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Sawyer, You're Going out a Youngster
"I'm a little lamb, who's lost in the wood. I know I could, always be good," he sung with tinny smoothness.

"To one who'll watch, over me." His falsetto rung clear, and he kept his eyes on Sophie the entire time. The high voice made his prominent Adams Apple slide up, away, and vanish until he was done with his bit of singing.

"I thought you were pretty good with the bassy grumble. But I think we'd both have to practice a little more if we wanted to try a real duet," he mused. "But I really think we could definitely pull it off." He smirked, and offered her a flash of thumbs up.

"I don't think it's a weird thought," he said with a shrug. "It would definitely be interesting and I'd love to try if you would."

"But yeah." The conversation changed topics smoothly. "Bit too same old same old sometimes, isn't it? I think we're all just counting down the hours until graduation, maybe. Until it's tedious math lectures in college instead of high school," he laughed. "I recall you mentioning something about an art school?" He didn't know for sure, it was just what he vaguely remembered about her and her face.

Sawyer, You're Going out a Youngster
Paris nodded once. She'd smirked, she'd said something. It sounded like he'd made a good decision.

"Awesome. Yeah, I just had to try it when I saw you with it."

She took a sip but he couldn't mirror that. He heard her out instead.

"I'm imagining something slow and saucy like the Ella and Louis cover, actually." Paris breathed out of his nose in amusement. "Though I bet you could pull off a jazzy arrangement." He mimicked a few slow, finger cramp-looking chords in midair, then smirked to himself. "I'm pretty interested to see how you end up doing it."

He looked away for a second, glancing into the distance. There was a spot of darkness somewhere in the dimly lit shop.

"... Yeah, it definitely could. You could go for it too. You've got the voice," he said thoughtfully. "How was school today? Bit distracted because of tonight coming up, maybe?"

Here comes the Relationship Thread
o/ !!

i wave, etc.

So I have some ideas! Paris - Simon could be interesting, though there are several variables I'd need your help filling in. Gist of it is that I think Simon would consider Paris intellectually beneath him, especially since the relationship was probably randomly started by a cold approach from Paris? Seems like the most likely option. So Paris might easily talk things like religion and somewhat ignorant beliefs that Simon loves to deconstruct, but despite this they might actually be on decent speaking terms since Paris doesn't mind and I get the sense that Simon also doesn't mind? Like, he likes to argue w/ people but still hangs out with them even if they intellectually offend him, is the impression I get.

Paris - Scarlett also seems solid since they're both outgoing, so maybe they naturally gravitate towards one another. Maybe share Spanish classes, especially because Paris might occasionally be able to help her out if she can persuade him to be helpful for a change. They can both talk music, and Paris also might have tried his 'date them then do the religion thing' on her? More likely than not it does not work but they break it off on amicable terms? Oh and most importantly, in deference to the old Irene-Scarlett stuff we had going, like... Paris should have written Scarlett a song at some point. Just 'cause.

Hunting Potential Mates
I thought of something a bit interesting as a possible relationship for Alex and Paris! This one's dependent on aspects of your character I can't necessarily predict w/ the information I so far have, namely his intellectual reaction to religion.

But if he's not so approving of it then I thought he might not think well of Paris, as one of the schools likely poster boys of fervor. Or even if he tolerates it, in general Paris in particular might welcome his ire. Paris doesn't seem so smart and is spoiled but he's also stubborn and well spoken, so I figure that'd be an infuriating combo for an arrogant intellectual like Alex to face. Like whenever they talk it becomes a petty argument that Alex can't for the life of him win even though it seems like he should, like Paris is just one of those people you can't win against? So Alex might be frustrated by the dude and not respect him much.

Sawyer, You're Going out a Youngster
Paris smiled back, a few of his good teeth catching the light. He watched her appraise the room for a moment before his eye wandered up and down and then away.

"I'm excited about seeing a familiar face too. Always cool to see you around after all, Sophie." He said it without his smile going away. Also it looked like there were already a few new faces streaming in, or maybe just faces of classmates Paris didn't quite remember. He pointed them out idly. Then he tried to remember the songs he'd been considering playing, successfully.

"I don't really know to be honest." He called a waitress, but finished speaking to Sophie before he asked for anything. "Just whatever comes to mind, you know? I like the cut of what you're considering though. Impress the crowd with a familiar classic, good call," and Paris nodded sagely in conclusion.

"I'll have what she's having."

Bonds of People
Ooh okay, here's some ideas.

Paris - Nate : At first I was only musing on this one for the lulz but unfortunately I sort of got a legit idea for how it could work that I wanted to run by you. Like it doesn't seem like it should be likely here, but hear me out. Paris is universally friendly and will cold approach people. I think Nate's behavior will fascinate him and her passive acceptance of being talked at will mean she won't turn him away off hand. At some point if he tried the flirt-proselytizing it would likely have flown over her head but she might end up be interested in some of the religious stuff he'd mention to her in artistic terms maybe. Obviously she wouldn't actively seek him out but she'd welcome the occasional interesting ideas he lobs her way. So like, they don't speak often but neither of them mind one another and they can have productive if fairly one-way conversations about music and art when they happen to run into one another. If that all makes sense.

Paris - Cilo : Cilo and Paris could well have tried to do the relationship thing in the past but Paris obviously was just doing his thing and I'm sure that would offend Cilo into immediately blacklisting him, like, 'really, that was what you were trying to do with me?' That sort of thing would be insulting to her so she has no time for him now. The hatred would be pretty one sided though from her end, he would have no idea what he did wrong and just shrug if they ever meet and she gives him the cold shoulder or an annoyed remark in passing.

TALK TO ME ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS.
You've already got Rachael but have you met yourself my boy P A R I S?

