Post by alexandre on Oct 19, 2011 13:21:34 GMT -5
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alexandre étienne lefebvre.
nineteen ,, bordeaux, france ,, warrior ,, bisexual ,, relaxed
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FIVE
of alexandre's favorite memories
1. There was one point in Alex's life that he never went anywhere without his teddy bear. Without a mom or dad around, only his older sister Chantal, it wasn't as if she could actually break him away from it. He was four when he named the bear "Baissier", something Chantal thought wasn't actually a name since it was just the word "bear" in their language, but said nothing about. When he went to preschool, he took it with him. When Chantal took him to the park, the bear sat in his lap as he slid down.
The one memory Alex'll never forget, is the day that Chantal took Alex to this store that sold doll clothes. She knew that he would outgrow the phase, but while he still hadn't, she might as well entertain it. Baissier got a bow tie and a vest, and Chantal dressed him for Alex - Alex had grinned and dragged Baissier around him without letting him out of his sight for the rest of the day.
2. Alex was seven when he started to learn English. He was really good with French, his native language, and spoke less slang than the rest of his class. Chantal said that they didn't have to have a lot of money to be proper, and he believed her. He had the choice of learning English or Italian in school, and since Chantal had chosen English, he chose it, too.
English was a lot different than French, in his opinion, and he found it hard to learn. Chantal would sit with him at their small kitchen table, and help him to the best of her abilities. One day, in the middle of winter, the two of them were working on verbs.
"Run, et ran," Chantal said, Franglais showing through, trying to help him connect at least something. Then she asked him to make a sentence.
"I ... ran to the ... park," Alex said, and Chantal grinned.
"Magnifique!" And Alex grinned, finally feeling like he was getting somewhere.
3. They had moved from Bordeaux, France to Portland, Oregon, and the two siblings weren't happy. It had been abrupt, not at all planned, and it only happened because Alex's father refused to continue to take care of his family. Not that Chantal and Alex knew this, but it wasn't as if they were brother and sister by anything but marriage. Chantal, a daughter of Mercury, and Alex, a son of Venus, didn't have anything connecting them but their parents' not dissolved marriage.
Their apartment was small, they had no money, and only Chantal and Alex could speak English. Alex was thirteen, Chantal was sixteen, and the two of them were sick of the fact that they were the ones that had to put up with everything that came their way, as in - the family's way - because their mother refused to learn how to speak English.
It was one afternoon, after Chantal and Alex had come home exhausted from a long day at school, that a tall kid from their school was standing there. He explained that he was a recruiter, for Camp Jupiter, and that he had befriended Chantal because he had noticed that the two of them were different. He said he was taking them, taking them to this "Camp Jupiter" place, so that they could train and become who they were "meant to be". Alex couldn't remember what his mother's face looked like, or how he felt, but he remembered Chantal's bell-like giggle at the prospect of actually doing something with their lives.
4. They were both in the First Cohort - the person that had recruited them had been in the First Cohort and had stood for both of them - and Alex was pretty happy that things were going this good. That didn't mean he didn't remember the Wolf House, and the way that they had had to work to get here, or the training that they had already done and the obstacles that they had already overcome. He could feel the strain of everything coming together, but with the way that his muscles ached and his eyes burned with lack of sleep at times, he couldn't be any happier.
5. Alex had always been friendly, and quite laid back, because Chantal was the stresser, the worrier, the perfectionist between them. He had friends, but none really close. Then, all of a sudden, there was a new girl in the Third Cohort, having someone stand for her. Her name was Zoey, as he'd heard, and she was a daughter of Vulcan. He looked over and caught her eye, and he smiled that lazy, charismatic smile that he had, and he thought that in that very moment he might've found his best friend - a girl named Zoey that he'd never spoken to.
FOUR
conversations that alexandre will never forget
1. A conversation between Alain and Catherine Lefebvre;
"Alain, we need to get them enrolled in school, and --"
"School? They've already been attacked here, once. Don't you think school will put them in even more danger?"
