LETOURNEAU, antoine marquez

[ANTOINE MARQUEZ LETOURNEAU]

Look here, what Do you see? Are You Looking Forward to Get Tangle Up in Me? FULL NAME Antoine Marquez Le Tourneau AGE & BIRTHDAY Eighteen born on 25-Sept-2006 OCCUPATION J. Pippin's Potions Trainee Potioneer, Ilvermorny alumnus BLOOD STATUS Half-blood (has been presented as a Pure-blood his whole life but he is done living that lie) FACE CLAIM Xavier Dolan. WAND TYPE Ten and three eighths of an inch, amethyst powder, aspen, springy. PATRONUS Bull Moose when he can successfully cast the spell. PETS None. ABILITIES/ SPECIES None. Tell me who you are, I'm sure you're some kind of superstar. Free Style Some people live life in the shadow of their fathers and brothers. But it was in the shadows that the youngest Le Tourneau liked to stay. He was a scandal waiting to happen, the son of the half-blood maid and the head of the Le Tourneau family. It took him longer than it should have to learn the truth about his blood line, there had been clues over the years and enough abuse to know he wasn't his 'mother's' child, no, he was not her beloved Sebastien. He often dreamed of what his mother must have been like, his real mother. Of course young Antoine knew this was something that would never happen though, not with Monsieur Le Tourneau holding such a well know political position. Affairs could ruin a man, but the Le Tourneau family was not about to see its downfall in the impregnation of a stupid maid who crossed the line. No doubt her memories had been erased after giving birth, no one would ever know the truth of him and his blood. Madame Le Tourneau would never forgive the Monsieur for forcing her to raise his bastard alongside their son, the heir to the family. Of course he was raised by the nannies, much like his beloved elder brother, even in infancy he was the afterthought. Sebastien was as terrible as an older brother could be. He knew a secret and he knew why dear Maman hated little Toine so much. And still it had come as a surprise when he learned the truth at age seven. It was easy to believe that his brother wanted him to think that they didn't share a mother, but who else could have been his mother? There was always an excuse for how it had to be a lie, even if he had almost hoped for it to be true. That was, until it actually was true. Sure they family kept up appearances, he was never shown the same affection as his elder brother but in the public eye dear Maman seemed to at least accept the boy in the family - he knew the like in her grasp though. Each hug, his hand hold, each stinging kiss on the cheek - she loathed his very existence. Once he was old enough to learn some independence - how to find snacks in the kitchen, fetch his own glasses of water, open and close the doors for himself, tie his shoes, zip his jumper - he worked on staying out of his family's way. It should have been sadder to the child how easily he actually managed this. But his solitude helped to cultivate something inside his mind. It was early that he learned a passion for plants, not magical - not yet at least, at first it was just mushrooms, flowers, wild onions, anything that the young child could find that sprouted from the damp earth. It was easy for Antoine to stay out of most of the family affairs. He was a bastard son after all, he would never be an heir. Honestly though he wanted none of it. The family was poison. Maman made his heart ice cold and Papa and Sebastien - although a spitting image of them both - held no sincere interest in him. He was a pawn in Monsieur Le Tourneau political game, a game for Sebastien to play, and the root of Madame Le Tourneau bitterness. Ilvermorny would be his heaven send. Finally he would be free the walls of his home, free to grow away from the rot that was the Le Tourneau family. Of course he was the same age as his brother's intended but just like at home Antoine did what he could to stay out of his brother's affairs. The shadows still were his friends. Some might have deemed him a nerd, his nose so often in a book, his hands riddled with earth and potion residue. He had what some called a natural talent for potions and plants, though he always felt like the two subjects where symbiotic in many ways and he wasn't entirely sure his talent came naturally. Then again - he really knew nothing about his biological mother now, did he? Perhaps it was her gift to him, or