C'est ce que j'ai dit. C'est ce que j'ai dit.
Le chant des oiseaux sifflait à travers le pittoresque village de Krukow, légèrement étouffé par les ragots modérés et le bercement des habitants. Même à ses jours les plus occupés, les marchés locaux étaient apprivoisés par rapport à l'agitation de Kuiper. Si Claudette devait être honnête, elle préférait le calme. Ses voyages fréquents sur les marchés seraient très stressants si elle devait faire son chemin à travers une grande foule. Panier de paille d'une main, son holo-pad de l'autre, Claudette parcourut la liste des fournitures que sa mère lui avait envoyées pour l'acquérir. L'écran transparent brillait d'une teinte légère de violet, projetée à partir de la petite capsule qui était nerveusement enveloppée dans les doigts délicats de Claudette. De grossière, elle serait nerveuse; ce soir, son père attendait la compagnie pour dîner. C'était un événement courant dans la famille de Claudette, mais ce soir n'était pas n'importe quel invité régulier de la maison.
Maria Greenwood venait dîner. C'est Maria Greenwood. Maintenant, la belle Mlle Greenwood semblait tout le miel et le sucre pour la plupart des gens de la ville. C'était une dame âgée qui assistait régulièrement aux sermons du diacre et apportait des produits de boulangerie. Pourtant, malgré les apparences, Mlle Greenwood était un loup vêtu de moutons. Elle et Henrietta, la mère de Claudette, ne s'entendaient pas. Dans les mots de ses mères;
La femme est un vieux corbeau condescendant. Et sa quiche a un goût de merde de chat. Je ne le donnerais pas à mes pires ennemis.
Claudette sentait son visage rougir en pensant à la langue que sa mère avait utilisée quand elle se plaignait dans la cuisine ce matin. La pensée de parler comme ça à haute voix était inconcevable. Pourtant, sa mère était une femme fière, et elle aimait son mari. Elle a soutenu le maléfique Mlle Greenwood, que Claudette a également détesté avec passion, pour garder la paix dans la communauté. Il était donc juste que Claudette, qui se promenait dans des rues vides alors qu'elle préférait lire sous un arbre, fasse de même. Bien qu'elle n'aimait toujours pas. L'idée de Mlle Greenwood de lui parler avec ce sourire forcé insupportable pendant qu'elle faisait passer des commentaires sur comment Claudette devrait être plus dévouée à la foi a fait son ventre churn. Elle a brièvement pensé à dire une prière pour le dîner de ce soir pour être rapide et sans douleur.
Alors que Claudette s'approchait d'un petit magasin, un petit endroit confortable dirigé par une femme nommée Amelia, elle sentit un bourdonnement soudain dans son oreille. Les ronflements continuèrent à pousser plus fort; la terre commença à gronder un peu. Claudette se retourna et regarda pour affronter le bruit. Les yeux grands ouverts en préoccupation, Claudette a lentement atteint la poignée de porte de la boutique d'Amelia et a poussé la porte ouverte. À l'intérieur, elle ferme rapidement la porte derrière elle. Son cœur courait comme un colibri. Que faisaient les navires Crucible à Krukow? Soudain, le dîner avec Mlle Greenwood semblait être une affaire insignifiante. Le Crucible fronça Les Enfants d'Aura, et Claudette avait entendu beaucoup d'histoires atroces de son père sur la façon dont ils persécutent ceux qui le pratiquent. Avant qu'elle ne puisse se dépasser, elle se fixa pour voir Amelia s'occuper de son magasin tout en s'occupant d'un autre client. Poussant de la porte, Claudette marcha en avant avec des jambes tremblantes. Elle a fait de son mieux pour rester composée, mais à la seconde où elle a atteint le comptoir, elle a juste brouillé la première chose qui lui est venue à l'esprit.
"Oh, Mlle Crovus! Avez-vous vu les vaisseaux aériens? Pourquoi le Crucible est-il ici de tous les endroits? Je ne comprends pas." Il était clair que Claudette paniquait. Elle avait sa main libre griffant sur sa poitrine et ses yeux dardaient en allers et retours autour de la boutique. Elle avait apparemment un peu de mal à respirer. Cependant, au bout d'un moment, son souffle s'est stabilisé et sa stature s'est raidie. Claudette se tint en silence un moment avant de lui serrer les mains sur la bouche dans l'embarras.
