DE MARQUE , adrienne isabeau

[ADRIENNE ISABEAU DE MARQUE !]

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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,

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always lookin' down at all i see
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,

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the spaces i can't reach
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Adrienne Isabeau de Marque

NICKNAMES:
Adri, to her brothers only

AGE:
17

D.O.B.:
June 22, 1990

ALLEGIANCE:
Neutral

PROFESSION:
Student

WAND TYPE:
Ebony and basalisk fang, 11 3/4 inch, springy

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YOU KNOW THAT I ,

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could use somebody
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Dark, chocolate brown

EYE COLOUR:
Whiskey amber

HEIGHT:
5ft 2 in

WEIGHT:
Around 110 lbs

BODY TYPE:
A dancer's build, curvy but lean

VOICE:
Deep and naturally purring, very seductive. French accented ever so slightly.

PERSONAL STYLE:
She prefers things that fit close to her body to show off her curves, and prefers dark colors.

GENERAL DESCRIPTION:
A quick glance is never enough for one of Adrienne’s status, one really has to take a longer look to fully appreciate all that is going on. The blend of her features is something to be admired for more than a few seconds and in her lifetime Adrienne has received more than her far share of double-takes, even triple-takes. What first catches people is obviously her body. Although Adrienne is not exactly curvy she has enough of a bust and wide enough hips to scream of femininity. But her beauty goes beyond that, far beyond, above those long legs and narrow torso. Beyond even the naturally creamy skin tone. Where the body will quickly lose attention the face will hold it, and likely for a significant time.

The eyes are what draw the attention next, framed as they are by thick, dark lashes. A most brilliant shade of brown they are rather deep set, lending her the appearance of always being broody or tired. Bedroom eyes they have been called, and the title suits them well. Adrienne is never one to wear a great deal of make-up, but she will often line her eyes, knowing that they are indeed her best feature. If you look close enough they are not a simple brown, almost a red color lined with a deep chocolate color that blends together to become a whiskey amber color. Her eyes are the windows to her soul and they bare her emotions for the world to see, even though she has learned to control what emotions are displayed by this point in her life.

The eye is likely to follow those eyes to Adrienne’s nose, what she considers to be one of her worst features. More than once she has complained that it is too long and too wide not to mention patterned with freckles. Luckily the world did invent make up and Adrienne has spared no expense making sure that the rest of the world will never learn of the very bane of her existence. In her opinion freckles make her seem far too cutesy, a term that the young woman loathes completely. Nonetheless her nose really isn’t that terrible, paired as it is with full, pouty lips and high cheekbones it in fact defines her, makes her all the more appealing.

She also hates her jaw line. While most women like a square, thick jaw like Adrienne’s, she can’t stand it on her. She feels it makes her look almost mule like, and finds it to over-done against her thin neck and the rest of her tiny body. She does not accent it much, and actually prefers to underplay it by wearing her hair down to cover the harsh line.

The hair, being one of the first and last things mentioned, is really quite luscious. It falls in lovely waves over the young woman’s shoulders, thick and dark. Yet in the right light it can seem almost chocolate as opposed to it‘s real raven black. It also seems to change with the seasons, being much darker in the winter than in the summer months. Her hair is almost always perfectly groomed, though she never bothers to do anything overtly fancy with it. Beyond leaving it down (where it looks best) the only other thing she bothers doing is pin it up so it’s off her neck. Even then it never stays up for long, various pieces falling down to frame her face. The stray strands often get in her way, thus the habit she has developed of constantly toying with her hair, pushing it off of her face or simply twirling it around her finger.

Back to the body, time for a better look. She definitely has a lovely body. Adrienne is short in comparison to most girls, reaching only five foot two inches in height. It seems that the average height hovers more around five foot six, so Adrienne is often a bit smaller than most. Luckily the men are always much taller than her (usually at least) because honestly she would not be able to stand courting somebody who was shorter than her. Her legs are extremely long, giving her a look akin to a gazelle, finished off by her large brown eyes. Her build is typical to any girl who spends a lot of time outside. She’s slim and well toned with hardly an ounce of fat on her body due to the fact that she is constantly active and busy.

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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,

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and how you speak
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× Fine horses
× Nice clothing
× Balls
× Good looking men
× Her brothers
× Cool weather
× Silk
× Rich colors
× Dancing
× The piano
× Dark Arts
× Reading

CHARACTER DISLIKES:
× Being told what to do
× Being wet for long periods of time
× Hypocrites
× Marriage, in general
× The idea of having children
× Being inside for extended periods of time
× Extreme temperatures
× Gryffindors in general
× Most of her professors
× Feeling plain
× Butterbeer

GOALS:
× graduate top of her class
× move back to France
× fall in love
BOGGART:
Herself, poor. Adrienne is very vain and knows money keeps her looking good.

