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Vivian Lessard

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

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An up and coming family that seeks to spread its influence. As individuals they have their own goals and desires for the family and Wing City, but as a group, power is the name of the game.
Citizens of the Lutetian City State of Issunar

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Sex: Female
Age: 16
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 110
Hair: Dark brown/black
Skin: Pale
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Parents: Quintin and Cadence.
Siblings: Uriah is 29, Lucas is 26

Vivian is well.. An interesting and challenging child. Her abrasive personality makes it hard for her to get along with anyone, but she is a very intelligent young lady. However, if anyone can get through to her, she is one of the most loyal companions one can have.

So begins...

Vivian Lessard's Story

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Forgotten or not, Lucas was followed by another who's head was in the clouds. Dressed in darker clothes and a scorched apron, Vivian muttered rapidly to herself over trinkets that she needed. The oddest part was that she wore a pair of goggles on the top of her head with several gizmos and gears that seemed to do a variety of things that ended up as a mask as well that covered the lower portion of her face.

As Lucas entered in one of the usual shops, she blinked as if realizing where she was for the first time this trip. She huffed and pouted. "Luuuucaaasss.." She whined. "You PROMISED me you'd buy me more gears, nuts and bolts. When mom said I needed to get out more often, I don't think she meant shopping for shrooms.." She rolled her eyes, poking at a jar of something she wasn't sure she wanted to know what it use to be.

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Rolling his eyes Lucas sighed heavily. "Ah yes....then there's this one..." He tried to play it off like he was talking about a flower he was pretending to inspect, but he was in fact referring to his latest assignment from his parents.

Babysitting. Honestly, you'd think the person who regularly blows up would be the last person you'd want in charge of your kid, but nope. His dangerous lifestyle wasn't enough to deter good ol mom and dad.

"Oh hold onto your pink petite panties will ya? I gotta get raw materials for my shop. Then and only then can we and waste time looking for useless scrap."

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A hissing growl escaped from her throat as she gave him a look that could kill. "It isn't useless scrap! See if I help YOU out next time you need to fix something you blew up of mom and dad's." She rolled her eyes. "Which I can't do if I don't have that 'useless scrap'. Remember the last time? They never knew anything was wrong." She said, giving him the look of 'but they could still find out if I told them'.

She grumbled and pulled out a few screw drivers and some junky looking piece she had been working on for weeks. She claimed she'd make it a thinking bot that would be her assistant, but mostly it seemed to only know how to blow up.

She honestly didn't hate Lucas. They both got along well usually, when they were working on their own thing. But Vivian rarely went outside, and even more rarely was she gone from the house for more than a few minutes. Her other brother on the other hand..

"And they ain't pink." She griped.

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"As if the threat of being 'told on' to my parentals bothers me in the slightest. Dear child when you get to be my age, when you get to be as successful as I am, and when you get to be as happy, then you will realize what it means to be grown."

He waved a finger in the air as he talked. Acting as if he were the professor offering his little student a lecture.

He peered over his shoulder at his little sister, adjusting his goggles as he examined her briefly. "although....you may want to focus on growing in other ways...I have a potion that could help with that you know. Shame Mother forbids me from letting you try any."

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Vivian yawned. "Fine then. Let's see how well I cooperate when you blow up the next item. Hm... This wire goes here..." She muttered.

She didn't even look up at him at his comment. He had picked on her for years about her shape. Or rather, the lack there of. "You know, its probably that very reason you keep oogling me that you don't have a girlfriend yet." She muttered. "Besides, I have no interest in attracting those of the opposite gender, or anyone for that matter. I have better things to do with my time than play the game of hearts and romance."

She looked up at her brother. "And you're one to talk. Now hurry up and choose what rat tail you want. My store closes a little over an hour from now."

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"My interest in the females of our species is merely instinctual. Romantic pursuits would only hinder my research." Lucas stated as he pulled a jar off a cart and handed it to the merchant. "Besides, there are plenty of women who are willing to comfort you when you are as successful as I am."

He turned and pointed a finger to his little sister. "But that's not something I wish for you to learn about. I'd rather you focus on building your little toys."

He handed the merchant some coin and began striding down the sidewalk. "Come now, let's look at these trinkets of yours."

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She rolled her eyes. "I'm sixteen and you think I don't know what you're talking about? Sheesh. Guess I won't show you my collection later."

Of course she didn't have a 'collection'. But it was fun to make him think she did. She nearly skipped out of the dusty old shop, following close behind Lucas. "At least you seem to understand though." She wrinkled her nose before quoting in a mocking tone, 'This junk is not something a young lady of the house should be toying with.'

"Bah. This is the future!" She said holding out the junky bot. "I've -almost- fixed all the glitches this time. I just know it. And then I'll work on my death ray some more.. Which.. By the way, did you order that crystal lens I asked you about a few weeks ago?" She set the bot on the ground and it slowly came to life and began to follow them.

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"You and I are minorities in our family little one. It is a shame most with our name consider themselves beyond the realm of science and hard work, but there is nothing we can do for them. The path of research is a lonely one, but someone has to walk it."