"What, and you don't want them to get an education?"
"I don't want them to not get an education! I don't want them to die!"
"They won't die! Alain, don't speak like that! The children are in the next room, and ---"
"Children don't understand a thing, Catherine. This conversation is over."
2. A conversation between Catherine Lefebvre and Madame(Principal) Josephine Duval;
"Madame Duval, is there any way to have my children enrolled at this time?"
"Have you recently moved into the area?"
"No, but my husband didn't want them attending school, but I did, and so --"
"I see. We can enroll them, but we don't want any bad situations coming to our school yard. Is this understood?"
"Yes, Madame. Thank you."
"Now, Madame Lefebvre, if you are being ab --"
"Thank you, Madame! I will be taking my leave, and Chantal and Alexandre will be present on Monday morning."
3. A conversation between Alain and Catherine Lefebvre;
"Catherine, pack your things and leave. I can't have any of you here any longer."
"Al-Al, what do you mean? I-w-we have no where to go!"
"That is not my problem! You will pack up the children, and you will leave!"
"Please, Alain, please reconsider your ---"
"Not another word!"
4. A conversation between Catherine and Chantal Lefebvre;
"Mama, we are leaving."
"Chantal? What do you mean, leaving?"
"I'm taking Alex and we're going to a camp, a camp where we will be a lot safer than we are here."
"Chantal, you are my daughter! You are barely sixteen, Alex is only thirteen! You cannot take him and leave! I will not allow it!"
"You have no choice. We're packed, and getting transported there now."
"Chantal, s'il te plaît, s'il te plaît!"
"Au revoir, ma mère."
THREE
things alexandre will always hate
1. Alex will always hate when he's in water that reaches above his ankles.
When he was four, Chantal took him to a lake that was close to their house. It wasn't too deep, and Chantal knew how to swim. She wasn't worried about anything, and knew that if anything happened, she could save him. They got in together, and she started to teach him how to use his arms and kick his legs to move in the water.
Alex, eager to try, sprang forward, and ended up slipping on the smooth rocks on the bed of the lake. He didn't know how long he had been under, but he knew that he had started to sink, and that was something that Chantal hadn't expected. She counted to ten before going under to get him, thinking that he had just gone under for a second and would pop right back up. She had to push herself to the bottom to get him, and when he came back up, he was gasping and crying and scared out of his mind.
He had negative buoyancy - something that they learned that day. Since then, Alex has never learned how to swim, and refuses to be in water that goes higher than his ankles.
2. Alex will always hate the idea of a perfect family.
His mother was always too quiet. His father was always too loud. His mother always gave in, his father didn't give in at all. His mother was always too worried, his father was always too confident. His mother was too drawn in, and his father was too selfish. They never cared enough, and if they did care, they never showed it. Chantal and Alex could do whatever they wanted, as long as the cops didn't show up on their front door.
Chantal had always been his mother. She was his older sister, his best friend, and his mother all rolled into one human being that had to have felt overwhelmed at the task of caring for a kid three years younger than her when she was a kid herself. She would always be number one in his life, just like he would always be number one in hers'.
The idea of a perfect family was foreign to him. People said he was lucky, and yeah, he had to agree with them, he was damn lucky. But none of that luck was due to his parents, or the "perfect family" that he had to have.
3. Alex will always hate people who take things for granted.
He doesn't mind those who have been privileged, and who had pulled the longer straws in life. That didn't bother him. It was those people who had good things, and had easy lives, and then took them for granted. It was also those people who looked down on others when they had less than them. Alex found them to be exceedingly obnoxious.
He didn't want pity, or anything of the sort, but he had a hard life, and he didn't get the moon and the stars at his finger tips. He hadn't even finished school. It wasn't as if he could have anything and do everything just because his daddy or mommy could write a big fat check and buy his way into the world. Pluto, he hadn't even seen his mother in six years, and his father in even longer.