Ramona - Since both of them are very friendly and outgoing I figure it's inevitable they met each other, perhaps later on in their high school careers, more in the time frame when Ramona's more confident with herself. I figure if Paris does his 'date becomes a bible sales pitch' thing Ramona would be able to take it in her stride? Wave him off and otherwise they stay on good terms and remain speaking-terms acquaintances? They likely talk music when they meet, that's the thing they share in common.

Natali - Here's an interesting idea I am musing upon. What if Paris' mother, who is a photographer with a local studio, mentored Natali a bit when she was starting out as a photographer, in a Good Samaritan sort of deal? Maybe shares equipment, offers critique and advice. If Mrs. Ardennes/Kadivian approves of that nice young girl and their shared passions it'd also win Paris over if Natali is approved by his mother or she introduced them to each other or something. That might open Paris to being slightly less weird and creepy than he usually is and he might be more frank and honest with her by some degree. Not quite a confidante but a degree closer than most other people get. Like, they're close but maybe don't speak so often, but they kind of get each other in a way? We might have to PM discuss this one further if you're interested, it seems a bit nuanced/detailed for a blurb.

Sawyer, You're Going out a Youngster
"Hey, what's up?"

((Paris Ardennes continued from The Crow and the Pitcher))

Her name was Sophie, Paris could recall.

Paris had been waiting off to one side of the cafe. He'd been leaning his arms onto an empty chair and his eyes had been closed. He'd noticed a familiar face when his eyes had opened, his eyes had instantly swiveled to inspect her. He'd walked over with a brisk step with his guitar case hanging neatly off the hook of his fingertips.

He took the chair next to her without a word. Then he draped a single arm over the free space of the table, pointed right at her.

"Looks like it's going to be busy tonight," he mused, looking at her with an easy smile. "Should be fun to play for a big crowd, I bet we'll do great." He fell invitingly silent. He'd spoken with this girl before. Paris respected her for her faith, even if she practiced it quietly. She surely wasn't the most devout in His name but Paris understood that and forgave that.

The Crow and the Pitcher
((Paris Ardennes continued from TWO TO THE ONE TO THE TWO TO THE THREE, I LIKE GOOD PUSSY AND I LIKE GOOD TREE))

“Good match!”

He said it cheerfully, with a smooth smile.

((Paris Ardennes continued in Sawyer, You're Going out a Youngster))

Ciara waited for Beatrice on the curb outside a tiny Denton studio. Amy unfortunately had somewhere else to be, so Ciara waited alone. When Beatrice came out Ciara was staring into the sky.

“... Huff. Hey.” Ciara smiled when Beatrice greeted her. Beatrice took a second for a gasping breath. She was tired, she’d had a good spar that day.

“How was it, Bea?” Ciara was sometimes still a bit surprised that Beatrice had kept at it this long. It had been about a year since she’d first embarrassed herself on the fencing floor.

“I- huff- won...! Three to five. Grueling,” Beatrice readily exaggerated. She didn’t really exaggerate though, it had really been a hard match. Her thighs were burning and everything. Her sabre dangerously cut up the air as she weakly swashed it in pantomime. “He did that usual… usual stupid thing where he fussed over my form…”

“He does that often, doesn’t he?” Ciara interjected. She gestured away, somewhere down the street. “Let’s walk?”

“Yeah! Uh, huff, where was I?” Her sabre was now by her side, insulated in a zipped up bag slung off her shoulder. There were people, kids, sharing the sidewalk with them. Beatrice managed to be the loudest out of them while panting. “He and I… huff, we had an even-ish game one. I feinted, he… he fell for it. Went left and I went right. Boom!”

“Next match was,” Beatrice paused for effect. To take a needed breath, in, out. “A highlight reel. Attacks and counterattacks! Man… Man, everyone in the class thought it was… huff, crazy badass. I think at some point our swords were, like… like, called prom king and… huff, queen because they were the best dancers in the class.” And Beatrice laughed, then wheezed briefly. Ciara offered a polite smile. All the while she wondered if Beatrice realized she had flushed a bit when she’d said the thing about prom.

“In the end he won but I’m not upset. It was... down to the wire… Either of us could have won that, huff, that one.”

“Mm,” Ciara said suddenly. “Where do you want to go to get a bite?”

“There’s a Panera... down in Central... right?” Beatrice said it with a briefly dream-struck look. Suddenly she handed off the bag with her sabre. It was a bit heavy, maybe it was exhausting to carry around. “Oh man Ciara! Bread bowls!”

“You need bread or carbs or something after a tough workout, yeah,” Ciara agreed with a thoughtful nod.

“Yeah, exactly… Huff. Maybe pasta.” Beatrice took a moment to collect herself. She also stopped walking for a second so she could catch her breath, again. She’d run her train of thought off its tracks at some point. “…”

“He pulled the third game by, huff, being a cheap bastard,” said grumpily. Beatrice’s brow furrowed as she remembered. “He did that stupid thing, that other… other stupid thing he does a ton. The one where he uses the fact- huff- the fact that he’s bigger and stronger and taller than me… huff, all that. He did it to, like… Just brute force me down.” Ciara and Beatrice exchanged glances. Beatrice looked a bit pale today. Ciara didn’t remember her looking like that right after class, the last time they’d seen each other.

“He… yeah. You know. He, he just smiled like a dick. I was so… so embarrassed! I knew I had to pay him back,” she said with a failed attempt at an intimidating snarl. It whistled out through her lazily bared teeth.

Ciara paused a bit, to allow Beatrice to catch up.

“He is pretty big, isn’t he? I wonder if he works out?” Ciara said it neutrally. Beatrice responded with a stronger tone, despite her breathlessness.