He nodded to himself.

"As for your lens, what kind of scientist would I be if I merely bought you one. I'm currently working on synthesizing one for you, it's just a bit difficult to figure out the right recipe for a high density crystal, much more complicated than glass."

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"Minority is right.. I'm neither pretty nor social like the other girls in our family.." She sighed. "Guess its because I actually use my head for other things rather than to hold hot air.." She grumbled.

The bot crawled behind them at a decent pace, making tiny 'tink' sounds as it walked.

As they rounded the corner, they stopped into the old shop she normally bought her wares from, filled with old gears and broken things. She surfed through the piles of junk, looking like a kid in the candy store. Broken bits that she found useful or interesting, she handed off to the small bot, who seemed remarkably able to hold a large amount of stuff.

"Well, it has to be crystal, cause glass can't withstand the abuse it would be under.." She murmured, looking between some old pieces of watch parts, trying to decide which one was less rusty and then decided neither suited her.

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The door to the shop would open and Uriah would saunter in. He only frequented this shop with his sister generally but recently he had been making excursions here alone. The past few trips he had found some interesting old gears and other things that many would deem uselessly broken. Uriah would buy the old trinkets and sell them at auction.

He looked up as he noticed Lucas and Vivian in the shop. He let out a small internal sigh, peace and quiet rummaging were surely off his to do list now.

"Lucas, Vivan, fancy meeting you here." Uriah said, he had been keeping these trips a secret though now clearly that cat was out of the bag.

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Lucas spread his arms wide as he welcomed his older brother.

"AH! If it is not the prodigal son! Come 'last hope of the family' join us black stains of honor in our shopping trip. It sure is quite the surprise seeing you here, I would've imagined you had an important auction to attend since mother decided to voulenteer me for sitter duty."

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Vivian had just placed the bunch of items she wanted on the counter and was about to say something to Lucas when Uriah's voice put a stop in her tracks. Immediately her mood darkened and she fell silent. Gritting her teeth, she handed the shop owner the money from her pocket, put all the items in bags and hid behind Lucas.

Uriah and her did not get along at all. The last spat ended up Vivian would not speak to Uriah, and as one could notice, she was still ignoring him. Placing her hands on Lucas' shoulders, she immediately began to push him towards the door, blocking her view of Uriah. But then again, Lucas was much bigger and stronger than she was, so her pushing him would only be a minor annoyance.

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Uriah smiled to Lucas as he began friendly mockery. "Too many autions this week, The parties and swooning are not as fun as they look. I'd much rather be on out here in the stores looking for some rare find that mingling at an auction. Though thankfully tonight I think I am finally free of such engagements."

"So where are mother and father off to this time? Another month long vacation?" He asked, "I have not talked to mother since last week I was going to try to do some artifact hunting but where are you guys going?" He asked noting that Vivian seemed to be ignoring Uriah and wanting to leave, clearly she still wasn't over that last spat.

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"The social gem grows exhausted of his fellow people? Quite interesting." Lucas thought aloud for all to hear. "Anyway, it is as you say, the Parentals are off on some grand excursion and won't be back for another day or two. I in the mean time have had the wonderful honor of being volunteered to watch our divine little sister."

He felt the aforementioned party begin to shove him towards the door.

"Oh dear, I'm sorry brother but it seems someone needs to be changed. Do enjoy your artifact expedition, you know where to find me should you run into anything that seems a bit, out of your field."

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Vivian did not find that at all amusing. She stopped pushing Lucas towards the door and pulled up the hood of her hoodie over her head, stuffing her hands in her pockets and left without either one of them. The robot looked between Lucas and Uriah before quickly following Vivian on the street.

Her brothers were much older than her. And were guys. They could never understand the way Vivian ticked. Hardly anyone did. It's one of the reasons their parents home schooled her instead of sending her back to the esteemed private school. She ended up tormenting every single one of the other students at the age of 7 with the creations she made.

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Vivian did not find that at all amusing. She stopped pushing Lucas towards the door and pulled up the hood of her hoodie over her head, stuffing her hands in her pockets and left without either one of them. The robot looked between Lucas and Uriah before quickly following Vivian on the street.

Her brothers were much older than her. And were guys. They could never understand the way Vivian ticked. Hardly anyone did. It's one of the reasons their parents home schooled her instead of sending her back to the esteemed private school. She ended up tormenting every single one of the other students at the age of 7 with the creations she made.

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Uriah nodded to his brother, "I might find a few things I'll need to run by you." Uriah said. "As long as you don't blow them up again." Uriah said with what almost passed for a smirk.

He watched as Vivian took off out the door and he sighed. "She really does seem to hate me. Any idea where she's off to? I can help you track her down if you want." Uriah said as if he was already wondering if that wasn't the best idea. Going after Vivian while she was already mad at him might not boil over too well.

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Vivian had decided this night was one of those nights she needed to get away from it all. She had to find her dealer in order to refill her stash, and he wasn't in his normal places. She was about to give up, but decided to try one other place.

The nightclub was a place that her dealer would hang out-- he had a thing for vampires. So she started to sneak around, trying to find a way to get into the place. She found there was a door around the back that some of the employees used to take out trash and what not, and she would try sneaking in through the back into the club.

