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Rachel Y. Schindler

I want to forget my past... Leave it all behind.

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a character in “The Titanic: Ship of Dreams”, originally authored by TaniaSoulEater, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Rachel Yakira Schindler
Age: 19
Appearance: Image
Class: First class
Personality: Rachel is kind, but quiet. She is always willing to help someone, even if they are not of her status. She refuses to talk about her parents, and is not stuck-up like others of her status. She likes to sing, but has never done so for anyone before.

Reason for travelling to America: She wants to forget her past and start a new life for herself.
Brief History: Rachel was born into a rich Jewish family. Her parents were killed by some murderer who set fire to their house. She was seven then, but she survived even though she was on the fourth level of her house when the fire was set. She got the inheritance from my parents. They were bankers in one of the city's most popular banks. The rest of her family were already dead. She hated the country because of what happened, but she couldn't leave. As soon as she got of age, she bought a ticket for the Titanic. She plans to sail to America to start her life anew.
Any special possessions?: A necklace that her mother gave her, a ring from her grandmother
Relationship Status: Single
Travelling companion(s): N/A

So begins...

Rachel Y. Schindler's Story

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Rachel Yakira Schindler, First Class, 10th April 1912, 11.15 a.m.

Rachel set down her luggage and sighed wearily. It hadn't been easy, packing up all her beloved belongings and throwing away the rest. The luggage was heavy, and Rachel could feel the perspiration beading on her forehead. Wiping it away with the back of her hand, she looked upwards at the ship.

Happiness and sadness reigned in her heart at once. Happiness that she would finally get a chance to start anew, sadness that she would be leaving everything behind, and not one thing could she bring with her. The ship looked sturdy; Rachel understood why it was called 'The Unsinkable Ship'. It was large and loomed over her, casting a huge shadow on the dock. Rachel looked at her watch and realized that they would set sail soon. Feeling her pocket one last time to make sure that her ticket was there, she picked up her luggage and pulled it onto the ship.

A valet hurried up to Rachel. "Miss, where will the luggage go?" he asked politely. Rachel smiled. "All these should be in Suite 32B. Please hurry." The valet bowed respectfully, then rushed off, taking good care not to bang the luggage against anything. Rachel sighed again. Looking around, she saw a number of people scurrying to and fro. She glanced down at her white blouse and black skirt, and wondered if she would be treated with as high expectations in America as she was here.

Quickly, she strode onto the ship. Another attendant, a steward this time, asked, "Your name, please, miss." Rachel said carefully, "Rachel Yakira Schindler." She handed her ticket to the steward, and she was brought to her room. As expected, it was grandly furnished, with beautiful decor. Already she could hear people chattering next door; she supposed they were as excited as she was.

Smiling at the steward, Rachel passed him a tip. Looking awed, he walked out of the room. Her luggage was already there, she noticed. Sinking onto the bed, she closed her eyes and thought about her future.

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Rachel decided to go up on deck. Strolling along, she felt a slight lurch as the ship left the dock.

Up on deck, many passengers were enjoying the sea breeze. Smiling, Rachel leaned against the railing, watching the people on land wave goodbye to the ship. Suddenly, a huge gust of wind blew, and Rachel staggered slightly, smoothing down her skirt. As she struggled to regain her balance, she bumped into a young lady wearing a white dress. "I'm so sorry, are you alright?" she asked, taking in the lady's clothes and her companion. She could see that they were rich, much like herself.

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Seeing a flash of chocolate brown locks and white lace darting passed Marcus caught his attention, his gaze followed the woman hurrying down the promenade deck, she was breathtakingly beautiful, her long dark hair and olive complexion gave her an exotic aura, something Marcus found extremely fascinating, especially with this woman. A smirk appeared on his handsome face as he watched her travel down the deck, her lace dress billowing at her ankles, even in a hurry she seemed so elegant to him.

