Lover of Beauty – This fellow can’t help but be enamored of beautiful things
Private Investigator – He runs his own agency called “Angel Investigations”. Read more about that below.
French Immigrant – He was born and raised in France, and speaks French fluently. For the last five years he has been living and working in the United States, travelling around the country to find a good spot to settle down.
Have cane, will travel – Due to some troubles with his legs, Gabriel requires a cane to walk and often needs to rest. Such a situation doesn’t keep him down, and he has been dealing with it for some time. He feels that his cane is a part of him, whichever cane he chooses to use, as he often selects one to match his outfit.
Gabriel’s Playlist
“Le bien qui fait mal” by Mozart l'opéra rock.
Mais d'où vient l'émotion étrange
Qui me fascine autant qu'elle me dérange?
Je frissonne, poignardé par le beau
C'est comme dans l'âme le couteau
La blessure traverse mon cœur et j'ai la joie dans la douleur
Je m'enivre de ce poison, à en perdre la raison
C'est le bien qui fait mal, quand tu aimes, tout à fait normal
Ta haine prends le plaisir, c'est si bon de souffrir
Succombe au charme, donne tes larmes
C'est le bien qui fait mal (qui fait mal)
Quand tu aimes, tout à fait banal (le bien qui fait mal)
Ta peine, les vrais délices passe par le supplice
Baisse les armes, donne tes larmes
Je ressens de violentes pulsions
J'ai l'impression de glisser vers le fond
Si j'ignore d'où vient ce fléau, j'adore l'avoir dans la peau
Envouté par des idées folles, soudain, mes envies s'envolent
Le désir devient ma prison, à en perdre la raison
C'est le bien qui fait mal, quand tu aimes, tout à fait normal
Ta haine prends le plaisir, c'est si bon de souffrir
Succombe au charme, donne tes larmes
C'est le bien qui fait mal (qui fait mal)
Quand tu aimes, tout à fait banal (le bien qui fait mal)
Ta peine, les vrais délices passe par le supplice
Baisse les armes, donne tes larmes
Je ressens de violentes pulsions
J'ai l'impression de glisser vers le fond
C'est le bien qui fait mal, quand tu aimes, tout à fait normal
Ta haine prends le plaisir, c'est si bon de souffrir
Succombe au charme, donne tes larmes
C'est le bien qui fait mal (qui fait mal)
Quand tu aimes, tout à fait banal (le bien qui fait mal)
Ta peine, les vrais délices passe par le supplice
Baisse les armes, donne tes larmes
English Translation:
Now where does this strange feeling
Come from
That fascinates me
Just as much as it disturbs me
I shiver stabbed by the beauty
It's like a knife in my soul
The wound going right through my heart
And I feel joy in the pain
I intoxicate myself with this poison
Until it makes me lose my mind
[Refrain]:
It's the good that causes pain
When you love
Completely normal
Your hate
Enjoy
It's so good to suffer
Surrender to the spell
Let tears flow
It's the good that causes pain
Causes pain
When you love
Completely ordinary
It's the good that causes pain
Your pain
The true pleasures
Are achieved only through torture
Take down your weapons
Let the tears flow
I can feel
A violent urge
I feel like
I'm sliding towards the ground
If I don't find out
Where this plague is coming from
I adore
Having it under my skin
Bewitched by mad ideas
Suddenly
All my cravings take off
The desire becomes my prison
Until I lose my mind
“Where the Dark Things Are” by Kerli
Altars to ashes
Burn down my churches
And give up what's holy
To live off your mercy
Joining the forces
Summon the powers
Wreck me to pieces
Cause you know I would die if I won't live
Push me down to my knees
And take me where the dark things are
Where the dark things are
Where the dark things are
Where the dark things are
Black is the magic
White is the night sky
Please let me have it
Worship you all night
Ruin and ravage
Make me your priestess
Wreck me to pieces
Cause you know I would die if I won't live
Push me down to my knees
And take me where the dark things are
Where the dark things are
Where the dark things are!
Where the dark things are
Where the dark things are
"Ma Meilleure Ennemie" by Stromae & Pomme
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
T'es la meilleure chose qui m'est arrivée
Mais aussi la pire chose qui m'est arrivée
Ce jour où je t'ai rencontrée, j'aurais peut-être préféré
Que ce jour ne soit jamais arrivé (Arrivé)
La pire des bénédictions
La plus belle des malédictions
De toi, j'devrais m'éloigner
Mais comme dit le dicton :
"Plutôt qu'être seul, mieux vaut être mal accompagné"
Tu sais c'qu'on dit
Sois près d'tes amis les plus chers
Mais aussi
Encore plus près d'tes adversaires
Mais ma meilleure ennemie, c'est toi
Fuis-moi, le pire, c'est toi et moi
Mais si tu cherches encore ma voix
Oublie-moi, le pire, c'est toi et moi
Pourquoi ton prénom me blesse
Quand il se cache juste là dans l'espace?