"Oh mon cher, comme c'est impoli de ma part. Bonne journée, Mlle Crovus. Bénédictions de la Mère à vous." Claudette s'inclina poliment, formant ses mains dans un cercle à sa poitrine. C'était un signe saint parmi les enfants; utilisé pour les salutations, les bénédictions et à peu près tout autre chose. Il était rare pour la plupart des gens de voir Claudette si flustered, mais même ainsi elle s'est assurée de se souvenir de ses manières. Même si elle a eu plus peur à la minute.
~ 5'3" - 116 lbs - Petite ~
Claudette's skin is light, but is also covered in freckles. These are most prominent around her face, neck and shoulders. She likes to wear a blue sundress with a matching hat most days, as well as a pair of sandals.
Personalia
Personal details of importance
【Name:】
Claudette Descoteaux
【Nickname:】
None, as far as she knows.
【Gender:】
Female
【Age:】
17
Psychological report
A report on subjects' mental health and forté
【Personality:】
Claudette is a sensitive person who takes how others see her very seriously. She is shy, quiet and reserved, though this is not her true nature. Anyone who has had the privilege to know Claudette can catch a glimpse of the free spirit shackled inside her heart. Growing up, Claudette has always felt an intense pressure to talk and behave in a manner which best represents her family. She's submissive and weak willed, easily growing flustered when others talk to her in a confronting manner. She's the type of person who if you made any passing remark about her, she would spend the next week fixated on your comment while wallowing in self doubt.
Claudette is very much a compassionate person, having grown up with the teachings of her father's faith. She follows the faith not out of belief, but more out of fear of disappointing her father. While she has only just started questioning the religion her family, and most of Kukrow, swears by, she is not in any rush to bring up such matters at the dinner table. She is always available to be a shoulder to cry on and can offer some surprisingly bold advice; if only she would listen to it herself. One of her more unexpected traits is her intellect and wit. She has quite the sense of humour, should you be lucky enough for her to open up to you to share it.
Claudette had quite a strict upbringing, and she has somewhat of an irrational fear of authority. Though she would never be the type to perform any illicit activities, she still feels anxious whenever she walks by a guard or an adult. This doesn't prove to be much of an issue for her, considering most of the people on the island recognise her by association with her father.
All in all, Claudette is a sweet young lady who feels she has big shoes to fill. She is constantly worried about how the island residents see her, not wishing to tarnish the good name of her father. This has lead her to be quite conservative and as a result she struggles with making friends. If you are able to enter her bubble though, you will find a loving friend with an unexpected curiosity and intelligence.
【History:】
In Aurelia, the Crucible does not allow much room for religious freedom. However the Crucible was not always in charge, and for many generations there had existed a faith that encompassed a large majority of the world. The Mother is the fountain from which life on Aurelia came to be, the Aura of the world. Scriptures have been written and recounted for hundreds of years depicting the tale of how The Mother created Aurelia, turning herself into the Aura that keeps the planet alive. The faith had many branches, many practitioners and countless followers. Though they would all come to be known under the umbrella religion known as The Children of Aura (or just The Children, depending on which branch you belonged to).
The religion played a huge part in the very early societies of Aurelia, but it would not last. The Crucible deemed the faith to be old, illogical and the various spiritual needs of its practitioners was deemed too inefficient. How could the Crucible create a stable economy and military when the Children required so much time for meditation and prayer? Practicing the religion was prohibited in all Crucible owned land, and the Children of Aura slowly began to dwindle. However there are still some who wholly believe in the faith, such as Deacon Descoteaux. The mans family had come from nothing, victims of the Crucible's oppression in Taviore. Their faith was all they had, and even the Crucible was determined to rid them of that. Only a newly anointed Deacon of the Faith, Jean-Luke Descoteaux knew that the only way he would be able to preach the words of The Mother was by fleeing Taviore.