PATRONUS:
Adrienne's patronus takes the form of a big, white lion, representing her father.

DEMENTOR:
She always sees her first bad injury, which happened when she was a child. She fell out of a tree while she and her brothers were playing and slashed her side open on the way down. Most of what she remembers, as she was so young, is the pain and the blood and being able to see her rib bones though the cut layers of skin and tissue. She is reminded of the incident every time she sees the scar along her side.

AMORENTIA:
× smoke
× roses
× men's cologne
× rain

BASIC PERSONALITY: arrogant, intelligent, snarky, flirtatious, playful, vain, bratty, thoughtful, selfish, elegant

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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,

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under cover of the streets
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Alexandre de Marque, Ambassador from the French ministry, 41, living

MOTHER:
Isabeau de Marque ne Baptiste, Debutant, 37, living
BROTHER(S):
Etienne de Marque, 21, Ministry official, living
Dimitri de Marque, 20, Professional slacker, living
Felix de Marque, 19, Business Man, living

SISTER(S):
None

OTHER:
None of importance

BLOOD STATUS:
Pureblood

HOMETOWN:
A small, coastal town in Aquitaine, France

CURRENT RESIDENCE:
Between Hogwarts and her family's new home in Ipswich

BIOGRAPHY:
Adrienne was born into a bloodline known not only through France, but around the world as well for death and distruction. Her father, Alexandre de Marque is the oldest son of the de Marque family. Her mother, Isabeau de Marque (nee Baptiste) however, is from a family notorious for their dark ties, but is considered to be one of the most beautiful women in France. Born with natural good looks and given the best a girl could have, the young woman was expected for great things from the moment she entered the world.

Adrienne was born the fourth child of the bloodline in the heat of the French summer. She was beautiful, even as a baby. From the beginning she was given all she could have. Private tutors graced her home every day to teach her not only the basics such as Latin, English, German, Piano, Violin, and Cello, but also the basic foundations for magic that she was expected to know before enterting school. She had a barrage of maids and nannies, as well as a personal governess that attended to her every whim. She proved to be extremely intelligent, even from a young age, learning very quickly and at a more advanced level than most of the men her age.

She and her brothers were always very close, more so to Etienne than the other two. He was like a second father to her, and often was her protector in every since of the word. She often ran with them when she was young and did everything they did, including wrestling, racing, fighting, and gaining her fair share of scars before her parents could do anything about it.

As soon as she was old enough, her older brothers taught to ride a horse. Proving that she had a talent for it, she was given her first horse at age six. She often went on the hunts with her father and more often than not, did better than they did.

When she turned eleven, she recieved her letter from Beauxbatons, inviting her to attend their school. She followed her brothers to school, finding herself sorted into the same house. As her brothers had already made a reputation for themselves for their intelligence, good looks, and bloodlines, all Adrienne had to do was step in as the youngest of the de Marque children. She blew threw school like a hurricane, scoring top marks in all of her classes and staying at the top of her class for her years there.

Just before her seventh year of school was to begin, the de Marque family was informed that Alexandre had been accepted for a job at the English Ministry of Magic as a liason between the French and the English wizarding communities. Despite Adrienne's protests, the entire family was uprooted and moved to England.

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I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,

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you notice someone like me,
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Nicole

RP EXPERIENCE:
8 years or so?

HOW YOU FOUND US:
Naomi owns my soul

OTHER CHARACTERS:
None

RP SAMPLE:

Adrienne had awoken early that day to an empty room and an equally empty bed. The only way to explain the lock of wolf dogs crowding her bed was that Papa and her brothers had taken the day to go hunting, and, with her mother on holiday, she was totally alone in the house. It took her a while to convince herself that she did, in fact, need to get out of bed and get dressed for the day, in case visitors were to come. After all, with the masters of the house gone, it was her duty to make sure everything was taken care of.

She eventually did get up from bed, calling her maid in to help her get ready for the day ahead. With no plans to leave the house, she instructed Anya to keep her hair down and in it's natural ringlets around her face and body. She munched on the small breakfast of fruit that was out before her as Anya manipulated the curls to fall just so, in the way that would flatter her features the most.

Her clothing was nothing elaborate as she did not plan on being seen by more than a few people, and consisted of a simple white shirt and a high waited, full, black skirt that set off her tiny waist and emphasized the hourglass figure she naturally possessed. Though it was simple, the little French girl made sure she still looked as lovely as she could in it. After all, she was one of the prettier girls around, she had a reputation to uphold.

She moved downstairs and into the parlor, sliding into her favorite arm chair and turning to sit in it in a most unladylike fashion. With her back against one arm and her legs draped over the opposite arm, she balanced a book on her upraised thighs and began to read, ready to move if she were to acquire company.

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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,

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