“Besides fencing you mean. Yeah… He’s always had a decent bod… ugh. Unfair, really.”

“But you did win.”

“I did,” Beatrice retorted perkily. “And here’s how....” Another dramatic pause slash pause for air. “I. huff, I used my brain. There’s this cool trick I’ve… huff, I’ve been practicing.” They were close to the mall now. It’s bulky rooftop dominated the skyline. “Catch the edge of the blade along yours… and, like. Angle the blade so their hit flies… through. And past. Cause, you know.” One of the malls sliding doors creaked open in front of them. Beatrice’s sweat on her neck evaporated the moment there was AC. “He would try to… brute force the rest of the games. Like… like always. But I turn it against him.” The Panera was right there on the corner. Beatrice limped the rest of the way.

“Finally, a booth!” She threw herself on the seat with a final dismal pant.

“I’ll go order,” Ciara offered. She’d shoved Beatrice’s bag under the table. She waited for Beatrice’s offer while still standing up.

“Yeah… Huff, thanks. Long story short… two games I play him like. Like… a fiddle.” Beatrice spoke even after Ciara had already gone to place their orders. Two bread bowls of french onion soup. Beatrice ate like she was starving, Ciara took her time. A minute passed.

“He always beats you, doesn’t he?”

“Hmf.” Beatrice groaned through a mouthful of piping hot soup. She swallowed, “Ugh. Yeah, like always and sometimes I can pull off like one or two games but he always overpowers me like the cheat he is.”

She seemed to have her breathing back under control.

“But hey, turns out I can learn some new tricks of my own to fight back, you know? To riposte, to use some fancy fencing lingo,” she giggled.

“Yeah,” Ciara smiled. “First time for everything, hu?”

“You know it. I feel, like, way more confident in my skills already.”

“How did he take it?” Beatrice shrugged in response.

“Pretty cool, actually. Maybe he was like, proud of me or something.” Beatrice jostled at her hair a bit. A few strands already in place were put even more in place with precise fumbling. “I dunno, he’s always been kinda weird hasn’t he?”

“Yeah,” Ciara agreed. “I mean, like. He’s cool but kinda out there. Remember that one time he serenaded Amy when she put a dollar in his guitar case?” The girls shared a laugh.

“Oh man,” Beatrice trailed off her giggle. “He’s… I dunno. Fascinating, kinda. Oh. You know what he did?”

“Hm?”

“Asked me out three days from now.” Beatrice considered the crumbs and bits of her entree, then popped open the bag of chips she had as a side. “Really casual-like, apparently. Right at the Applebees around the corner from here.”

“The place that microwaves all it’s food?”

“Hey now, shut up? The ribs are still bomb.” Ciara conceded with a nod. Beatrice continued, “So yeah, I was kind of surprised but, hmf, you know? It’s worth a shot!” Beatrice was smiling, a bit pridefully even. Her head was held high and her eyebrows lifted.

“Well maybe,” Ciara said. She still had plenty of meal left, and now she abandoned it completely. “Seems odd for him to go for it now of all times, doesn’t it?”

“Maybe I just had to, you know.” Beatrice’s gestures were fancy, fanciful. “Impress him a bit. Really push him.” She recalled how hard they’d both worked. Recalled that stupid brute body of his. “He’s the fickle sort, kinda?”

“Yeah! Definitely.”

“So I just had to make myself clear by… You know,” she giggled. “Roughing him up a bit. Like proving my mettle. So I’ll check it out, you know? What’s the worst that could happen?” Ciara took a moment to consider.

“Well go for it, Bea.” She nodded sagely. “Worst case scenario the reputation’s true and it’s just an awkward waste of time.”

“Probably not even that,” Beatrice shrugged. “I dunno, I just feel I know him so well because of how long we’ve been sparring, you know? I really got through to him, like, in a way other kids in our class don’t.” Her feet kicked under the table a bit, bouncing off the sabre bag. The clatter of metal reminded her of how hard she’d worked for her triumph that day.

“This’ll be interesting, I’m telling you Ci.”

----

Three days later Beatrice was left morosely considering her half of the bill she’d agreed to pay.

She should have known.

Paris Ardennes
Huh, I swore there would be more issues. :0 Edited.

Paris Ardennes
I believe those errors have been fixed. Also, because it is you editing this profile I have preemptively evened advantages and disadvantages. Let the rest of the beatdown commence as it may. :0

Paris Ardennes
Name: Paris Ardennes
Gender: Male
Age: 18
School: P.J Hobbs Senior High School
Hobbies and Interests: Bible study, volunteering, song writing, fencing, travel, language, parties and social gatherings.

Appearance: Paris stands at 5’9’’ and weighs a good 160 pounds. He has a long frame of lean but unobvious muscle save for impressive biceps and butt. His hands are roughly calloused from guitar, but his skin is otherwise smooth and well cared for. He has a dark olive complexion and has never suffered from acne. His black hair is slightly wavy and cut and shaved close to the neck. He has deep set, large hazel eyes with dark lashes. His nose is straight and classically Greek and he has a strong, squared jaw and slightly sunken cheeks.

There is nothing remarkable about his style of dress. He wears t-shirts in warm weather and sweaters in the winter. For all seasons he wears simple but quality brand name blue jeans and comfortable sneakers or athletic shoes. On the day of abduction he was wearing a Calvin Klein baby blue t-shirt with the number “23” written jersey style on the back in white, dark blue jeans, and rugged hiking shoes.

Biography: Paris Ardennes was born December 17th to Sanaz Kadivian in New York City, New York. His father, Jean Ardennes, was not present. Sanaz was an American-born daughter of Iranian immigrants with a job in fashion photography. She’d met Jean Ardennes, a handsome and charming propertied French man, on the runway. Sanaz bore Jean a child but he proved to be an incurable womanizer and he refused to marry her or stay around for his son, though he provided child support without question and made attempts to be involved in Paris' upbringing. Sanaz never quite got over Jean, and even gave her son his father’s last name despite his actions.