The people that took things for granted, he found them a waste. They did what they wanted to, when they wanted to, and how they wanted to, but they'd never actually know just how good they had it unless they lost it all. And for that? He pitied them more than they could ever pity him.
TWO
things that alexandre wants to do before he dies
1. Alex wants to take a trip back to France with Chantal.
Chantal remembers it more than he does, but he remembers the little things. He remembers the smell of fresh bread baking in the mornings, he remembers walking to school on slightly uneven pavements, and he remembers hearing classical music playing from one shop on one street while pop music was playing from another shop on another street. He remembers the sight of people going to and fro on bikes and on foot, people talking on the streets and children his age and sometimes younger running around, playing tag and hide and seek.
He remembers the one time that they snuck onto a vineyard just a little bit before they left France all together. It belonged to one of their mother's friends, and she was going there for a wine tasting. They had come along with her, and had been told to stay in the living room with the rest of the children, but Chantal had decided to go exploring, instead. Alex had gone along because Alex went everywhere Chantal did. They ran through the rows and rows of grapes, playing tag and chasing each other and laughing loudly in the heat of the summer sun. He remembered them reaching the end of the rows, and coming to this cliff that overlooked sparkling water. They had lay there in the grass and stared up at the sky and picked shapes out of the clouds until it had gotten almost too dark to see, and then they used the little light that the disappearing sun lent to sneak back. Their more-than-tipsy mother hadn't noticed that they were even gone, managing to come back at the very minute she had come to get them.
He wanted to make memories like that, ones that they would remember, because it hurt him so much to think of a place that they loved so much to be so far out of their reach.
2. Alex wants to meet both Mercury and Venus.
He's always wondered what his real mother was like. She was the goddess of beauty, of seduction, of sexuality. He wondered what she was like, personality wise, what she looked like, how she acted. He'd always wondered what she'd say to him, what he'd say to her, if they ever had the chance to talk to each other. More than that, though, he wanted to meet Mercury.
Mercury wasn't his father. His godly parent was, of course, Venus. Mercury was Chantal's godly parent. He thought about both of them - what Mercury was like, how he looked, what he'd ever say to Chantal if he met her. He'd told Chantal that he thought Mercury was really proud of her, if anything, because he couldn't had a more kick-ass daughter. She'd laughed, and punched him playfully. He knew, though, that even if Venus didn't like him, Mercury had to like Chantal.
He didn't care what Venus thought of him. Venus had never been there for him, he had never met him - she didn't really matter to him. But if Chantal ever met Mercury, and he had anything bad to say ... Chantal actually cared, and it would tear her apart. The gods weren't known for their compassion, and there was one single, all-important reason Alex wanted to meet Mercury. He wanted him to know that Chantal needed to hear something good, if they ever spoke. Alex would never let a god Chantal had never met before ruin her life, just because of his insensitivity, and maybe even, lack of caring.
ONE
being alexandre's worst fear
1. Alex is deathly afraid of losing Chantal.
Chantal has played the role of mother, sister, and best friend to Alex his whole life. He doesn't remember his mother nor his father taking care of him, only Chantal. Chantal will always be the single most important person to Alex, and Alex will always be the single most important person to Chantal. They are like twins in their closeness, can finish each others sentences without hesitation, and think with almost the same mind. They don't act the same way, but that doesn't mean that they aren't practically halves of one person.
Without Alex, Chantal would've given herself a heart attack by now, several in fact, because of her need to make everything perfect, and her need to worry about every little thing. Without Alex, Chantal would drive herself insane. Without Chantal, Alex would never get anything done. Without Chantal, Alex wouldn't be able to function properly, he would never be responsible, he would never remember things. The two of them keep each other in check.
Chantal dying would be taking out two birds with one stone. Alex would be alive , but he wouldn't be able to live.
hey, so i'm laina. i've been roleplaying for four years now. as well as this character, i also play thalia grace. you can reach me by pm is fine if you need me for anything. i found made up stories like admin edit and i'm pretty glad i did. here's an example of mah skillz. (:check thalia, thanks!
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