Lafleur, Felix

[Felix L. Lafleur]

HELLO MY NAME IS FELIX LAURENCE LAFLEUR AND I AM 36 YEARS OLD. I'M A HUMAN AND RANK AS ...your prince charming...? AND I WAS BORN ON APRIL 29TH IN COLORADO, AMERICA. MY NATIONALITY IS FRENCH. PEOPLE SAY I LOOK LIKE VIC MIGNOGNA . THEY ALSO SAY THAT I AM DISTANT, A FLIRT, AND BOSSY . TO BE HONEST, I'M BEING PLAYED BY FLUFFY.

CODEWORD: Ivory

ROLE PLAY SAMPLE: (This ismy post from Numb and Cold as Klaude) Klaude's red eyes gazed around the area of the night, his red eyes glowing, he could see everything clearly. It was a good thing about being a vampire, the night was as clear as day, well, almost anyway. The white haired man swiftly moved through the crowds of people. He was wearing a long green cloak over himself, the hood covering his white hair, and a silver mask covering his whole entire face. Klaude didn't want anyone recognizing his face. The scent was fine. They could know he was here. In a crowd if they could smell but not see him, he would be perfectly able to escape if he had to before anyone could really find him that might be of some sort of threat. He would avoid being near anyone who was working for Fang, they were easy to tell from normal vampires. They usually had some sort of hard or cold look in their eyes anyway, along with the castle scent all over them. Klaude the vampire looked around curiously in silence, his red eyes spotted Puppy in the shadows, wearing his fox mask and the all red suit just as he had promised he would be wearing.
The people that worked for Klaude were stationed perfectly in their correct positions as far as he could tell. They would not know what he was wearing. His followers were just as clueless about where Klaude could be as the others were. Though, the man in the cloak was not curiously looking around to see where his followers were, but where his brother was. It had been so long since he had seen his older brother personally. Even though he could not ever actually approach Fang, he just wanted to see the king. even if they were both against each other in war. His lip quivered a little in dead silence though everything was so loud around him. Well. There was no need for tears, the masked man made sure that his tears would not fall from his cheeks, though, people would not be able to see it. He sighed, through all the people around him, he could not see Fang anywhere, not at all his black hair could be seen in this crowd.
Klaude moved through the crowd again, ignoring the nagging pain he might have had. Suddenly he could here Crimson's voice close to him. Klaude bristled and whirled around.

He was standing in a ready stance, looking through the people who were passing by him, laughing and singing, and just having a good time. Then just a couple humans away, in clear view there stood Crimson, "You are very welcome." he stared at the vampire for several moments, then looked to the girl he had been talking to. Klaude's heart jumped out of his throat practically when he recognized her scent. This was. Amane.
What was she doing here? It must have been Crimson's doing. He was trying to get her killed. But why? Klaude thought for a moment, there was no possible way that she was any value to Crimson, she was just a woman in New York. Then, he stopped thinking as realization snuck into his head. He was trying to get her killed, because she was of value to Klaude. That must be it. This young woman was very special to Klaude, and now, Crimson wanted to lower his will to war by killing this human. He turned away from the two, and started to weave his way through the crowd. Klaude kept a good eye on the human woman even though they were still separated, he would just have to intercept her path. But...not in ears shot. Crimson was clever and observant as well as the other people working for Fang. If he showed that he knew her, they would know that he's Klaude. After all, who else would no the one person who lived in the state of New York anymore?
the vampire in the cloak followed gracefully after her, his shoeless feet touching the grass softly as he wandered soundlessly after young Amane. When he was certain no one would suspect anything of him, Klaude moved directly behind her. "Amane." hopefully she will recognize his voice, and hopefully she would not shout out his name, before he could let her say anything out loud he pout his arm around her to cover her lips.

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