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Fleur Cecille Leveque

She would slip in with shadows, surveying the room with ice blue eyes.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Coloratura

Description

"Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memory." - Oscar Wilde


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Appearance:
Medium height with a slender figure that looks best by candleight,
In which her shadow seems to move independently of its own body at times.
She looks about nineteen or twenty though her age in reality is much more than that.

Her face is framed by long pale blonde hair with a loose wavy curl to it
usually falling softly down her back or shoulders.
Skin as white as a fresh corpse with high rosy cheek bones and
Her eyes are orbs of crystal blue bordered by long, ebony lashes.

Fleur is often dressed mid 1700s garb or other types of antiquated clothing but
at performances she wears modern style gowns or costumes assigned to her.
Fleur has full Rose pink lips and white teeth showing two small fangs on each side,
which seem to be able to retract further outwards as in their usual state her fangs are barely larger than a humans canines.



General information:
She is quite skilled in the arts of conversation,and charming for a blood sucking monster.
Fleur is very proud to have a beautiful soprano singing voice that was nurtured with years of training in classical music.

Voice: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCU7YyTtX4A

Fleur can charm her way out of many situations, or rather lure others in so she might feed.
Miss Leveque really never eats regular food which is probably why she has killed so many though
she will be seen drinking tea or water if at a cafe or bar.
Fleur would catch fire and burn to death if in direct sunlight
however, she can be out in the day for small amounts of time,
if she is cloaked, wearing protective eyeglasses, and carrying a parasol.
She can be out with simply a cloak and possibly eyewear if it is an overcast day.
She will become terribly sick and weak if presented with Garlic or Wolfsbane.

Fleur is a renown classical singer in france though she had to leave as people in the world of classical music
were starting to wonder why it had been so long and she never seemed to age,
She easily hides her condition if singing on a great stage although,
in person it can possibly be detected if one were to make her laugh or beam a great smile.

Fleur grows extremely weak if she has not had her fix of fresh blood in atleast a day,
often suffering from debilitating headaches and
her body will wither away and die or go comatose,
if she does not feed for more than two weeks.
Fleur would also fall ill or even die if she were to
drink the blood of a dead human or animal.

Personality

Personality:
Miss Leveque is obsessed with music and performance, to a point that would be considered unhealthy.
She pours over her music very late into her waking hours and to learn a new musical composition or aria to sing or play is the greatest joy of her life.

She goes from being a reckless romantic to a narccisstic fatalist depending on the year.
When Fleur is feeling hungry she will not hesitate to kill, human blood, ofcourse allows this vampire her unnaturally long life, which she devotes wholly to the arts.

She struggles with guilt and this causes her to lash out occasionally,
and the concept of forgiveness is something she battles with, Fleur feels that the wrongs she has and continues to perpetrate against the human race can mended as time goes by, as long as she is always presenting them with beautiful performance of music, compostion, and other works of art.
She is often somewhat vacant and unreachable, lost in her wild inner thoughts and theories on every corner of the universe.

Fleur is cunning and motivated in many tasks she pursues,
especially those pertaining to her singing,
she always wants to be better than the one before her and
often seeks out situations that put her in the spotlight,
having somewhat of an addiction to musical fame.

The celebrity status she often enjoys and the limelight upon her is how she connects with the great mass of mortals,
without being near humans physically and knowing she may harm or kill them due to her bloodlust.

Around large groups she is very calm and serene, despite being a tempest of thoughts and ideas on the inside.
She enjoys being around other Vampires and immortal beings, if not simply because she can speak with those who often creatively on her level and might possess the same amount of theories and curiosities on the creative schools of thought and many other things Fleur enjoys obsessing over.
However very few match her zeal for music that is almost religious in nature.

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Equipment

A small purse with a coin bag, a silver mirror, some Jasmine perfume.
And she is often seen with a book of sheet music.

History

Fluer Cecille Leveque was raised in the late 1700s, Living just outside of Bourdeaux France,
on the small estate of her wealthy merchant family who were determined to raise her up in the fashion that was what they deemed "Appropriée pour une jeune femme" Or fit for a young lady.
She did not go to school to learn academic subjects, rather she had many private tutors in classical singing,
etiquette of the day, conversation,proper french diction and foreign language.

She also had a teacher for ballroom and ballet dance,
along with yet another for piano and harp, which she excelled at though never more so than her vocal abilities.

Being raised a female in the late 1700s she was not taught mathematics or anything having to do with science or the natural world
but has taught herself a great deal of this information in the span of her immortality,
and is often reading and attending lectures to broaden her knowledge of the world.



