Aveline

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O SOLITUDE! if I must with thee dwell,
Let it not be among the jumbled heap
Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep,—
Nature’s observatory—whence the dell,
Its flowery slopes, its river’s crystal swell,
May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep
’Mongst boughs pavillion’d, where the deer’s swift leap
Startles the wild bee from the fox-glove bell.
But though I’ll gladly trace these scenes with thee,
Yet the sweet converse of an innocent mind,
Whose words are images of thoughts refin’d,
Is my soul’s pleasure; and it sure must be
Almost the highest bliss of human-kind,
When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee.

~ John Keats

Dawn Dusk
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Names: Aveline de Lampériere
Nationality: Norman French
Occupation: Heiress
Demeanor: Perfectionist
Apparent Age: Twenty?
Height: 5'1
Build: Fragile
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brunette

Tradition: Cult of Ecstasy
Faction: My own.
Resonance: Dynamic
Legend: (Under Development)

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Name: Kyrie de Brocéliande
Nationality: French
Occupation: Doctoral candidate
Motto: Non Aliud
Demeanor: Bon Vivant
Apparent Age: Early 20s
Height: 5'11"
Build: Toned
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Copper

Tradition: Verbena
Faction: Undisclosed
Resonance: Primordial
Legend: (Under Development)

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No two people asking why Aveline resides now in Prospect have received the same answer. She came to Prospect from France, it is true, traveling out of Bayeux and by way of Chartres and Paris. Everything else, it seems, is subject to change. The winds of fortune brought her here, or this is a brief stop on her way down into South America to see jungles. Perhaps she's come at the behest of an old friend. Aveline can be found everywhere, whether it is skydiving, surfing, doing yoga, or perusing art galleries. The world is hers for the taking and she will not hesitate to do so. The only answer she ever gives twice: to live her life, however it unfolds.


l'Histoire se Répète
Yet in all of them the end is the same.



Viva le Vie Éternel


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Kyrie comes to Prospect by way of Brittany and Languedoc, its evidence left scattered in the wake of her conversations and mannerisms. Reasons cited for the transatlantic relocation include pursuit of her doctoral studies in mediaeval history at the University of California Prospect, need for a change, and pursuing her studies independently. Her visa might allow provisions for working legally, but she has yet to obtain employment in the city. Her concerted effort to absorb the California lifestyle finds her a fixture on local beaches, practicing yoga or learning to surf, and loafing in coffeeshops near the university campus.


Ancien Régime
Kyrie has lived countless lifetimes.



Belle Époque


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Connections Light Connections Dark
  • Kyrie: You're not my other half. You are me.
  • Cia: What is life if not a song?
  • Nausi: You are not as we are, although our face you wear.
  • Claire: I'm Yours.
  • Phil: Are you my stalker?
  • Constantine: Love is a many splendored thing.
  • Caim: What is this terrible thing you see when you look into my eyes?
  • Roxy: What is it like to live a thousand lifetimes? We should compare notes.





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  • Aveline: Tant ai mo cor ple de joya.
  • Caim: Dieu est mort! Dieu reste mort! Et c'est nous qui l'avons tué!
  • Constantine: Anc ieu non l'aic, mas elha m'a?
  • Cia: Bel m'es quan lo vens m'alena.
  • Claire: Estat ai en greu cossirier.
  • Cross: What do I make of you, Père?
  • Luther: Hear the disharmony in the music of the spheres?
  • Nausi: Altas ondas que venez suz la mar. What you have given me, I will defend to the last.
  • Phil: Are you my stalker?
  • Roxy: La douza votz ai auzida.
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Two kindred spirits