C'est quelle émotion, la haine
Ou la douceur, quand j'entends ton prénom?
Je t'avais dit : "Ne regarde pas en arrière"
Le passé qui te suit te fait la guerre
Mais ma meilleure ennemie, c'est toi
Fuis-moi, le pire, c'est toi et moi
Mais ma meilleure ennemie, c'est toi
Fuis-moi, le pire, c'est toi et moi
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
Je t'aime, je t'attends, je t'aime, je t'attends
English Translation
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
You're the best thing to ever happen to me
But also the worst thing to ever happen to me
On that day when I met you, maybe I would rather
That it never happened to me (To me)
The worst of all blessings
The best of all curses
I should stray away from you
But as the saying goes
"Better than alone, is to be in bad company"
You know what they say
Stay close to your dearest friends
But also
Even closer to your adversaries
But my best enemy is you
Flee from me, the worst is you and I
But if you keep searching for my voice
Forget me, the worst is you and I
Why does hearing your name hurt me
When it hides right there in the vicinity?
What kind of emotion, is it hatred
Or pure sweetness when I hear your name?
I had told you, not to keep looking behind
Your past will follow you and wage war on you
But my best enemy is you
Flee from me, the worst is you and I
But my best enemy is you
Flee from me, the worst is you and I
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you
Behind The Curtain
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Background
Gabriel LeSeraphin did not start out life with that name. Born in 1978 in Paris, he was ghouled at the age of 20 by a prestigeous house of Toreadors. Rumors of diablerie had swirled around this house for centuries, but the power they held kept their enemies from striking with anything consequential. During his two decades of service, Gabriel learned about Kindred society, and Toreador society in particular. He served well and enjoyed his life, addicted to the beautiful dead, and was scheduled to be embraced by one of their elders of the 10th generation. He was, but the embrace went wrong. None of the Toreador apptitudes or banes came to him, and he bore a devil's mark in the form of hooved feet, like a goat. Fearing that this mishap would be seen as proof of the practice of diablerie, the elder was supposed to cull him, but out of feelings of sentiment, secreted him out of the city to America.
For the last five years as an 11th generation Caitiff, Gabriel has taken on the surname LeSerafin, and has played to his strengths (the only Discipline that seemed to easily come to him was Auspex) to become a private investigator for the undead. He knows that he cannot advance in Kindred society, being what he is, but he can still be invaluable and, thus, protected as much as he can be. This rather mercenary approach has served him well, and he has travelled from Princedom to Princedom, selling his services, gaining prestige (as much as a Caitiff can), and keeping his advanced generation a secret. That is how he has come to Los Angeles, and he has wasted no time in developing contacts in his neighborhood. All that's left is to introduce himself to this princedom's elite.
Gabriel LeSeraphin is a man on the elegant and handsome side of
average. The rougher features of his face - his strong nose and brooding
thick brows are tempered by sleepy, intelligent hazel eyes, high cheekbones,
and thick, wavy, shoulder length black hair. If anyone was well versed in
French history, they may see traces of Norman stock hidden in the otherwise
elegant Parisian frame and bearing.
His body is fine-boned and slender, and he carries himself with
languid grace that is at once respectful and insouciant. The man often talks
with the use of his hands, gesturing for emphasis, and one will note that
often his nails are painted, or his fingers bear rings. His lower lip sports
a pair of steel rings in snake bite piercings, and his ears are often adorned
with jewelry as well.
In general, his mode of dress is comfortable, professional, and
darkly-colored. The man does not care to stand out in a crowd at first
glance, but if the eye catches on him, he will leave it with a good
impression. His bearing is dignified and his facial expressions suave and
alluring, and he seems like a most agreeable conversationalist.
Specifics:
- Eyes = Hazel
- Piercings = Ears and lower lip
- Hair = Black and shoulder-length
- Height = 5'10"
- Skin = Fair
- Face = https://imgur.com/a/2BHT7lE
- Current outfit = [VARIES]*
- Matching Cane = [VARIES]*
*links are provided on grid to show what he's wearing and walking with at the time.
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