maybe it was because he had found a talent growing mushrooms in the green house back home in his early years. Antoine was happy to keep his head down and stay out of trouble, he was what many might think a role student ought to be. But this was out of self preservation. He knew he had to wait until he was 17 before he could legally break away from his family's grasp. He'd been planning it for years. And than, she died. The young Le Tourneau had always found the whole matter strange. There were so many questions he could have asked about the Celemence girl's death but something about it all seemed, dangerous. He had grown up around Sebastien, he had seen some of the older boy's darkest moments, moments that perhaps others had no idea about. There was something evil inside his brother, no matter how he hated to use the word - to think that they shared blood, could he have a similar evil? If anything the girl's death gave him all the more reason to make sure he got out of the country. Graduation could have come sooner. He had applied months in advance around the world sending owls that neither his father or brother knew about, he sought employment knowing he couldn't touch the family money, nor was he sure he would even want to. For years he had turned a blind eye to what sort of family he lived with, he was happy to be in a blissful state about the truth to the Le Tourneau ways, but he couldn't deny anymore what his father and brother where. He never returned to the Le Tourneau Manor after graduating. For a while he feared they would come after him, but he played it smart. He never spoke of his family, never uttered the secrets that could put them away for life - or worse yet kill them. No those words would only have killed him as well. So he kept his mouth shut, he worked on studying under potion masters to better his skills, after all he had a life to build now. When he finally was starting to feel free of his past he heard news of his brother, father, and Madame Le Tourneau. It sounded almost unreal. A faked death, a return, a passion killing - Of course maybe it was exaggerated, the point was though he was now the only living Le Tourneau heir. It was only the official papers, the will, and the funerals that made him believe. His 'family' was dead. So many asked him why he didn't cry but he knew better than to explain he didn't love them, and they never loved him. He returned to Scotland, left the family lawyer to clean up the mess for him. He wasn't ready to face his past yet, while he might never have to deal with his family there was so much left unsaid between them. How much had he wanted to say to his father? His brother? That bitch who couldn't even pretend to be his mother? They never gave him a real home, how was he to know when he had one if he'd never had one before? He had hundreds of questions like this running through his mind, so many issues he wanted to address, so many past offenses he wanted to demand retribution for. But he could never get answers, nor could he have that retribution. Instead he was going to have to find his own closure in another way, it was bitterly funny how things always seemed to turn out this way for him, didn't they? Let's us all just be friend, And together we can start a new trend. ALIAS: Bonzi AGE: 27 DISCOVERY: Paige ♥ and I basically live here CHARACTERS: ALEKSI NIKITA IVANKOV, ALTAIR MAE POYNTER, AMERY CATHAL CAMBELL, AMITY CATHLEEN PARRIS, ANTOINE MARQUEZ LETOURNEAU, APOLLO JAMES BORDEN, ATTICUS RHYS VAUGHAN, AUBREY CAMILLA SCIARRA, AUGUSTINE VENIA IFINOH, AXEL TOBIAS MEAGHER, BAILEY IVO MCCONNELL, BEATRICE ADELAIDE DURSLEY, BRYONY CATE BUCHANAN, CASPIAN DMITRI CROSSHEART, DANTE APOSTOLOS CARPETHOS, ELEANOR CORDELIA WORRALL, EMILLA PÄIVÄ AALTO, EVIN MIKHAIL GREKOV, GERONE CARLOTTA CARPETHOS, GIDGET ANABEL HALE, ICARUS ALAWN LLEWELLYN, IMOGEN NIAMH MERRITT, IRINKA AKSINYA XANTHOPOULOS, ISAAC RYDER MCAVOY-GREYBACK, JACOB SAMUEL BLENKINSOP, JACQUELINE AURORA TALBOTT, LACHLAN WALLACE MONTGOMERY, LENNOX ELASIS BRYNJAR WILKOŁAK, NATHANAEL ANTOINE CLEMENCE, NYX DIONE MOON, OROCHI TACHIBANA, PASCAL ARISTIDE BORGIA, PAXTON POLARIS PRESCOTT, PHINEAS AJAX PAKARINEN, ROBERT SHAY WAGTAIL-HOLDEN, TAWNEE RAE ADDAMS, TIBERIUS DEAN THREASHER, YŪKI SATŌ NOTES: made by paige

[ADMIN MARIE]

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Poor Antonie, dont worry he'll find peace eventually! Dont forget your claims!