She was complacently happy her life of stiff luxury and was even quite overjoyed at the prospect of an arranged marriage to a Spanish nobleman,
whom she had never met, she simply felt very lucky and honored to be bringing a title into the family.
A few months before her twentieth birthday, this wedding was to occur,
Ofcourse she had a lavish wedding gown tailored and the ceramony would take place at a large Church in Paris.

However, Fleur began to have doubts, when told that she would cease her musical training when she married.
Despite knowing she could never be a performer,
whenever the young frenchwoman went to the Opera in Paris or Bourdeax she would envision herself as the leady soprano,
singing a rueful aria through tears or soaring through notes of a coloratura passage with joy.

Someone in her life must have known this very deep secret of hers,
as she visited on the night of her wedding.
To this day Fleur has very little recollection of the incident,
only knowing that the stranger was a male
and he must have fed her his blood and
bitten her, leaving a string of pearls to cover the bites and
taken a ribbon that had kept her hair in a braid that night.
He also left a thin book of sheet music,
containing one aria composed for her soaring soprano voice,
seemingly an original, that must have been written by the intruder.

Fleur was found dead the next morning with two little wounds on the side of her pale neck.
After only a few hours of being given to the undertaker in preperation for a funeral,
her body disappeared in the night,
leaving no trace of her.

Fluer had awakened as a Vampire, and would not return home.
So, she travelled and went to live abroad in Italy to continue studying voice,
and take the stage singing at the well respected Theatro La Fenice,
after atleast fifty years the young lady went back to France...to become a famous Soprano there as well,
performing at the famous Palais Garnier or Opera de Paris.
Then, as one could infer, because Fleur did not lie low, once more putting herself in the limelight,
she had to leave again after suspicion rose against the Opera star who never seemed to age.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque's Story

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Fleur Cecille Leveque cracked the door open and slipped into the bar as if she was not ment to be there, looking a bit puzzled by her surroundings though quickly adjusting. The pale Frenchwoman took a few graceful strides over to a small table and sat down sitting up very straight. She adjusted her deep blue dress that looked rather out dated though in semi pristine condition. Her clothing appeared to be finely sewn and in the style that was popular during the mid 1700s. She adjusted a choker about her pastey white neck, it was a black string of polished pearls. She took off the leather purse she was wearing to set it on the table before her, then taking out a book from it entitled "Sacred songs for the Classical Soprano."

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Fleur Cecille Leveque ordered a cappicino from one of the glowing touch screen menus. She began humming and occasionally singing a song in French softly with a pretty voice, any who could hear her would note her classical style. Though it was only to herself and she was barely audible. Fleur was flipping happily through her book of sheet music that was dated 1750, though her blue eyes shone with a slight loneliness.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque looked up from her crisp paper and ceased the flow of her pure singing voice. Her accent was thick and hailed from Paris, the dialect one would have heard during the age of Napoleon. She smiled though only slightly as she spoke even her speaking voice was filled with delicate charm though the question was rather concieted "Yes..You have not seen my face, Monsieur?"

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Fleur Cecille Leveque seemed to be taking him in, she wore a tranquil little smile. Fleur mused a few words speaking in a soft and polite tone as she folded up her deathly pale dainty hands. She looked up at him with ice blue eyes that had a certain air of darkness to them. "I am quite famous in France and Venice Italy you know..But I understand if one here would not regognize me."

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Fleur Cecille Leveque adjusted her deep blue dress that looked rather out dated though in semi pristine condition. Her clothing appeared to be finely sewn and in the style that was popular during the mid 1700s. She adjusted a choker about her pastey white neck, it was a black string of polished pearls. She rose to curtsey to the man with a grace not found in the modern age. She nodded with a smile "Oui monsieur, My name is Fleur Cecille Leveque."