Boarding a refugee ship, Jean-Luke stowed away from his home and ended up on Kuiper. He had spent many years there, volunteering at soup kitchens and centers for the homeless. It was here he realised his vocation, and he decided he would dedicated his life to spreading the word of The Mother to the lost Children who needed it most. Packing what little he had, he left Kuiper and settled on Kukrow. Here he proclaimed the word of Aura, and soon there were many in the village who came to his sermons. While the people were skeptical at first, Jean-Luke's acts of charity and love had warmed the hearts of the villagers. Soon enough the man became one of the most well respected individuals in the town, even being on good terms with the Mayor himself.
It wasn't long before Jean-Luke would find the love of his life; a woman named Henrietta. The two conceived a child and named her Claudette. Jean-Luke had hoped that his child would share the same affinity for magic that he did, as The Children smiled upon those who were born with the powers of a White Mage; which is believed to be a the Magic closest to the Mother. Unfortunately, Claudette was born with weak mana and would not be able to learn any form of magic. Jean-Luke was a little disappointed, but he loved his child regardless. He and Henrietta raised her with the faith, and she quickly grew to become a kind and caring young lady.
When she was old enough, Claudette began school and it was soon realised that they had quite a gifted child on their hands. She learned fast and had a curious spirit about her. Claudette and her father would often take trips to the library on Kuiper for the young girl to take out books to continue nurturing her mind. Her years of extra curricular study paid off, and soon Claudette was capable of solving complicated mathematical problems in her head faster than everyone could solve them using paper. She also gained a very deep understanding of economics, which had always piqued her interest considering her mothers status as a well respected businesswoman on Kuiper.
However as she grew older, Claudette began to realise that people saw her differently. She wasn't Claudette Descoteaux in their eyes, she was the Deacon's daughter. She could hear their whispers. It was clear that everyone loved her father, and why wouldn't they? He was a great man. However good their intentions though, Claudette soon developed a very irrational fear that others were judging her father based on her own actions. She was the daughter of one of the most well respected men in Kukrow. She had a standard to uphold. Had her careless childishness tarnished the good name of her father? If it had, then she would not rest until it was rectified.
Sure enough, people started noticing a change in attitude within Claudette. No longer the eager child who questioned everything, Claudette learned to silence her thoughts and behave politely in the public eye. It was the way people expected to see the Deacon's daughter, right? She became much more involved in the Faith, and while she did not possess the White Magic to follow in the same path as her father; she would make sure that she did everything to spread the word of The Mother to the people. Though the more she tried, the harder it became. As a child she had always loved the beautiful stories of the Mother, but after years of study and maturity she had begun to question it all. She couldn't help herself, it was her nature to poke around things and find as much out as she could.
Claudette felt like she was suffocating. The desire to express herself poking at her from the inside, but her dedication to her father keeping her in line. Before she knew it, Claudette was an entirely different person. Shy, reserved and above all; seemingly content. To the world around her she seemed to be the perfect daughter. She had no wants of her own other than to further the name of her father and support his mission to spread the Faith.
Combat investigatory reports
Data gathered by interviews and evaluations
【Classification:】
Human
【Skills:】
 Exceptional Rote Memory | Claudette is very good at remembering concepts and techniques. It doesn't take her long to memorise what she has learned, as well as put it into practice and begin experimenting with her knowledge of other concepts. This makes her quite a constructive thinker, able to unravel problems and approach them from different angles.
 Economical and Mathematical Knowledge | Claudette is good with numbers, which also somewhat ties into her knowledge of various economical concepts. While she's no economist, this does give her a cutting edge in barters at the market. Of coarse she has been out of practice with such things for quite some time, ever since she began worrying how others might view her playful haggling.
 Scripture | While to most it wouldn't be viewed as a particularly useful skill, Claudette has memorised a vast majority of the scriptures for The Children. Having spent her whole life listening to her father preach it, it is expected that she also know it. She is also very good at understanding the messages behind the stories and applying them to real situations. This makes her quite effective at offering advice, with the little religious twist added into it.
【Techniques:】
None so far
【Equipment:】
Claudette carries around a holo-pad which she uses to record notes and draw. She also carries around a copy of the Scripture as well as any novel she happens to be reading at the time.
【Position:】
Claudette mostly does charity work with her father, as well as helps him with his sermons.
【Theme song:】
Stardust Memory