As a young child, Paris was used to traveling around with his mother on her photo assignments. For that reason he was homeschooled until the age of ten. While Sanaz tried her best Paris to this day sometimes has some lapses in his knowledge base that he must work around with careful study or a friend’s assistance. It wasn’t until he turned ten, when he was to enter the fifth grade, that he was enrolled into an academy in New York City. A year later Sanaz decided to move to Denton and invest money into a small time photography studio so she could remain more permanently in her son’s day-to-day life.

Paris would split his time between parents, spending the school year with his mother and the summers with his father in his home in Marseille. His father tried but proved to be overall bad with children, he was simply not around the home enough, too caught up in his hedonism. Jean tried to compromise and occupy Paris’ time with many paid activities so he could also live his own carefree life. He signed him up for soccer, lacrosse, art, music, dance, whatever activities were available. Eventually by his graduation from elementary Paris found that he especially enjoyed fencing and music, for the elegance and coolness they brought his image and the calm he enjoyed while engaging in them. He carried both hobbies with him back to his home in Denton where his mother immediately bought him one of his most prized possessions, an acoustic guitar. He would also attempt piano lessons, but never took to it as he had guitar. He joined a small fencing society in Denton in the 7th grade and has competed for years. He started with the foil, the most common weapon in fencing, and eventually made the sabre his specialty.

Paris' closest family bond was his mother, his father’s family in France had no contact or awareness of him and his mother’s family had cut ties with her after she converted to Catholicism in her mid-twenties. Sanaz raised her son as a Catholic and he was vested from the get go, attending Sunday School and taking his First Communion at age eight. He was pious initially, a well-behaved young boy in church who always paid attention with wonderment.

At the age of 12 he became very particularly religious after the death of his father in a fatal drunk driving accident, his father had been the intoxicated party. Neither he nor his mother were allowed to the funeral, and it was a miserable few months in the home as his mother grieved and he tried his best to keep the house going on her behalf. He came to believe that his father was taken because of his frivolous lifestyle, as he contemplated he also correctly concluded that his father had been a poor one in hindsight. He decided that he would be virtuous and not end up as Jean had, foregoing drink and vice and doubling down on his religious faithfulness. Faith became the center of his world, he began to evaluate people strictly by their faith and buy deeply into the idea of God’s plan to give himself peace and comfort against the cruelty of the adult world. He also began to develop an evangelical mindset, as it was his selfish belief that religion was the key to the peace and happiness of others as it was his own.

Money was not a problem for Sanaz and Paris following Jean's death. As his only legally acknowledge child Paris was entitled to all Jean’s assets and properties despite complaint from his family, whose compliance was quietly bought off with the return of the majority of the assets. Sanaz and Paris kept and sold Jean’s beachhouse in Spain for a sizable amount and invested the savings into managed portfolios, allowing them to live very comfortably with the addition of Sanaz's modest salary. Paris has since always lived a relatively wealthy life, with property in Kensington and plenty to spend on quality clothes, hobbies, and parties.

Paris is currently incredibly active in church, and is a teen bible study leader along with attending multiple masses a week. He has become involved in volunteering efforts through his church and school, and he locks up a lot of his weekday afternoon hours on community service. He’s helped clean the community, build neighborhood gardens, volunteered at retirement homes, and his resume has grown impressively with many reports of his smart, professional, and approachable demeanor. His charisma serves him well, to say nothing of his genuine belief and commitment to his civic and spiritual duty, though occasionally he can be such a hard worker he actively ignores others on the job.

He maintains good grades in school, mostly As with a few Bs. If he is ever lost or confused in a class he can usually rely on a young lady to give him help. In school his best performances are in English and his language classes, his interest in always discussing things with others and superficially engaging people means language comes naturally to him. He knew some French from his times spent in France but has opted into learning Spanish, inviting the challenge, especially since Spanish speakers are infrequently common in his church groups.

He continues to extol the virtues of his religion on others. He arbitrarily singles out people about who he sees as kind and good and attempt to convert them specifically. He tries to be positive and upbeat so any criticism leveled towards him or accusations of him being pushy don't bother him much. In some sense he can be stubborn and refuse to learn from rejections of his proselytizing, and he has damaged relationships with this tendency from time to time. He will also sometimes use his piety as a shield to allow him to dismiss others or responsibilities if he feels they are not appropriate for his beliefs. He tends to see through people to a degree, treating them the way he feels they should be treated as opposed to the way they’d necessarily want to be treated.

These tendencies are all especially practiced on the ladies. He is charming and exotically handsome, but as early as his Junior year his unmoderated flirtatious tendencies and the religious preaching inflicted on the girls who bought into it earned him a reputation, many know his game now and keep him at a distance where his charming personality is enjoyable but not annoying. ‘Dates’ for him are almost always sales pitches for the church and bible readings and lectures. He rarely even considers actual romance an option, though he has the occasional crush he endeavors to remain strictly chaste.

Besides this point of infamy he is a fairly popular kid, though an odder face of that particular social strata. His friendliness and charisma win him many favors and he is often invited to parties and social gatherings, sometimes for clubs and cliques he isn’t actually a part of. He has come to enjoy these outings for the opportunity to observe his peers and silently judge them for their conduct as he is wont, and for enjoyable casual conversation and the opportunity to show off his music sometimes. He’ll premier newly written acoustic ballads at songs, sometimes spontaneously dedicating them to a friend or pretty girl in the crowd, and win hearts that way. He also considers parties to be a good test of his resolve and character, he does not avoid parties with drinking or drugs but takes on the challenge of staying sober and silently reminding himself of what embarrassment hedonism inflicts upon his peers.

