Blanche/Noir

[rivaan]

Blanche Le'Claire/ Noir
Clan: Malkavian
Nationality:?(most likely French)
Actual Age:48
Apparent Age: around 18( 22 in her documents)
Appearance: 5' 63" tall, with long white hair, white skin and red eyes.
Other: Blanche is an albino, something that always seem to pull a lot of attention towards her when she is in place with a lot of people.
She also sufferes a personality disorder or to put it in more simple way, she has two personalities inside her. The first one Blanche Ombre is the one that is in control most of the time. Blanche thinks thats he is a male and everything about him proves that. The way he walks, froms his sentences and even stands. Though that doesnt apply for the body. Since it's a female body, it's quite slender and the chest and the voice are dead give away. Actaully the sole reason Blanche don't realise the truth lies in the balance of his own madness. His own mid restricts his voice so he cannot talk and comunicate by writing either on a notebook or his mobile. As for the chest, its conceiled under a special tight vest, that's making the chest almost invisible under the white shirt of the suit, that he always wears. He also wears a pair of black glasses that hide his red eyes... for no perticular reason besides the fact he likes them. He doesn't know about Noir. His weapon of choice is high caliber revolver. Blanche works as a freelance agent for hire, so he rarely stay at one place for long. His favorite type of missions are transporting one, though he can take a wide range of contracts(no lasting though). He takes contracts from both Sabbat and the Camarilla, but is very selective in his sabbat ones.
The second persona is Noir. This is probably the twisted fragment of the original personality, before the madness consumed Blanche. She carries the full memories from before the split between the two of them. Noir is brutal, sadistic and enjoys to play around with people. She doesn't care much if someone dies or who she harms. All she cares about is Blanche and to not be bored. As she is asleep most of the time, there are sevral triggers that can awaken her. 1-Blanche to be in mortal danger that he cannot overcome, 2- a direct prove that blanche is a woman will awaken her and make them switch places, whiping Blanche's memories about the event ( like a let's say slash that cuts the shirt and expose the vest.) Also she occasionally wakes up every night around sunrise and sunset to put on the clothes Blanche wears for the day, thought it's rare, sometimes she stays around for the whole night, usually wasting it in a night club or playing aroud with people. Weapon of choice - Whip, doesn't do much damage, but surely as hell it hurts a lot... especially in her hands.
Also for some reason some reason they can only consume blood from girls... who knows why...
History: Blanche/ Noir's real name was Lis Rapier. She was born if France, in the town of Calais. She was the sole daughter of a small family. The father was a sailor and the mather was a tailor. They weren't rich, but the family lived well. Lis was also noticed by the church for her beautiful voice and they wanted to take her to the local chorus. She was happy and her family agreed, but that was where the nightmare began. When she was 12, they received a threatening letters. One day on her way from school, despite the police guard she had, a man abducted her. Using his connections, he managed to put her in a cargo container on a ship he worked on. He locked her there and visited her every night when he was on watch duty during the long voyage to the States. He made sure she was fed and well, but during the long hours in the darkness, all alone and scared, something in her mind began to crack. It wasn't sudden, the man noticed it after a long while when he opened the cargo container once, when they were almost arrived. He finally realised that something wasn't right, Liz was standing in the darkness without crying or saying anything at all. She just stood there with a blanket around her and empty eyes staring into him. With her like that, he didn't have to beat her up and put pieces of cloth in her mouth everytime during the remaining of the voyage, when he wanted to rape her, so she cannot scream as he did till then. Little by little Liz sank even deeper in the darkness that was her mind. When they arrived in the USA, he somehow managed to slip her out of the ship without the police or anyone notice it. He locked her in his house not too far from New York. For 6 years she was there, like a locked animal and he did whatever he liked, but he never though that what was happening with her was strange. With her being like a souless puppet, he gradually made her do house work and even cook. He even brought home a friend of his once, to show off his "Wife". One day when she was 18, during the usuall "session", she used her nails to wound his throat. He was surprised, but made her go for the medkit. Unfrotunately for him she returned with the bucher knife from the kitchen. The girl just chopped and chopped till everything in the room was red. Afterwards she just continued as usual, doing the housecleaning, cooking etc. One day the neightbors sensed the smell of rotten flesh and called the police. When they entered the house by force, they found Lis just cooking, she didn't even notice them at first. When she did, she said that there were more guests and she had to make more food and started to make more. They found the decaying body upstairs and the police took her in. After a lot of examinations and researches, they found out who she was, but she had noone anymore, her family had died in a car accedent two years after her abduction. With nothing else to do, they sent her to a place where people in her condition could get better treatment. It was a nice mental clinic, but she didn't show any signs of getting better. It was there that a certain doctor found her and took her with him to his master... her sire. In the years to come, Blanche and Noir learned everything they needed to know and eventually Blanche went on his own way. Without an anchor to just keep wandering.