Georgiana cast her brother a sideward’s glance, seeing the smirk on his face caught her attention, following his gaze her eyes landed on the woman climbing the steps to the upper deck, with a roll of her eyes she let out a short laugh “Really Marcus you would have one believe you have never set eyes on a woman before” she teasingly mocked, It seemed every time Marcus would lay eyes on a beautiful woman he would turn to mush, in life women were one of his biggest weaknesses, he was truly a Casanova, he could charm a woman right off her feet and into his bed, she would be branded naive to think otherwise. Casting a glance back to her brother her eyes caught those of a dark haired, devishly handsome stranger, momentarily flustered she looked back out to the crowed. Georgiana had never been one short of male attention, her beauty had warranted her many admirers but they were all the same stuffy upper class gentleman who wanted nothing more than a trophy wife and Georgie wanted more than that. And although she could tell this man was first class like her there was something definitely alluring about him.
Marcus felt the boat lurched slightly as it pulled away from the docks, he let out a little chuckle as his sister stumbled slightly, grabbing her arms to steady her, leaning out over the railing slightly he looked up at the upper deck and spotted his beautiful mystery woman, a smile tugged on his lips as he opened his mouth to talk to the woman yet shut it promptly as another voice over his own.

"I'll come up there and get you if I need to, Colombe." Marcus’s head towards the source, a tall man located a little further down the deck, he looked at the two, smiles on each of their faces and with a sigh he shook his head a small chuckle escaping his lips, it was foolish to believe that a woman of that beauty had not already been claimed, even if it was by that man.

Upon hearing the sigh her brother made Georgiana looked up and saw the woman from earlier leaning over the railing looking down upon their deck, she was indeed very beautiful, an exotic beauty, Georgiana thought to herself and could understand her brother’s sudden infatuation with her. Yet the woman did not appear to be alone, she was conversing with the handsome stranger she had locked eyes with moments before, she had to admit it was a shame that the man did not appear to be single yet she refused to let it bother her.

Turning away from the couple she placed a hand on Marcus’s arm and gave a gentle smile “Smile my dear, this is the start of a wonderful adventure” she gushed before coming up with an idea, smirking she grasped onto the top railings and stood on the lower ones, grasping onto one of the ventricle poles she waved with her free hand and bright smile on her face.

Marcus let out a groan upon seeing what she was doing “Georgie, if you fall I am not diving in after you” he stated his protective streak coming into force but Georgiana just seemed to love making him fret like that.

Georgiana simply laughed loudly, yet feeling someone knock into her she wobbled slightly before grasping the pole with both hands, once she was stable a small, slightly nervous laugh escaped her lips as she looked at her brothers paled complexion “I’m fine” she mouthed to him.

"I'm so sorry, are you alright?" Stated the woman who had knocked her.

With a kind smile Georgie nodded “I am fine, there’s not harm done” she replied.

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Jacqueline reached Jacques side and was about to speak when the boat shifted underneath her. She wavered slightly but did not fall for it was only a slight movement as the ship moved away from the dock. The cheers and shouts of goodbye became deafening as people scrambled to make their way to the edge of the ship to wave to their loved ones, faces alight with excitement and joy.

"And so it begins!" Jacques said, breaking the comfortable silence between the two brunettes.

"Do you think they will come to the port in France to see us before we leave for America?" Jacqueline mused, dark chocolate brown eyes now looking over the ship's deck at the other passengers. Her usually light tone had darkened slightly. She was talking about her father and step mother, of course, but had little hope that either would take the time to make the trip to the coast. She was not close with either of them, but that was not by her own choice.

Jacques shrugged his broad shoulders, shaking his head once and tipping his hat back to get a better look down at Jacqueline, "You know they are busy, Jacquie. Besides, we have more exciting things to be doing than wasting time waving goodbye to a crowd! Now, buck up.. or whatever it is that the American's say." He said with a boyish grin, pushing himself away from the edge of the ship and turned to head towards the stairs when he saw a young woman stagger into the stunning blonde girl from before, who was on the rail. For one brief second he thought she was going to slip backwards off the ship but she managed to regain her balance. He let out a sigh and shook his head, "See? That is why you shouldn't hang on the rails. I love you, Colombe, but I'm not sure if I love you enough to jump into the Atlantic to save your pretty little behind."

Jacqueline looked towards where he had been looking, seeing the two beautiful young women now conversing. "I bet you would jump in after her, Jacques. Either one of them actually." She teased in irritation, not commenting on his warning. Truth of the matter was that she would certainly be hanging off the railing at some point or another, how could she not? She opened her mouth to make another remark and then shut it promptly when a man stepped into her view of the two women, a protective arm around the blonde girl. He was tall, perhaps even taller than her step brother, and handsome in a somewhat stern English way. He was broad and muscular, with a suave appearance and confident stance. There was more of a reserved sexuality about him than the men she had met in the past who walked around exuding sex appeal. Truth be told, it got boring after a while...

