Émile

Emile s'est assis avec son chauffeur Uber, un pied nerveux se reposant sur le genou de la jambe opposée. Ses parents auraient payé pour un taxi privé ou un chauffeur, aucune question posée, mais parfois il était préférable de se sentir plus normal. D'ailleurs, c'était sa normalité maintenant, ayant souvent partagé un voyage à la maison après une nuit qui a fini dans l'ivresse inévitable. Le conducteur, un homme à la fin de la vingtaine, sentait peu la mauvaise herbe et maudit à la neige. L'odeur a rappelé Emile de sa sœur aînée, vérité à dire. Elle avait toujours l'air d'avoir des choses cachées...
Il se souvenait de la loge, bien qu'elle ne soit pas très bien. Il était jeune la dernière fois qu'ils l'ont visité. Faites confiance à ses parents pour avoir une maison de vacances qu'ils n'utilisaient qu'une fois par décennie. Il avait dû s'adapter quand il s'était éloigné, mais c'était bon pour lui. Il a apprécié son cours, même si ça n'allait pas finir dans ce qu'il avait dit à ses parents. Un frisson s'est abattu sur sa colonne vertébrale, et il a léché les lèvres. J'espère qu'il pourra garder la façade. Pendant combien de temps il aurait dû mentir, il ne savait pas. Pour toujours?
-- Hé, oui, par là, dit Emile, en pointant quand ils sont arrivés à une fourche sur la route. La visibilité était vraiment affreuse. Son chauffeur semblait soulagé lorsqu'ils ont finalement atteint la maison, laissant un long sifflement bas entre ses lèvres alors qu'il regardait à la maison. "C'est un bel endroit que tu as." "Vous êtes le bienvenu pour prendre ma place." Avec un rire doux, Emile se berça vers l'avant et ouvrit la porte. Il avait oublié les domestiques, qui se précipitèrent rapidement pour l'aider et ouvrirent la botte pour sortir sa valise. Le conducteur avait l'air d'avoir les yeux un peu grands sur tout ça, en secouant la tête pendant qu'il s'éloignait.
"Merci. Je suis Emile », a-t-il dit tranquillement en l'aidant à l'intérieur. Il s'est éparpillé de sa veste, souriant doucement à une servante nerveuse. Elle semblait terrifiée malgré le sourire. Pour être honnête, il ressentait la même chose. Il a pris dans la loge avec un soupir doux - il revenait à lui maintenant. Toute fantaisie et plus propre que son assiette après une longue journée de conférences. Ses pas devinrent errants tandis qu'un autre serviteur le conduisit dans sa vieille chambre. « Votre sœur aînée, Samantha, est déjà arrivée, monsieur », l'a-t-elle informé au fur et à mesure qu'ils allaient. « Vos parents vous salueront un peu plus tard. J'espère que vous serez à l'aise."
Les serviteurs l'ont rendu un peu maladroit, à vrai dire. La seule raison pour laquelle il était ici, c'était à cause de sa naissance. Il n'était pas une personne intrinsèquement meilleure. Il ne méritait pas tout ça. C'était juste le statu quo. La chambre elle-même était comme il se rappelait - un lit queen-size, confortable avec un thème bleu et blanc à elle. Emile ne se sentait pas fatigué. Il a remercié le serviteur qui a apporté son lit, s'arrêtant un moment au milieu de la pièce. Samantha... Il pouvait à peine se souvenir d'elle. Est-ce qu'il l'a déjà rencontrée? Est-ce qu'elle a amené quelqu'un? Il plana, avant d'aller à sa porte et de jeter un coup d'œil sur le passage. Il entendait des voix. Une brève excitation et une nervosité soudaines lui ont frappé la poitrine. Il allait voir Nat, et Arthur, et Elaine, et Indy, et... Esi.
La famille se réunissait. Cependant dysfonctionnel, il les aimait encore.
Emile Carrington

N A M E
Emile Hunter Carrington
A G E
19
G E N D E R
Male
O C C U P A T I O N
College student (Nursing)
S E X U A L I T Y
Heterosexual
R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single
F A M I L Y M E M B E R S
None other than the Carringtons.



