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VICTORIA CELESTE LeBLANC
Outwardly she is a flirt with all things capable of being flirted with (even some inanimate objects depending on her level of drunken-ness) and pretty much a smiling face when others are around. This is an outer shell that has been forced upon herself mostly to keep the worry some people out more than attempt to be someone to make it so everyone is happy and not thinking about her; though that is always the plus.
She tends to fight against what others want of her, like her parents trying to force her to be a doctor, so trying to make her do something of any volume tends to get heels being dug into the earth as a response. Being sent to med camps in the summers of her high school and getting accepted into her fathers Alma mater were just the beginning of her attempting to be good, attempting to make her father "love" her as much as her sister; and trying to ignore the fact that her father re-married another woman so easily after his first wife and the mother to his children.
She has a fiery temper that she tries to ignore and for the most part holds in check, drowning it by either drinking, reading or distracting herself with more ... "risque" activities. Some people that know her a little better would describe her as having a hot and cold personality while she would argue otherwise.
Victoria was a usual case of stubborn when it came to her parents wishes, wanting them to all go into different areas of the medical field she tried and yet when her younger sister came about and could learn everything much easier than her she began to rebel. She got her first tattoo with a fake ID when she was 15, her ohm symbol on the back of her neck. Unlike most people though, she only picked it because of its design and not it's meaning - though would figure it out later.
She loved her mother, as she was the one whom she spent most of her time with being a stay at home mother while her father worked long, irregular hours. She never knew if her mother had worked before but it was never something that came up and never seemed that important.
They grew up in Ireland for the most part, and when the girls were 12 and 7 they decided to move to the states; her father constantly had been traveling there and had been offered a fantastic opportunity which led to finding themselves moving around a bit before settling in Chicago. It was a drastic change for sure, and one that heavily effected the LeBlanc sisters in the ways of the American way.
Oddly enough, right after her first rebellious act of her first tattoo, her mother fell ill. Quickly it became serious, her mother being moved into the hospital instead of her own bed, a pale sickly being that she rarely was allowed to visit, only to be ushered out when her mother began to have an episode. Finally, one day on the week of her birthday they were called to see her, and this was different. Her sister cried that it was good because her mother didn't have all those monitors on her anymore, only the oxygen tube around and under her nose was left. She knew. This was the last time she was going to see her mother.
She all about lost it, her father quickly closing the door just in time as she found herself in the form of a small petite fox. Her father picked her up as she shivered in confusion and anger before she was settled in her mothers lap and soothed under her touch. It was all right, she knew, as her mother had told her about shifters and their acceptance for them; and she knew then what her mother was. She whined and curled in her mothers bed until she passed, her sister having taken the form of a Artic fox next to her. Their lives only were to become even more complicated.
Not a year later her father had started dating once more, and she was livid with him for doing so; having turned her studies to becoming a doctor to try and please him but also so she could help those like her mother that did not deserve to die in the future. She immediately stopped, burning her books in the trash can outside their home in a rage. Constantly running away from home to be brought back by the police became too much for the single father and they packed up and moved to Aredale, Iowa. They became homeschooled in the small town and her father, traveling back and forth back to Chicago, one day came home with his new wife, Michelle.
She hated the woman, though the feelings soon diminished to a subtle dislike and she dealt with the fact that her father had another daughter with another woman and he was moving on with his life; so she should as well. Quickly she found that she had a knack for certain things artistic and found herself working in a tattoo shop that opened up when she was 20. She loved her work, and the idea of ink was addicting.
She wasn't sure how it happened, or why it did, but UNIT stormed their house in the middle of the night one night and they took them all, all except their father who was knocked out before he could even begin to yell at the men. She didn't remember much except right before they barged into the room she looked to Michelle and grabbed her hand. "I"m sorry" all she got was a teary smile in response before everything was blinding lights, yelling, screaming and then .. darkness.
She found herself in the with Carna quickly enough, having been closest to their region of the dome and picked up by two scouts on their rounds. A couple months in and she didn't like the feeling of the group, of being in a group in general, quitting the group with only one thought in mind .. to make it on her own.