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Fleur Cecille Leveque surveyed the man wondering what a swordsman would even be doing in a city such as this, though she could ponder the same about herself. She looked somewhat offended at his words momentarily. "My words are indeed true, I have sung at the famous Theatro De Fenice many times and The Opera de Paris..The crowds were much better in 170--.." She moved a pale hand to her full strawberry lips as if this was something she should not have said. She then looked up at Solomen appearing rather joyous as she sensed one of her own kind.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque didn't seem to feel threatened by the words of the other vampire in anyway, in her mind it was only natural that they should help one another, so why not him? Fleur looked to the robot waitress bringing her Cappicino, nodding and thanking her in French as she took the cup with a small smile.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque appeared to be quite offended "Bad things Monsieur? I can assure you one would never think badly of me should they know me." She added haughtily. Fleur sniffed the steam that rose up from her coffee but hesitated to drink it and looked as if she was not planning on it at all. She looked up at Solomen once more with a faint grin though purposely not wide enough to show her pure white fangs. Looking over at Xyphos she said in a delicate and sticky sweet tone as she closed up her book of classical sheet music. "Something wrong, bon monsieur?" As she spoke a little but chilling breeze blew through the room, blowing back her long pale blonde curls that fell loosely to frame her white face.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque looked conflicted for a moment, opened her mouth to speak then shut it upon looking over the crowded room. She spoke in a restrained and steady tone "I am naught but a performer.." She even sounded puzzled by herself as she spoke, but she knew announcing such a thing aloud in a bar would not be a wise action. Fleur simply pressed down the folds of her long day gown with a pleasant though conflicted countenance. Her bright crystal colored eyes had narrowed the slightest bit.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque gave a little smile, still careful not to show her teeth full lest her fangs be exposed. She gave a soft little giggle able to hear him as she was no where near being human. Her accent was so apparent it would have been hard for most to understand her though she spoke the english words as if she had studied it for many years. "Music of course..I am a famous Classical Singer in France and well known in Venice. " She was beaming and radiating vanity as she spoke to him also eyeing him up and down seeming to study the man.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque giggled once more seeming a bit nervous now "Well yes but you asked again, no monsieur?" his words had sounded completely normal tone in her ears. She waved a small and alabaster hand as if to brush off his words "No no ..Pale is in the fashion you see..I just don't go in the sunlight." She sipped her cappuccino demurely though she seemed to be repulsed by the taste.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque pursed her rose pink lips in a pouty manner seeming hurt "Monsieur ..You're behavior was quite pleasant and conversational a moment ago you seem rather well cold now..Or just rushed." Fleur Crossed her ankles and folded her hands being quite proper in her mannerisms. She adjusted the ebony pearls about her neck with a little sigh.
The rustle of fabric would be heard with each movement as she was wearing a full length gown of the mid 1700s era though it would have been considered rather casual for it's time.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque wore a calm and knowing smile as she spoke steadily in her ever soft and refined way "Perchance..You are a strange one as well though, yes?" She was curling a little strand of golden hair about a small ivory finger as she watched him with glassy blue eyes.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque didn't seem to want a fight in the least her countenance was still rather tranquil and her expression cherubic in nature as she tilted her head to the side inquisitively letting her masses of blonde curls fall to her right shoulder. The French woman nodded slightly "Oui...This city is a queer place indeed, I must apologize ..Do forget my earlier utterance. You simply speak in a manner that is nearer to my own time." She sighed slightly as she spoke this knowing it was no use to keep up her weak facade anymore though she was not convinced the man before her was human, not letting this on in the least with her expression or tone.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque 's blue eyes narrowed at him being very sensitive to criticism or insult, her little smile faded and she spoke in a rather curt manner. Though she did hear his apology lest she would have made a move to tear his throat out, not easy to forgive a slight of that nature due to certain past occurrences. She folded her dainty arms in a dejected manner "Hmph..As you will."

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Fleur Cecille Leveque let out a gasp of shock as the man fell yelling expletives in her native tongue. "Oh mon dieu! What's happened?" She rushed to his side and knelt, the hem of her azure gown spreading out around her. She moved an ivory hand to touch Xphos's forehead and check for fever a typical action of anyone from her time period, then attempting to steady his movement by putting a delicate arm under his convulsing figure near the shoulders. She would not have been so compassionate to any mortal but she had known he was not human from the time she saw the man.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque would not take his hand, she simply turned her ghostly pale face away clenching a fist and looking dejected and full of a girlish wrath "Do not call me stalker!" She spoke as though her pride was at stake..Or her very being.

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Fleur Cecille Leveque looked him straight in the face her big diamond eyes shining like they were truly gems as she moved some of the champange colored curls that were hiding her soft face. She would not smile at Xyphos again, being still hurt from the comment no matter what he was or how long it had been since he walked the earth fully aware. She gathered up the long folds of her embellished gown and stood before him "Though I have all but stopped keeping track I believe we are in the two thousands..Some where.." She almost smiled but looked gravely once again "And I have not seen France since 1955..."

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Fleur Cecille Leveque shook her head in a solemn manner her eyes now held as glassy countenance as she remembered the vast gardens of Versailles and the towering cathedrals of Paris. She strode to a far corner distancing herself from anyone else in the room though she was sure he could hear her even in her soft way of speaking "I cannot...I did something foolish.."

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Fleur Cecille Leveque glided her willowy over to another part of the room and sat down at a bench before the black piano that sat in a dark corner of the bar. Her long, archaic, sapphire blue gown floating and swishing behind her as she did so.