Paris continues to hone his musical ability, and has filled notebooks with lyrics and chord progressions. His lyrics tend to be religious in nature, with a flavor of emotional abstraction. He’s picked up playing piano again despite his relative late age, determined to broaden his musical horizons. He hopes to go to college and major in music production, and aspires to someday pen popular worship songs or generally involve himself with the industry, though he does acknowledge there is a dark side to music in ‘sex, drugs, and rock ‘n roll’. He takes it in his stride, and with maturity and time his sometimes onerous vows of piety have relaxed in the sense that he forgives his peers for being what he considers weaker of spirit. He judges them all the same but deigns to treat them well, or at least turn the other cheek.

His fencing, meanwhile, strictly remains a hobby where he has a close network of friends and a ‘dashing, suave’ social role. He tutors newer students, though rarely, as he considers this particular hobby less critical to fully engage himself in compared to his others.

With Paris' graduation date drawing close he has been accepted to private Catholic universities, with enough savings money to pay what he lacks in scholarships. He is already building online connections with local church groups of interest. He has also recently developed a strong interest in possibly taking a gap year. Memories of his childhood in France have recently become his obsession, and with feedback from his elders in the church community and the blessing of his mother he is considering a period of travel as a ‘pilgrim’, to further his connection with God through contemplation on the cultures of the world and more hands on study of languages. He has gone so far as to start inviting friends to possibly travel with him, expenses paid.

Advantages: Paris is a charismatic and charming speaker, he is verbally quick on his feet and will likely not have a hard time with saying the superficially right things to avert dangerous situations or manipulate. He has fenced long enough that he is above average in his sense of agility and balance, which may give him some quantifiable edge in fights.
Disadvantages: He is strongly judgmental of his peers and arrogantly self-assured in his opinions, which may create dangerously misinformed states of mind on what his peers are capable of doing. He is naturally somewhat disconnected and uninterested in others and emotional undercurrents may escape him, leading him to misjudge the critical subtext of situations.

Original Profile: Paris Ardennes

P.J. Hobbs Senior High Clubs and Teams
Give the school a creative writing club and or newspaper team and Rachael is in either/both. In newspaper she probably writes for creative or art and entertainment or whatever you call the section with original student works.

Kami's Kids are Zombies!
o/

First round with Rachael (I will be coming back :0). So I do like the idea of Felicia and Rachael having come to know each other at first through their online fictional works? Maybe Rachael was a fan first and then they started a dialogue when Rachael also started posting her works online (so maybe within the last year). Felicia would intimidate Rachael at first with her popularity but once the big sister instinct kicks in Rachael would probably be really glad to have such a kind girl as a friend! And maybe she'd be helping Felicia out with the writers block as of recently too, in an awkward but sincere way.

Paris Ardennes
Name: Paris Ardennes
Gender: Male
Age: 18
School: P.J Hobbs Senior High School
Hobbies and Interests: Bible study, volunteering, song writing, fencing, travel, language, parties and social gatherings.

Appearance: Paris stands at 5’9’’ and weighs a good 160 pounds. He has a long frame of lean but unobvious muscle save for impressive biceps and behind. His hands are roughly calloused from guitar, but his skin is otherwise smooth and well cared for. He has a dark olive complexion and has never suffered from acne. His black hair is slightly wavy and cut and shaved close to the neck. He has deep set, large hazel eyes with dark lashes. His nose is straight and classically Greek and he has a strong, squared jaw and slightly sunken cheeks.

There is nothing remarkable about his style of dress. He wears t-shirts in warm weather and sweaters in the winter. For all seasons he wears simple but quality brand name blue jeans and comfortable sneakers or athletic shoes. On the day of abduction he was wearing a Calvin Klein baby blue t-shirt with the number “23” written jersey style on the back in white, dark blue jeans, and rugged hiking shoes.

Biography: Paris Ardennes was born December 17th to Sanaz Kadivian in New York City, New York. His father, Jean Ardennes, was not present. Sanaz was an American-born daughter of Iranian immigrants with a job in fashion photography. She’d met Jean Ardennes, a handsome and charming propertied French man, on the runway. Sanaz bore Jean a child but he proved to be an incurable womanizer and he refused to marry her or stay around for his son, though he provided child support without question and made attempts to be involved in Parises upbringing. Sanaz never quite got over Jean, and even gave her son his father’s last name despite his actions.

As a young child, Paris was used to traveling around with his mother on her photo assignments. For that reason he was homeschooled until the age of ten. While Sanaz tried her best Paris to this day sometimes has some lapses in his knowledge base that he must work around with careful study or a friend’s assistance. It wasn’t until he turned ten, when he was to enter the fifth grade, that he was enrolled into an academy in New York City. A year later Sanaz decided to move to Denton and invest money into a small time photography studio so she could remain more permanently in her son’s day-to-day life.

Paris would split his time between parents, spending the school year with his mother and the summers with his father in his home in Marseille. His father tried but proved to be overall bad with children, he was simply not around the home enough, too caught up in his hedonism. Jean tried to compromise and occupy Paris’ time with many paid activities so he could also live his own carefree life. He signed him up for soccer, lacrosse, art, music, dance, whatever activities were available. Eventually by his graduation from elementary Paris found that he especially enjoyed fencing and music, for the elegance and coolness they brought his image and the calm he enjoyed while engaging in them. He carried both hobbies with him back to his home in Seattle where his mother immediately bought him one of his most prized possessions, an acoustic guitar. He would also attempt piano lessons, but never took to it as he had guitar. He joined a small fencing society in Denton in the 7th grade and has competed for years. He started with the foil, the most common weapon in fencing, and eventually made the sabre his specialty.