"Don't be so quick to judge me, darling." Jacques said in a low whisper as he leaned in closely to her ear, eyes following her gaze to the gentlemen across the ship deck with a knowing smile. Before she could make a retort he pushed himself off the railing and walked back towards the upper deck, mounting the stairs in confident strides, leaving Jacqueline alone on the deck glaring at his retreating back. As he was walking up the steps he heard an odd voice that was deep though had a distinctly feminine edge to it.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer!", Leslie retorted at them causing the couple to speed up their walking.

His mouth broke into an amused smile as he continued up the steps and saw an odd pair appear at the top of the large flight of steps. Their was an older gentlemen in a fine three piece black suit, bifcols, and a beard that looked slightly askew. Next to him was a lad, or so it appeared, dressed in all white with white-blonde hair and sunglasses. They were laughing hysterically, causing even more people to stare and walk quickly past them but he slowed his pace.

"I got it! I'm Monsieur LaRue and your my son, Cristo Giovanni", he giving fake names for the both of them with much gleeful chipper.

"Don't you just hate it when you forget your name?" Jacques spoke as the pair came within a few steps from him, mouth pulled into an amused smile, and laughed, "I find that writing it on my hand seems to help. Or making up a little rhyme to jump start my memory." He added, walking up the remaining steps until he was the only one close to the pair. He had no idea who the two were, whether they were first class or not, but he knew a disguise when he saw one. Men of importance (and women) who came to the red light district often wore disguises and he had gotten quite good at detecting it.

He chuckled and stepped to the side, gesturing for them to continue while he smiled in an amused and knowing way at the pair, "My apologies for stopping you, have a lovely day." He said and took a step to leave before turning and adding, "Oh, Monsieur LaRue, your beard is a tad crooked." He said and with that made his way to the top of the stairs and towards the doors that would lead inside.

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Smiling at the lady, Rachel apologised again. "I'm really sorry. I'm glad that you're okay. Is this your companion?" Her eyes roved over the tall, handsome man standing slightly behind the lady. "I'm Rachel, what's your name?"

As she was was waiting for an answer, something distracted her. A crowd seemed to be gathering a short distance away from them. Rachel could distinctly hear chanting. Upon further inspection, the crowd as shouting, "Fight! Fight!" A fight was breaking out between two passengers. Rachel sighed. She debated with herself whether to stop them or not. Making up her mind, she suddenly remembered the young lady. Turning to her, she excused herself. "I'm sorry, could I leave for a minute? I'm really sorry."

With that, she darted away into the crowd. Pushing her way into the middle, she caught sight of the two fighters, two young men. She leaned in for a closer look. Was that long blonde hair poking out from under the smaller man's hat? Come to think of it, he did look rather feminine.

That did it. Rachel hated fighting of any sort, much less one involving a woman. She strode quickly into the space around the two. "Stop it!" she demanded, grabbing each of them by the shoulder to stop them swinging at each other.

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The lady relaxed, staring at Rachel. The man apologised for upsetting her. With a curt nod, she accepted his apology. She sighed, watching the two depart. I hope they don't come to blows again. Pursing her lips, she took one last look at the dispersing crowd and made her way back to where she had been standing before the intervention.

Looking around, Rachel noticed that the pair were gone. She turned around, wondering if she had been too rude in leaving suddenly. Suddenly, she caught sight of the two further down the deck, chatting with another pair. They seemed happy enough. Should I go over and join them? Rachel wondered. I wasn't very polite to leave like that just now.

Too late. All four turned and walked off. Rachel decided to try and socialise more during lunch later on.

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Rachel walked down the stairs to the dining room. Looking around the crowded room, she made her way through the crowd carefully to an empty table. A waiter made his way up to her. "Do you want to order now, miss?" Rachel smiled charmingly. "No, not now, I'll call later for you later, okay?" Slightly dazed, the waiter bowed and walked off.

The minute the waiter was gone, Rachel's eyes roamed around the crowd. She was hoping to see the lady from earlier that morning. Her eyes landed on a particular table. The young lady was there, but she was sitting with a man Rachel had never seen before. Should she go over and say hello? After a moment of deliberation, Rachel got up and walked over to them. She stood in front of both. "Hello. Sorry for running off earlier like that. Am I interrupting anything?"