A P P E A R A N C E
Emile is a gentle looking chap, with a round face that makes him look a year or two younger than he is. He stands at an average 5,9" that he often wishes was a little bit more - but he's not one for complaining, and generally just gets on with life. He has a stocky build that puts on muscle easily at the running risk of making him look stout - recently, he's taken up jogging to accompany his usual gym habits.
Emile's friends often tease him about his 'baby face.' It's true; he's never been able to order alcohol without being asked for an ID (unfortunately, since he's underage). A soft jawline and rounded cheeks as well as limited beard-growing ability make him look youthful, but charming. Light blue eyes framed by long, dark eyelashes add to his overall appeal, and his lips have been described as 'kissable.' His hairstyle can look outdated, depending on how he wears it - it has a striking resemblance to the 'Justin Bieber,' of a few years ago...
He walks with a quiet confidence, surety in where he is going and where he's been. Emile has a penchant for casual hoodies over t-shirts, and dark slim-fit jeans or chinos. He cleans up rather nicely, and isn't opposed to wearing formal clothing. He doesn't really follow the latest trends, but tends to dress well for his own body and look.



P E R S O N A L I T Y
Emile is a sensitive soul who tends to think before he speaks and acts. He isn't the type to be easily stressed or worried - he is incredibly laid back. Unfortunately, this means he can also fall into the trap of being lazy. It takes quite a bit of motivation to get him to study, in particular. Thankfully he's a clever kid, but he probably isn't reaching his full potential in his academics. He prefers diplomacy over conflict every time, and will hesitate to place himself firmly on one side.
Emile has a particular love for people. While not the typical loud extrovert, he enjoys listening to peoples' stories and also enjoys some attention himself. In addition, nothing gives him a greater high than helping somebody in need - it's for this reason that he has decided to study nursing. Caring is his strong suit. This doesn't just go physically; Emile is also a sympathetic ear, although he isn't great at giving advice. He can also be quite naive, and miss out on the subtext of a conversation.
The side of Emile that not everyone sees, is that he isn't completely honest. He's not above telling a 'harmless' white lie here and there, to dissolve tension or get people to move on. One of his larger lies was to his parents, that he's studying to become a doctor (instead of the truth - that he wants to be a nurse). While he wouldn't intentionally spread rumours or anything nasty, he often simply doesn't understand the implications of his words. Unfortunately, lies always seem to catch up with us in the end...




L I K E S
People
Chilled music
Caring for others
FIFA
Beer (...but don't tell his parents he's been boozing.)
D I S L I K E S
Loneliness
Seeing others in pain
Heavy metal
Champagne
Tension



H I S T O R Y
Emile was never a highly-strung child, and tended to just go with what was asked of him. He was an obedient, bright (albeit lazy) and well-mannered boy for his entire childhood, rarely throwing a tantrum or crying. He slept straight through the night from a small baby (to the relief of those living in the household and his nanny). He was spoiled with toys and sweets, but still felt the vacuum of his parents' attention - perhaps even more so than his older siblings.
At age 8, he began to occasionally tell small white lies. This was a tactic to get more attention. They were never large, and he was careful to not be found out - for example, lying to an older sibling that he could do a handstand, and have the sibling watch while he failed. They weren't ever harmful, but they were still a part of his life. They became easy to tell over the years. Once or twice he was caught out, but the majority slipped by unnoticed. He became skilled at his poker face.
Emile was always a kind boy despite his faults, and from a young age would throw himself in to help look after a sick family member. Although he knew that his parents would prefer him to do something like a law degree, his heart drew him towards medicine. Emile never wanted to be a doctor. Doctors diagnosed, prescribed medicine - they didn't care like nurses did. Afraid of his parents' disapproval, Emile lied and told them that he wanted to be a doctor. Thankfully, they weren't involved enough in his life to do any in-depth research into his applications.
Emile attended a university on the other side of the country, opting to move away and form his own life. He never hated his parents, but he knew that they wouldn't understand what he wanted for himself. He's made friends and had a few girlfriends, with at least one after his family name. It's made him slightly wary of the dating world, and of revealing his family too early on in a relationship. Of course, it's difficult to escape the name of the Caringtons...
M I S C E L L A N E O U S I N F O
Emile has a habit of licking his lips when he's nervous (they get dry).

