breath and looked back at up him. She paused, studying him silently for a moment. "I'm pregnant." She blurted, then flinched.
She sat back him her seat, glancing away from him again. "Before I say anything else, just know that I don't want to to feel like you're obligated to stay now. You know I can take care of myself. After all, Chloe was ale to do it alone. I am fully capable." She paused, looking back up. "I want you to stay, but you definitely don't have to."

Laci let out a deep breath. "I'm sorry for not telling you before- I could barely admit it to myself. I'm pretty far along now. And it's yours, clearly." She chuckled nervously, tapping her fingers on her thigh again. She glanced down at her abdomen- she was showing slightly. You couldn't notice all that much unless she pointed it out, and she had been very careful to not wear any tight clothing. Her bright blue eyes flicked back up at him, unsure.