Name: Clementine Jones.
Birth Name: Clementine Veruca Meredith Jones.
Nickname(s): Clem, Clemmie, Veruca, Ru.
Alias(es): Meredith Jones, Veruca Périgord, C. Harlow.
Gender: Female.
Species: Vampire.
Coven: Independent.
Date of Birth: April 16th, 1913.
Place of Birth: Chicago, Illinois.
Date of Death: May 9th, 1935.
Place of Death: Chicago, Illinois.
Age: Seventy-five.
Apparent Age: Twenty-two.
Appearance: Standing 5'6'' in flats, Clementine has a long torso and thin legs. She has only a tiny indent for a waist, no hips to speak of, and small breasts. Her straight, almost boyish figure was envied in the 20's, when Clem was a young woman. She cut her sandy blonde hair into a bob which reaches her chin. When she dances - which is often - it falls into large brown eyes that are normally rimmed in black or grey. Her nose is narrow, and her full lips are often painted a venomous red. She has light freckles scattered across her nose and cheeks and across her chest and shoulders.
Fangs: Clem's fangs are retractable. The cuspids end in sharp little points when extended, the rest of her teeth are even and white.
Personality: For the most part, Clementine acts no different as an immortal than she did as a mortal. She still adores getting all dressed up and going out on the town, though sorely misses the money she used to spend. She was a flapper in life; relishing in the jazz, booze, cigarettes and sex the lifestyle offered. Lately she's become lonely and at times scared of the future, but she manages to hide it behind her large smile and sex-filled innuendos. She is a bit of a bleeding heart, very altruistic, and is normally very friendly and polite. She is a fairly confident person, but when she does feel shy or uneasy she tends to chatter.
History:
Clementine was born into an affluent Chicago family in the middle of World War I. Her father co-owned a large printing press, her maternal grandfather was a talented surgeon, and her paternal grandfather was a well-respected judge. Her father's brother was a general in the army and her mother's uncles shared a law firm. She was a middle child, with two older brothers Tristan and Warrick, and younger twin sisters Bianca and Cassia. Her father, Charles Jones, was occupied with his business, the war, and the stock market, and her mother Ilsa Harlow was busy with her younger daughters - who had been born premature and were unhealthy, delicate children - and with sustaining her family's place in society. Clem grew up safe and well looked after; but often found herself shuffled about to nannies, maids, and grandmothers for care. The only thing she later remembered about the war was when it ended, just before her fifth birthday, when Tristan returned home from his Champagne unit {because of his family's influence, he did not see active battle}.
When she had grown older, her older brothers attended boarding school, and her younger sisters needed constant supervision. She found it difficult to express herself the way a little girl named Clementine needed to. She was always being scolded for dancing in the hallways at her grandmothers' homes or for daydreaming at school. When Clem was eleven, her oldest brother Tristan became a lawyer in her uncle's firm. In 1921, when she was thirteen, her brother Warrick caused an uproar within the family by declaring he would not study either law, medicine, or business, and would instead become an artist. Several months later Bianca came down with a mysterious illness.
Needless to say Clementine - the average student, the obedient and healthy daughter - was forgotten in the drama of her siblings. As she grew, she began to feel this lack of attention, and started looking for it outside her family. She started skipping school to venture into the clubs of Chicago, accompanying the older boys and girls who also cut class. She snuck out of the house to meet her brother Warrick, who had been disowned from the family and was trying to survive as a starving artist, and was brought along with him when he roamed about at night. She started smoking and drinking, was present in those clubs as jazz was born and grew.
As the twenties progressed, Clementine eagerly became a flapper, much to the shock of her mother and grandmothers. Ignoring the attention that she had desperately wanted before, Clem finished school and seemed to have no more ambition than to stay out until early in the morning and sleep in until late in the afternoon. When Wall Street crashed in October of 1929 things slowly started to change for Clem. At first her family wasn't affected by the depression that followed, but eventually the poverty and hunger crept up the social scale until it arrived at her wealthy family's home. Bianca - who had never fully recovered from her bout with illness years ago - quickly succumbed to sickness again and died, almost overnight. Ilsa lay down in her bed and refused to get up again, even as her home began to crumble around her. Cassia was devastated at the loss of her twin. Tristan's law firm slowly dwindled and closed down. Eventually Warrick became homeless and returned to beg back into the good graces of his father. Charles lost a good portion of his invested money, and the money of his family and friends as well. He worried over his wife, and started drinking.