Lee Carrington

"My father is... a very difficult man."
Emile was never a difficult child, but he was unmotivated - and Lee obviously didn't take kindly to this. He lied many a time about how school was going just to escape any biting remarks, and tended to stay out of his way. Emile would have liked a closer relationship, had his father been kinder; thankfully, there were other male role models in his life to make up for that. He considers his father almost a stranger, so few were their interactions.
Cassiopeia Carrington

"She's my mom, and I love her - but often, I just feel like... Like she's just so far away from me, y'know? It makes me sad."
Emile is convinced that his strict mother would disapprove of his choice in career. He finds it harder to lie to her her than Lee, but it's a necessity at times. He really does want her to be proud of him, and sometimes feels disappointed in himself that he can't bring himself to admit the truth of his studies. He realises that she cares, but it's in such a strange way that he finds it difficult to connect with her. He knows that he's terribly average compared to some others in the family (especially Mathias, the surgeon), and so, was never very much on his mother's radar. In any case, Emile shies away from nastiness, and preferred to avoid her sharp tongue.
Samantha Carrington

"I never knew her. She left the house before I was even born. I just know that she's a painter."
Emile honestly barely knows his sister at all. She hasn't exactly been present around the household. He's curious about her though, partially because she seems rather mysterious to him.
Arthur Carrington

"I don't know Arthur very well, but he's always so nice. I'd like to spend more time with him."

Arthur was a little more present, popping in and out of Emile's life every now and again. Emile has good memories of him, even though they're few and far inbetween.
Gabriel Carrington

"I've... never really heard a lot about him. Though, there was that thing - he was awarded something for being in combat. I also heard that he was hurt real bad..."
Again, Emile didn't get the chance to know Gabriel - he left soon after Emile was born. However, he was incredibly sad to hear about the injury that his brother had sustained in combat. He feels a strange guilt, as if he should have been there to look after him, despite the fact that it was impossible and they're nigh-on strangers.
Mathias Carrington

"My brother's a surgeon - how cool is that? I mean, I heard that he was sort of weird as a kid, but it's inspiring to see someone else in the family in medicine. Even if they're probably making mom and dad prouder..."

Emile has faint memories of Mathias from when he was young, although they're pretty blurry. He heard that his brother wasn't the most normal as a kid, but he was still inspired by the fact that Mathias went into medicine. He gets the feeling that his brother is a little bit full of himself, but he likes him nonetheless - in a word, he's very charming.
Charles Carrington

Esther Carrington

"Esi's a big-shot music producer; I've seen her name pop up a good few times. But I can't help but wonder if she's actually... happy. I hope that she's okay."
Emile often thinks about his older sister by 7 years with some worry. Esi seems to float about life, flitting from one thing to another with reckless abandon. He vaguely remembers a big fuss being made when she was in her teens - later finding out that it was related to drugs. There's a large age gap between them, but he remembered enough to know that he loved her. They weren't ever very close until he was 16, and she invited him to visit her for the summer. This happened regularly during school holidays until last summer. Esther had too much of something, and had ended up fighting in a bar. He'd had to deal with taking her home, getting her down from her high, and treating the injuries she'd sustained. Emile had decided at that moment that he couldn't take worrying over her every night that he spent with her, if she'd overdose or pass out and choke on her own vomit - he rarely made a fuss, but he told her that he wouldn't come back unless she was clean. They haven't really spoken since then.
Nathaniel Carrington

"He's my rebellious, angsty older brother, and I love him. He's kinda moody, but really talented."

There's a 6 year age gap between Emile and Nathaniel, but he was the closest brother Emile had and a male role model to him. Fortunately for his parents, Emile never took to being a truancy. He was the family member that, when little, Emile used to run to with a scraped knee or a bully, knowing that there'd be a kind word for him and a shoulder to sniffle on. He was the first person to introduce him to the joys of alcohol - perhaps his only rebellious act, other than lying. Emile still gets excited when his brother visits him, knowing that he's in for a good time whether they go out or stay in.
Indiana Carrington

"Indy thinks a lot. Like, a lot. And I worry about her sometimes."

Indy's always seemed more sensitive than some of his other siblings - not in the sense that she'd cry or get upset all the time, but that he'd often come across her with a blankness to her expression that scared him. He grew up with her music reverberating through the house, and truly does enjoy listening to her play. Although classical music isn't his passion, he wishes that he could see her play again sometime. It's been a while.
Elaine Carrington

"My little sister - I'm not the baby of the family, after all! I'm her big bro, and I'll always be there for her."
Emile feels protective over his little sister. Okay, so he's away from her for most of the year, and sometimes she seems to disregard him, but he tries his best to keep up with her when not swept away with college. He thinks that she's a little bit harsh on some members of the family, but to be honest, he looks at her with rose-tinted spectacles. After all, it's his responsibility as older brother to make sure that she's okay.