Parises closest family bond was his mother, his father’s family in France had no contact or awareness of him and his mother’s family had cut ties with her after she converted to Catholicism in her mid-twenties. Sanaz raised her son as a Catholic and he was vested from the get go, attending Sunday School and taking his First Communion at age eight. He was pious initially, a well-behaved young boy in church who always paid attention with wonderment.

At the age of 12 he became very particularly religious after the death of his father in a fatal drunk driving accident, his father had been the intoxicated party. Neither he nor his mother were allowed to the funeral, and it was a miserable few months in the home as his mother grieved and he tried his best to keep the house going on her behalf. He came to believe that his father was taken because of his frivolous lifestyle, as he contemplated he also correctly concluded that his father had been a poor one in hindsight. He decided that he would be virtuous and not end up as Jean had, foregoing drink and vice and doubling down on his religious faithfulness. Faith became the center of his world, he began to evaluate people strictly by their faith and buy deeply into the idea of God’s plan to give himself peace and comfort against the cruelty of the adult world. He also began to develop an evangelical mindset, as it was his selfish belief that religion was the key to the peace and happiness of others as it was his own.

Money was not a problem for Sanaz and Paris following Jean's death. As his only legally acknowledge child Paris was entitled to all Jean’s assets and properties despite complaint from his family, whose compliance was quietly bought off with the return of the majority of the assets. Sanaz and Paris kept and sold Jean’s beachhouse in Spain for a sizable amount and invested the savings into managed portfolios, allowing them to live very comfortably with the addition of Sanaz's modest salary. Paris has since always lived a relatively wealthy life, with property in Kensington and plenty to spend on quality clothes, hobbies, and parties.

Paris is currently incredibly active in church, and is a teen bible study leader along with attending multiple masses a week. He has become involved in volunteering efforts through his church and school, and he locks up a lot of his weekday afternoon hours on community service. He’s helped clean the community, build neighborhood gardens, volunteered at retirement homes, and his resume has grown impressively with many reports of his smart, professional, and approachable demeanor. His charisma serves him well, to say nothing of his genuine belief and commitment to his civic and spiritual duty, though occasionally he can be such a hard worker he actively ignores others on the job.

He maintains good grades in school, mostly As with a few Bs. If he is ever lost or confused in a class he can usually rely on a young lady to give him help. In school his best performances are in English and his language classes, his interest in always discussing things with others and superficially engaging people means language comes naturally to him. He knew some French from his times spent in France but has opted into learning Spanish, inviting the challenge, especially since Spanish speakers are infrequently common in his church groups.

He continues to extol the virtues of his religion on others. He arbitrarily singles out people about who he sees as kind and good and attempt to convert them specifically. He tries to be positive and upbeat so any criticism leveled towards him or accusations of him being pushy don't bother him much. In some sense he can be stubborn and refuse to learn from rejections of his proselytizing, and he has damaged relationships with this tendency from time to time. He will also sometimes use his piety as a shield to allow him to dismiss others or responsibilities if he feels they are not appropriate for his beliefs. He tends to see through people to a degree, treating them the way he feels they should be treated as opposed to the way they’d necessarily want to be treated.

These tendencies are all especially practiced on the ladies. He is charming and exotically handsome, but as early as his Junior year his un-moderated flirtatious tendencies and the religious preaching inflicted on the girls who bought into it earned him a reputation, many know his game now and keep him at a distance where his charming personality is enjoyable but not annoying. ‘Dates’ for him are almost always sales pitches for the church and bible readings and lectures. He rarely even considers actual romance an option, though he has the occasional crush he endeavors to remain strictly chaste.

Besides this point of infamy he is a fairly popular kid, though an odder face of that particular social strata. His friendliness and charisma win him many favors and he is often invited to parties and social gatherings, sometimes for clubs and cliques he isn’t actually a part of. He has come to enjoy these outings for the opportunity to observe his peers and silently judge them for their conduct as he is wont, and for enjoyable casual conversation and the opportunity to show off his music sometimes. He’ll premier newly written acoustic ballads at songs, sometimes spontaneously dedicating them to a friend or pretty girl in the crowd, and win hearts that way. He also considers parties to be a good test of his resolve and character, he does not avoid parties with drinking or drugs but takes on the challenge of staying sober and silently reminding himself of what embarrassment hedonism inflicts upon his peers. He occasionally hosts parties as well, but they tend to be quieter affairs, blessed by his mother and thrown for his peers in church.

Paris continues to hone his musical ability, and has filled notebooks with lyrics and chord progressions. His lyrics tend to be religious in nature, with a flavor of emotional abstraction. He’s picked up playing piano again despite his relative late age, determined to broaden his musical horizons. He hopes to go to college and major in music production, and aspires to someday pen popular worship songs or generally involve himself with the industry, though he does acknowledge there is a dark side to music in ‘sex, drugs, and rock ‘n roll’. He takes it in his stride, and with maturity and time his sometimes onerous vows of piety have relaxed in the sense that he forgives his peers for being what he considers weaker of spirit. He judges them all the same but deigns to treat them well, or at least turn the other cheek.

His fencing, meanwhile, strictly remains a hobby where he has a close network of friends and a ‘dashing, suave’ social role. He tutors newer students, though rarely, as he considers this particular hobby less critical to fully engage himself in compared to his others.