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"Yes. Yes, I am Rachel Schindler." Rachel smiled. "Thank you for the invitation." Saying so, Rachel pulled out a chair and sat down in it. Turning to the waiter, she said, "chicken ham sandwich on rye, please."

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Jacqueline had decided to explore the Titanic a little further, opting for an earlier lunch. This decision caused her to miss the large group now sitting together (Georgiana, Rachel, Christian, and the others) but she hardly would have cared. There were far too many wonderful things to see on the ship to waste time sitting down for a sandwich with strangers. She had ordered a salad and eaten it on a small elegant patio some time earlier and, once finished, had quickly left and made her way down to second class. She wandered through the halls, elegant white dress swirling around her calves as she took long confident strides. She stopped to chat with some people, but rarely stayed too long in a conversation. As long as she was alone she wanted to explore the ship, and she knew that Jacques would eventually catch up with her and insist she stay in first class.

She looked quite out of place, even in second class, with her well polished hair, expensive dress, and elaborate hair pin though she hardly noticed or cared. Her dark chocolate eyes locked with strangers, a mischievous and flirtatious glint in them, as she continued to explore the Titanic.

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Jacques found himself in the beautiful dining room, casually walking around the edge of it while his eyes danced lazily over his surroundings, looking for an empty chair. His conversation with that woman-man had caused him to be later than he would have liked for lunch and thus, nearly every table was full.

"Excuse me, sir, do you have a preference as to where you would like to be seated?"

He turned to see a young blonde boy smiling eagerly at him, obviously very pleased that he was working on the ship. Jacques smiled in return and chuckled, "As long as there are beautiful women at the table, I don't care where I am seated young lad." He replied causing the boy to laugh sheepishly and quickly lead him into the thick of tables. A few times he glanced back at Jacques to see if he liked the table he was leading them to, but Jacques politely shook his head and they moved on. Finally the boy lead him towards a table of people who were vaguely recognizable: Georgiana, the girl that had bumped into her, and the peculiarly dressed man that had been with the man-woman. Perfect.

"I've got it from here." He said to the boy and made a beeline for the table, stopping the waiter just as he was leaving.

"Excuse me, so sorry to turn up to this table late, but could I have the beef in the romande sauce with some fine wild rice? Thanks so much." He said to the waiter (Angel) and then promptly took the last remaining seat at the table, a wide handsome grin on his face.

"Hello everyone. Lovely to see you again," he said, smiling cooly at the stunning blonde from the deck, "and you Monsieur LaRue it has been too long." He said barely allowing the man a moment of a attention before he glanced towards the final member of the table. "My apologies, it seems I haven't introduced myself. I am Jacques Vallembrose and what might be your names?" He asked the two beautiful women.

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Georgiana once again smiled at Rachel "You are most welcome" she answered before turning back to the waiter, Angel to catch his attention before he went to fetch their order "also please can we have a jug of water?" she asked having finished her tea.

"Excuse me, so sorry to turn up to this table late, but could I have the beef in the romande sauce with some fine wild rice? Thanks so much." Upon hearing the voice with the thick French accent, Georgiana turned her head and looked at the man who had promptly joined their table, she instantly recognized him as Jacqueline's brother, offering him a kind smile her stomach leaped slightly at the handsome, mysterious Frenchman, she groaned inwardly feeling like a young, naive girl once more at this childish crush she seemed to be developing.

Georgiana could feel his blue eyes bearing down on her as a cool smile graced his lips "My apologies, it seems I haven't introduced myself. I am Jacques Vallembrose and what might be your names?"

"Georgiana Crawley" she smiled brightly holding out her gloved hand for him to shake "You are Jacqueline's brother are you not?" she enquired.

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Rachel walked slowly into the dining room, wearing a long grey dress. She was not feeling too good from the ship's constant swaying, and wasn't really hungry. She seated herself at a table in the corner. Leaning back, she closed her eyes. This feeling of swaying back and forth wasn't really good for her. Rachel decided to skip dinner, and go up to the deck. Maybe the wind would make her feel better.

Rachel arrived up on deck. There were few people up there, as most of them were down having dinner. Leaning against the railing, she closed her eyes and let her mind drift.

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