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Lisa: Are you okay?

Jennie, looking off into the distance: In theory.

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confidcnces:

     “am i right or am i right ??” the redhead nods with a dry, incredulous laugh; drumming her fingers against the table top. “you know you’re either dead, damaged or somewhere in between in this town. least people could do is keep things a little light hearted.”

“Well it would certainly distract them from the fact that they’re dead and damaged,” she nodded with a smirk, momentarily amused by the conversation. “Generally, people are more than happy to make light of their own misfortune; it makes life manageable."

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Frankie quirked a brow at the situation, both agreeing with Rae and the girl. She kept the latter quiet, however. “Some people just don’t get humor,” she deadpanned. “It’s one of the cruel truths of the world.”

       “some people in this town got a real habit of takin’ things personally-” rae snorts, fingers threading through strawberry locks absentmindedly. “you know, you tell ONE girl that if she was gonna up and die she probably should’ve considered a diet first and suddenly you’re the wicked witch of the west and everyone’s looking to chuck that pot of water on you.”

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what's something you've done that you regret?

“I have a lot of regrets... but the one thing I regret most is allowing myself to give in to my nature. I didn’t have to kill all those people, to forget what it was like to be human– it was a choice. And if I could go back, I would make to choice to be stronger.”

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TRUTH SERUM - MY MUSE HAS TO ANSWER ANY AND ALL QUESTION REGARDLESS OF WHAT IT IS.

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                                      FRANCESCA   ISELI                                    seven hundred and forty nine, barista                                          Original Character

I’m like a black hole, destroying everything in my path until everything’s gone.

 ⌐ A n d  e v e ry  d a y  I  a d d  a n o t h e r  s t o n e  t o  t h e  w a l l s

Born in 13th century Italy to a French merchant and an Italian baker, Francesca Iseli's life wasn't very remarkable. She had a sister and a brother to play with, a modest but beautiful home, and a pet goat that she would proudly show off to anyone who would listen. Her father would occasionally return home from his trade travels with stories of supernatural attacks and towns laid to ruin, but the children didn't take him seriously. Until the night when it was too late.

Francesca, or Frankie as she preferred to be called, had just finished feeding her goat and was heading back to the house when she noticed that all the windows were dark. It was late and she figured that her family had simply gone to bed early, so she continued into the house through the back without issue until she spotted the open front door and a shattered vase. The twenty-three year old was quick to strike a match, lighting a few nearby candles only to scream in horror at the sight illuminated in the fire's glow: her father and siblings were laying, deathly pale, on the floor. Her mother laid on the couch, breathing shallow but still there. Frankie tore off part of her dress and was about to hold it to her mother's bleeding neck when she was grabbed from behind, the sharp pain of teeth sinking into her neck accompanying the cool sensation for dead hands on her arms. To this day, she's still not sure what possessed the vampire to spare her life and become her sire, but she never saw him again after that night.

                  “I’ve built around you to keep you safe.”

A week after her transformation, Frankie received word that her mother had managed to escape to Bologna. Weak and full of hatred for what she'd become, Frankie broke her abstinence from drinking blood in order to have enough energy to leave Modena in search of her mother. When she finally reached Bologna, Frankie quickly found her mother and took to watching out for her in secret; she didn't want to cause her mother any unnecessary harm by revealing that she hadn't been killed only to have to leave hours later due to the bloodlust-fueled monster she'd become.

Things were going fine until her mother spotted her peacefully leaning against a wall one day. After that, Frankie moved in with her and began her doctoral studies at the university, disguising herself as an especially feminine-looking man named Frances. When her mother died a several years later, Frankie was just completing her degree and soon left Bologna, not able to bear living in the house her mother had died in.

When the plague tore through Europe, Francesca, no longer bothering to disguise herself as Frances, did her best to save the infected and protect the immune. The years passed in that way, Francesca using her medical skill and vampiric speed to help those in need. But she never delved into heroics. She couldn't save everyone, she didn't want to become some mythical avenger who always seemed to be at the right place at the right time. No, she couldn't save everyone, but she did meet someone who made her forget that motto.