With Parises graduation date drawing close he has been accepted to private Catholic universities, with enough savings money to pay what he lacks in scholarships. He is already building online connections with local church groups of interest. He has also recently developed a strong interest in possibly taking a gap year. Memories of his childhood in France have recently become his obsession, and with feedback from his elders in the church community and the blessing of his mother he is considering a period of travel as a ‘pilgrim’, to further his connection with God through contemplation on the cultures of the world and more hands on study of languages. He has gone so far as to start inviting friends to possibly travel with him, expenses paid.

Advantages: Paris is a charismatic and charming speaker, well-regarded by a good number of his peers. He is verbally quick on his feet and will likely not have a hard time with saying the superficially right things to avert dangerous situations or manipulate. He has fenced long enough that he is above average in his sense of agility and balance, which may give him some quantifiable edge in fights.
Disadvantages: He is strongly judgmental of his peers and arrogantly self-assured in his opinions, which may create dangerously misinformed states of mind on what his peers are capable of doing. He is naturally somewhat disconnected and uninterested in others and emotional undercurrents may escape him, leading him to misjudge the critical subtext of situations. He’s flighty and slightly avoidant and easily justifies himself in not taking actions he might need to take if they somehow make him uncomfortable.

Original Profile: Paris Ardennes

Rachael Langdon
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So... SC2. I have some characters, I'd like to collaborate on some relationships with said characters, with your characters! Hit me up on this thread or by PM or however you want. Whatever. Whenever. Etc.

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Rachael Langdon - You're too shy shy, hush hush eye to eye
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Rachael is quite the nervous young woman. She suffers from rather severe social anxiety, while she's medicated for it she still has a tendency to avoid people for the most part, only talking when spoken to or when in class. Around the friends she has made she's sweet and imaginative if somewhat awkward, and she tends to be rather loyal as the trust she's built for folks is quite potent and she holds friends as close as she dares, in her own way. She's not a stand out student by any means, but she has a number of artistic hobbies she engages in, often on her own but she's willing to engage and hang around with those she trusts. For those she's not familiar with she's polite and civil, but sometimes quite clearly uncomfortable.

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Paris Ardennes - You're the reason that I live, the reason that I sing, with all I am
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The boy with hella ass Paris is friendly and extremely charming, if sometimes seemingly distracted from others and with an occasionally negative relationship that precedes him. He's known for being religious, and while he's often fairly cool about it he'll gladly preach if given the opportunity, so many in school know to be careful to keep the discussion away from such things if they have no such interests. He has many casual friends but few very close ones, church and volunteer work seems to consume most of his schedule. He's a solid student with musical inclinations, and he can often be found at parties, sometimes with his guitar at hand to play a few songs spontaneously. Even with people he's not aware of he's very comfortable with being social, though he sometimes won't have a reason to be and will be distant and stand-offish unless approached.

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Rachael Langdon
Name: Rachael Langdon
Gender: Female
Age: 18
School: P.J. Hobbs Senior High School
Hobbies and Interests: Writing and reading (especially high fantasy and speculative fiction), sketching (landscapes and building design), music (especially classical and metal), flute playing, law, yoga.

Appearance: Rachael is only about 5'1" tall and weighs around 112 pounds. Her body is slim from yoga. Rachael often chooses more practical and comfortable clothing over anything stylish. She wears overly big sweaters and floor length skirts when it's cold, while in hot weather she will wear loose blouses, t-shirts, and skirts that reach her knees. She prefers to wear sneakers and usually carries her items in a large mail courier bag.

Rachael's skin is blemish free and pale. She has an oval shaped face, a small nose, thin brown eyebrows, and green eyes. She rarely wears makeup unless at a formal event. She has long, chocolate brown hair that falls past her waist and tends to wear it in a braid or ponytail tied with green hair ribbons. She also likes to wear headbands behind her fringe bangs. Her ears are pierced, although she will only wear small studs. Rachael also has notably good and clean teeth, as she was diligent with her oral care young. She currently has braces.

On the day of the trip, Rachael was wearing a light green blouse, a knee length black skirt, and black sneakers, with her hair tied in a braid and decorated with a green headband.

Biography: Rachael Alma Langdon was born May 9th in Falls Church, Virginia. She was the second child of Aaron and Leanna Langdon, their first child being Rachael's sister Bridget, born four years earlier. Aaron was an architect who worked on local high rises and apartment complexes while Leanna was a music teacher at George Mason High School.

Home life was average for young Rachael. Her parents doted on her as the baby of the family, but did not spoil her. She looked up to her big sister, who in turn was very kind to her, although their age difference did mean that Rachael had to accept that Bridget would sometimes rather play with kids her own age. Most of the time, Rachael would only speak if someone first spoke to her. At home, she would endeavor to stay out of the way of her parents and sister and quietly play make-believe or read on her own.

As early as 5th grade, Aaron and Leanna began to worry that Rachael's shyness might have been a sign of some antisocial tendencies. While Rachael had a fine home life, she had trouble adjusting to situations without her parents or sister present. Rachael would often spend her time alone and away from other students, and needed significant teacher prompting to make her do otherwise. She had trouble approaching anyone she didn't know, and there were incidents of her not speaking in group projects and being thus ignored by her peers. A local psychologist they took her to concluded that she had Social Anxiety Disorder, he prescribed the SSRI medication sertraline to help calm the symptoms. Rachael showed significant improvement with the medication, though she remained poorly socialized and awkward despite improved willingness to interact with others. She came to use the medication regularly as she reported no notable side effects.

Rachael's parents continued to try to get her involved in various activities and groups. They saw how much she enjoyed reading and writing, so they signed her up for a writing club at the Mary Riley Styles public library when she was eleven. Rachael flourished in the subject of writing. She had an active imagination cultivated from her long periods spent isolated, and she thus enjoyed writing about fantastic lands and whimsical characters. She would tend to spend her free time working on some writing projects, that she kept to herself or sometimes even showed to her family. The club also helped her make a few friends, as she found it easier to relate to kids with similar interests as her. Aaron and Leanna decided to not get too worried about Rachael's development. They hoped that their support and encouragement would allow her to attempt to get to know more people.

