TheyDontKnowIBurn
Supernova
- Joined
- May 10, 2009
- Location
- The Asscrack of nowhere, WA
Name: Gabrielle de Beaumont
Age: 22 during the first arc.
Appearance: Long, straight, platinum blonde hair that curls only at the sides of her face. Her bangs are held to the side. She has sharp, narrow, emerald green eyes and just a faint dusting of pale freckles. She's fairly light complected. She stands about 5'5''. Bust is 36 C.
Attire: Usually wears darker clothing. Fitting gowns. Her most common attire is a black sweater dress and ankle high boots.
Personality: She's rather cool and collected for the most part. Being that her father is Dion de Beaumont, the man who bought out all the Hilton hotels, she's always been in the public eye. But you know it's bad when she actually becomes panicked or frightened. She tends to not put up with much, and seems quite confident of her ability to protect herself... normally.
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Friday night. It was late. Late enough that Maya was just getting ready to close up the office. She was tidying up the place. Things had been slow. No cases in a week. It was rough. But this was the life they lead. Maya was on the other side of the room when there was a series of forceful knocks at the door. It was raining out.
"Hey Nick, can you get that?" Maya called. She was a bit preoccupied, trying to untangle herself from the mass of electronics cables around her. "Just tell whoever it is we're closed and that we'll get her tomorrow morning."
Outside the door she stood. Breathless. Panicked. Covered in blood that wasn't her own. She was barefooted and soaked to the bone, the white oriental style gown she wore clinging to her like a second skin. Gabrielle pounded at the door again frantically. She knew she didn't have much time before the cops found her, but she knew the man that resided within was the only one who could save her.
Age: 22 during the first arc.
Appearance: Long, straight, platinum blonde hair that curls only at the sides of her face. Her bangs are held to the side. She has sharp, narrow, emerald green eyes and just a faint dusting of pale freckles. She's fairly light complected. She stands about 5'5''. Bust is 36 C.
Attire: Usually wears darker clothing. Fitting gowns. Her most common attire is a black sweater dress and ankle high boots.
Personality: She's rather cool and collected for the most part. Being that her father is Dion de Beaumont, the man who bought out all the Hilton hotels, she's always been in the public eye. But you know it's bad when she actually becomes panicked or frightened. She tends to not put up with much, and seems quite confident of her ability to protect herself... normally.
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Friday night. It was late. Late enough that Maya was just getting ready to close up the office. She was tidying up the place. Things had been slow. No cases in a week. It was rough. But this was the life they lead. Maya was on the other side of the room when there was a series of forceful knocks at the door. It was raining out.
"Hey Nick, can you get that?" Maya called. She was a bit preoccupied, trying to untangle herself from the mass of electronics cables around her. "Just tell whoever it is we're closed and that we'll get her tomorrow morning."
Outside the door she stood. Breathless. Panicked. Covered in blood that wasn't her own. She was barefooted and soaked to the bone, the white oriental style gown she wore clinging to her like a second skin. Gabrielle pounded at the door again frantically. She knew she didn't have much time before the cops found her, but she knew the man that resided within was the only one who could save her.