⌐ H e l l o  m y  o l d  h e a r t

She was doing so well until 1807. She’d transitioned to only hunting invasive species, like rodents, and she’d saved more lives than her newly transitioned self had taken. Then a patient who had been trampled by a horse came in. It was Emilia’s optimism that first caught the brooding vampire’s attention. Even as she was being prepped for artery ligation surgery, she managed to keep a positive outlook and compliment Frankie’s intellect. The surgery went well and she appeared to be getting better, suavely asking Frankie to visit the countryside with her. The two were together for three perfect months when Emilia's right lung ruptured. Frankie and several other doctors did their best to repair the lung, but Emilia couldn't be saved and quickly bled out. That was the last thread holding Frankie's humanity together, and when Emilia died, Frankie lost it.

In a fit of grief and rage, Frankie fell off the grid and went on a murdering spree. Half of Spain's surgeons were killed that year, victims of Frankie pulling them aside to "discuss surgical techniques". She loathed her profession, loathed everyone with the skills to save people who hadn't dropped everything to save her soulmate. For several centuries, Francesca Iseli lived up to her species’ reputation, eventually just killing to kill.

⌐  Y o u ’ l l  n e v e r  b e a t

Finally, when she moved to America in the early 1900s, after spending some much needed time in her home country of Italy, Frankie decided to turn over a new leaf. She would be good, return to her morals, resume her practice of medicine. And she would do it all on her own. Things had been going fine when she was disconnected from her emotions, when she didn’t care about anyone, so why not go back to those simple days?

                  “But you’ll never break”

Francesca Iseli became a well-known name in the cardiothoracic surgery world, as she made a name for herself doing the procedures that would have saved Emilia’s life had they existed all those years ago. For years, she was careful to make sure that people thought she was the daughter, granddaughter, and sometimes even the great-granddaughter of the first “Doctor Francesca Iseli” so as to keep patients from being scared of her immortality.

By the time she found Stonybrook, however, she was ready to retire from medicine, at least for a while. Helping people recover from the surprise of having a twenty-three year old surgeon was getting old and, with the world making so many advances on its own, the move to California would give her a chance to relax. So, she put her years of travel to use and became a barista. Now, much like how a young Francesca took pride in her goat, Frankie takes pride in her coffee, especially her espresso. And, not to brag, but that probably has to do with the fact that she learned how to make espressos from Luigi Bezzerra and Desiderio Pavoni, the men who introduced “cafeé espresso” to the world.

FC: Alycia Debnam-Carey

written by taylor

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hey! I’m Taylor and this is my broody vampire barista Francesca (but she prefers Frankie). I typed up this huge bio thing that I’ll be posting in a minute, but like this or message me if you want to plot with her :)  Under the cut are a few wanted connections, but the second one probably won’t make sense without her bio.

Connections:

A Familiar Face – Someone that Frankie has run into over the centuries. They can be either friends or friendly acquaintances, but they typically catch up with each other for a week or so before going their own ways again. It’s a coincidence that they both end up in Stonybrook and that can either be a good or bad thing, depending on their last interaction.

You – Frankie never saw Emilia's body so maybe she was turned into a vampire after Frankie left the room. Or, this person is just someone who looks like/reminds Frankie of Emilia so Frankie does her best to avoid them because she thinks she’s going crazy and doesn’t want to lose it again.

Go Away – Frankie isn’t the most enthusiastic person, and she also isn’t a big fan of people who can’t take a hint. This person is someone who ignores all of her warnings to back off and instead annoys her every chance they get, or at least that’s how she sees it. Just because she lets everyone call her Frankie, because she thinks Francesca sounds too formal, doesn’t mean that she sees this person as a friend. 

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VAMPIRE     WITH     MORALS .

i ‘ m    changing    over    a    new    leaf .    i ‘ m    not    sure    i    could    stand    my    previous ,    blood    soaked    one .

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The 100 has a lot of LGBT influences and also the representation of females on that, it’s one of the few shows I’ve seen that has a predominantly female lead cast which I think is extraordinary. It’s a great show with a great female cast.

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[2/?] pictures of Alycia Debnam Carey

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Moodboard: Frankie Iseli

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I need a capitol question mark for some people’s stupidity.

Aries, Gemini, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Aquarius (via aquariusgod)

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Alycia Debnam-Carey attends the Chanel Fine Jewelry Dinner.