Only Clementine seemed unaffected. She still went out at night, dancing until dawn in the speakeasies she found when prohibition kicked in. When she started to feel the pinch, she selfishly made do. When she couldn't afford new dresses, she stared sewing them out of the wardrobes of her mother and grandmothers. When her stockings grew torn and useless, she painted seams up the backs of her legs with eyeliner. She scraped out tubes of lipstick to the very end, lined her eyes with the soot of lit matches, and found the richest mafia members to buy her drinks when she went out at night, every night.
In the spring of 1935 Clementine was at her favourite speakeasy when she was approached by a handsome French man. Dominique Périgord danced with Clem, bought her drinks, and took her home with him. While he kissed her neck, Dominique sunk his fangs into her skin and drank her blood. Terrified and weak, Clementine pushed him away and he allowed her to run from the room. She tried to leave his house, but she fainted on the stairs and fell to the bottom of them in a loud, unconscious heap. When she awoke the next evening she was alone in Dominique's bedroom, sleeping fully dressed in strange clothing atop the covers of the bed. She was achy, tired, weak and thirsty. She searched the house for the Frenchman, but finding him no where; she stumbled out into the street and made her way home.
Her family was used to Clementine sleeping all day and being active at night, so for three days they noticed nothing wrong with her. Clementine, however, became frightened at the headaches she suffered, the terrible hunger and thirst that didn't leave her no matter what she ate or drank, and the way she fell asleep so deeply before sunrise. The first time she managed to get out of bed and dress herself she made her way to the speakeasy she had met Dominique in. Finding him at the same table they drank at before, she demanded to know what he had done to her. Dominique took her outside and calmly explained that she was a vampire. Clem didn't fully believe him until he instructed her through her first feeding, after which she couldn't stop crying.
Dominique brought her back to his house and had her write a letter to her family, telling them she was going to France with her new fiancé. She went home the next evening, packed a few bags, and left the letter where the family would see it. Dominique took her to his ancestral home near Paris, where they lived in his manor. The relationship was an odd one; the two spent little time together, yet Dominique treated Clementine almost like a daughter. When he went out to the finer establishments of Nice, Clem found the same sort of bars that she drank in before. The music was different, but the booze was the same, and she quickly learned French in an effort to have the same sort of times she did in Chicago.
When World War II broke out, Clementine became frightened of the German threat to France. Even while Dominique laughed at her and told her as a vampire she had nothing to worry about, Clem demanded to be taken back to America. When his good moods wore out and Dominique refused to take her, Clem again packed up her things, took a great deal of Dominique's money, and sailed by herself. Instead of returning to Chicago, she went to New York, and waited out the rest of the war there, afraid to go home. She seldom went out except to feed, not knowing anyone or any place in the strange city.
When the war ended in 1945 and Clementine left her little basement apartment, she did her best to discover what had happened to the people she knew. Writing to mortal acquaintances in both Chicago and Nice, she found the Périgord manor had been ransacked by Nazis during the German occupation, and nobody had seen Dominique since. From Chicago, she learned most of her family was now dead. Her father died of liver failure, Cassia of pneumonia, and Warrick had enlisted and was killed in battle. Her mother and Tristan were the only ones left.
Deciding she wouldn't return to either Chicago or Paris, Clementine set out for Canada. She lived in a suburb of Ottawa for close to ten years, but she found the quiet boring. She would go into the city to party at night, but soon the money she took from Dominique ran out and she was forced to find work. Borrowing from neighbours, she moved to Toronto and opened a seamstress shop. For fifteen years she made enough to sustain herself and her lifestyle, even hiring on two neighbourhood girls to run the shop in the day. Soon she sold her shop to a larger company and moved to a different section of the city, afraid her ever-present youth would begin to raise suspicion among her employees, customers, and neighbours.
For another fifteen years Clem lived on her savings. The only great occurrence which happened during this period was when she met a fifteen year old boy named Harrison Collins. Harrison would grow up to show great promise as a writer, before his addiction to drugs and gambling ruined his career. He was divorced by his wife, disowned by his family, and moved from Toronto to Demaitre in disgrace. A little less than a year later, in 2002, Clementine followed him to Demaitre. She started another small sewing business out of her apartment, being low on money again, and remains there ever since. She helped Harrison find a job and an apartment in her building, and somehow the two of them together manage to cover rent from month to month.
She still lives much as she used to, going out at night to find excitement and men, but lately she's become lonely and jaded. She hates the new pop music they play at the clubs she goes to, and as such she goes out less and less. She spends more of her time filling orders in an attempt to earn more cash, and trying to get Harrison to give up his gambling.
OOC| And finished. ^_^|