Rachael's social life in school marginally began to improve as well. She was still reputed to be a loner, but she opened up some and more open-minded peers offered her some of their time.. Rachael opened up to her parents more, increasingly sharing her tween musings on daily problems and larger issues such as doubts she had about her abilities and plans for the future. While it was hard for Rachael to admit these things to her parents, she learned to trust her parents and tried to be open with them about anything that bothered her.

Towards the end of eighth grade, Aaron decided to return to his hometown Denton to help care for his then sickly grandparents, and secured new job placements. At the time, Bridget intended to move on to undergraduate studies at the University of Virginia. Aaron, Leanna, and Rachael packed their bags and moved to Denton. The move was difficult for Rachael, who was sad to leave her friends and home behind. It took her a while to get comfortable in Denton, and she was quietly upset and anxious for most of the summer. She took up sketching at this point, to occupy her otherwise free time while she searched for local libraries. Even after she had books to read once more she found sketching to be meditative, though she stuck to people-free scenes as she thoroughly wanted to avoid the prickly business of sketching others and the permissions and consents possibly involved.

She had the fortune to be noticed by one boy in particular, Daniel Whitten, who noticed her reading her first day of classes. He invited her to join and help start out the school’s Book Club. This one event and the social connections it earned her bolstered her confidence. She slowly worked up the courage to also join Creative Writing Club, and a Newspaper class her Sophomore year. It was in these clubs that she found most of her friends, though she was always closest to those she met in Book Club.

Rachael began taking yoga in high school, first introduced by her mother through home tapes. She found she enjoyed being able to exercise and relax in a way that was soothing and also helped build her depressed confidence in her appearance over time. She began to take classes with her mother and at some point, was even able to take them by herself and thus fit them into her own schedule less awkwardly.

Rachael's mother and Daniel also introduced her to a lot of music, as her taste began to solidify in high school. She moved away from generic radio pop and nursed an appreciation for classical and operatic music, with a preference for technically impressive eras such as baroque. That appreciation for music theory rich composition extended to metal, especially symphonic for its evocative nature of her favorite fictional genres. She uses playlists of these genres for workouts, and sometimes for moments in school when she’s more anxious to be by herself.

Nowadays Rachael only gets to see Bridget during summer vacation, when Bridget temporarily comes back home. The two of them are quite close still. However, Bridget tends to spend a good amount of her vacation time interning and doing paralegal at a local law firm while preparing to move on to grad school, so Rachael still has to accept that her sister is quite busy during the break. In her Junior year Rachael got a relatively bold idea, and she acted on it after a few weeks. She shadowed her sister at work so she could spend time with her. In the process Rachael developed an appreciation for law, especially since it allowed her to talk more fluently with her sister. Rachael isn’t especially knowledgeable but she enjoys it for the support it wins her from her sister, and Rachael added laymen’s law books to her to-read lists and took AP government her Senior year, the only non English AP she ever dared try for.

Rachael’s closeness with her parents also caused her to develop an interest in their careers over time. She began to study the things they’d bring home from work, using them to create conversations she could learn from and feel safe exploring her potential interests in. She built models and developed a knack for blueprint sketching from her father, embarrassed as she can sometimes be with mistakes brought on by her inadequate grasp of math. From her mother she studied more theory and started listening to music with a more critical ear and making compositions she’d show Daniel. Both parents encourage her, happy to see her interests growing and expanding as she ages.

Rachael was asked to Junior prom by Daniel, and they had a good time. Afterward Daniel asked her to be his girlfriend, and while Rachael was taken aback at first with a few days she realized Daniel was important to her, a figure as comforting and safe for her as her own family. She accepted, nervous as usual but eager as well. Their relationship is a quiet one, and Rachael has been hesitant to publicize it in anyway, even to close friends. Rachael is at Daniel’s home often and vice versa, and she’s even begun playing the flute that he also plays, curious to explore making music and continue composing with her growing theory knowledge, and happy that she and Daniel share the skill in common and can give each other feedback, amateurish as Rachael’s flute playing is.

Daniel recently encouraged Rachael to take to Tumblr, blogging, and forums to share her writing, and with his encouragement she’s developed an online presence attached to her work. Besides this she lurks, avoidant of expanding her presence in social media beyond what she feels comfortable with.

In class, Rachael is well behaved and tries to be active enough to earn participation credit. When working with others, Rachael tries to be helpful, but is mostly reserved with her own opinion. She mostly avoids targeting from bullies and aggressive folk, for which she is grateful. Outside of school the family doctor recommended Rachael for cognitive therapy because he worries about her long term dependence on her anxiety medications.

Rachael applied to Rutgers University, but she also applied to schools Daniel applied to and has been back and forth on following him, as she's nervous about making their relationship long distance. She hopes to become a novelist, but she has also considered teaching, graphic design, or music. She is on the A-B honor roll, doing well in classes like English and History, while not being as proficient in Science or Math.

Advantages: Rachael is also a very quiet person who rarely attracts attention or notice, which might allow her to fly under the radar. She has a good eye for environmental detail and a strong imagination, which might afford her creative solutions to problems on island.
Disadvantages: Rachael has trouble trusting or working with unfamiliar faces outside of her close circle of friends, something that might be a problem if she tries to ally with those classmates. She’s somewhat passive and dependent and might have difficulty taking matters into her own hands. Rachael also depends on medication for her anxiety issues and a lack of these pills can cause her to suffer withdrawal symptoms such as debilitating body pains and mood issues.

Original Profile: Rachael Langdon

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