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The back door was supposed to be being watched, but for whatever reason tonight it sat unguarded. A lapse in judgement, or perhaps simply an incompetent security guard who had been lured away from his post by the many females who frequented the nightclub, or to take a piss out back in the alley.

Either way, Vivian's luck it would seem was in her favor.

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Vivian grinned like a Cheshire cat and tipped toed around, looking inside before scampering in further in as quickly and quietly as she possibly could.

She went towards the loud sounds, figuring eventually she would find her way to the center of the building. Once there, she'd try to keep herself on the down-low as she tried to find her dealer. Though, being a human in a vampire nightclub, it was most likely they'd notice her in a heartbeat.

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Vivian would find that the humans greatly out-numbered the vampires within the nightclub, but her age on the other hand left her standing out quite blatantly. The humans overlooked it, given that a vampire's appearance was rarely telling of their actual age, but the vampires would easily be able to take note that she wasn't one of theirs.

It wasn't just any vampire to take note of her though.

A keen eye might have noted him nearby, reclining in a red upholstered settee with a young woman at his side. They couldn't have been mistaken for anything other than what they where, siblings. Twins from the look of them.

Sebastien Sylvestre and his sister, Lady Adelaide. Heirs to the reigning Lutetian vampire authority, House Sylvestre.

Both where dressed in extravagant finery, but only one of them seemed remotely interested in the nightclub. Adelaide sat quietly, seemingly detached from her surroundings as her mind wandered. Sebastien on the other hand seemed quite at home among the debauchery that surrounded them. His eyes had the look of a predator to them and he never took them off Vivian as he leaned over to speak quietly to a man who was standing next to the settee.

Their voices where too low to be overheard, and Adelaide didn't even take note of it.

The man moved off through the throng of bodies until he reached Vivian where he took hold of one of her arm to guide her towards the settee.

"Sebastien would like a word with you," he spoke into her ear.

He didn't hurt her, but the grip on her arm left little question that this wasn't a request.

It was only then that Adelaine seemed to take note that something was going on. What had she missed she thought?

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Vivian bit her lip and looked about, not finding a single familiar face. And more disappointingly, not that of her dealer. She sighed and had folded her arms across her chest. "Where could he have gone then-- Hey!" She spat. She hadn't seen this man come up on her, and he was -definitely- not her dealer.

Then it dawned on her that this guy could be one of the bouncers. She swallowed hard, wondering how much trouble she had gotten herself in. The girl was nearly as thin as a bean pole, and wouldn't be much of a fight for the man to pull along. "Sebastien? I have no clue who that is.. Must have the wrong girl, bub. I was just leavin'.."

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Vivian was dragged before Sebastian before her arm was released so she could speak to him. The one who had grabbed her hovered at her back in case she tried to walk away.

"A little young to be in here, aren't you?" Sebastian asked.

His sister, Adelaine, lay a hand on his arm. "She's just a child. Let the humans take care of it," she tried to council him. But the days her brother actually listened to her where far and few in between. He was bull-headed, brash, spoiled, and prone to having his way.

"What's your name?" Sebastian asked as he leaned forward a bit on the settee.

The way he stared at her was unnerving, predatory even. Like a cat eyeing up a mouse, even though he wasn't particularly hungry. The simple fun of tormenting it was enough to make it worth his while.

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Vivian winced at the sight of the two siblings, knowing nearly immediately what they were. They didn't look much older than she was, but their agelessness was what gave them away before the sister gave them away.

"Er.." Vivian spoke up. "I.. Was looking for someone.. A friend really.. Didn't mean to disturb anyone really, and I was just about to leave.." She was nervous, as anyone would be in their right mind if a vampire looked at you like that.

"Uhm.. Er.. My name...? I'm nobody, really.." She frowned and tried to back away, bumping into the man who had brought her here. "Don't mind me, I'm not important.." She laughed sheepishly.

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Vivian felt Sebastien's hand close around her throat before she even saw him move, and his eyes where inches from her own.

"Do you know who I am?" he asked her chillingly. "I'm Sebastien Sylvestre, and that is my sister Adelaide. And if there's anything to know about me, it's that when I ask a question, I expect an answer."

If Vivian knew much of anything about the vampire underworld in Lutetia, the name Sylvestre might mean something to her, but unless she trafficked heavily among vampire kind, or those who associated with vampire kind, their specific identities would likely be lost on her.

Adelaine rose to her feet, but Sebastien barred her approach with a simple outstretch of his arm. Adelaine knew better than to cross it.

"Sebastien... please, she's just a child. This isn't necessary..." Adelaine told him. "Come back and sit with me."

"If she was old enough to get herself in here, she's old enough to be treated like an adult. Wouldn't you agree?" he asked Vivian. "Now tell me, what is your name?"

His hand gripped her throat tightly enough to keep her from pulling away, but not so tight that she couldn't breath. All around them the nightclub seemed to be paying the pair no notice. The music roared, the lights flashed, and the bodies moved in time to the beat of their passions.