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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
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| Names:
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Aveline de Lampériere
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| Nationality:
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Norman French
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| Occupation:
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Heiress
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| Demeanor:
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Perfectionist
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| Apparent Age:
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Twenty?
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| Height:
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5'1
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| Build:
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Fragile
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| Eyes:
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Blue
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| Hair:
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Brunette
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| Tradition:
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Cult of Ecstasy
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My own.
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| Resonance:
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Dynamic
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(Under Development)
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Kyrie/Infobox
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RP Hooks
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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/Hooks
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Connections Dark
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- 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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Kyrie/Contacts
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