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Played by Lawrence ➢ Offline
Spouse ➢ Deceased Husband
Play-by ➢ Gillian Andersen
➢ Not Sharing Play-by
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AppearanceDelphine keeps her presentation sharp and clean. Her hair is long but is often pinned up in a tight bun. She prefers skirts and dresses to pants: one of the things she didn't mind having to do while at school and under the direction of her husband.
HistoryDelphine's mother was a very strict woman, who always pushed her and her siblings to strive for the best. Her older brother was always the golden child – with dreams of joining The Trust – but that didn’t mean that she and her younger sister were off the hook. Her parents were hard on their children and not enamoured with each other, but there was some love there, even if it was born out of familiarity more than anything else. Her grandmother (on her father’s side) was a teacher. Her father loved his mother and let his children visit with her often. Under her extra instruction and constant pressure, Delphine excelled in school. Academically, at least.
She developed some - as her teachers had described to her father when she was disciplined – unwholesome attachments to other women. She was caught in a compromising position with a teacher’s assistant when she was seventeen, and to save herself further punishment she spun a story about the older woman coercing and manipulating her. They seemed to believe it well enough, and aside from closer monitoring and a few lectures on the role of men and women, she survived fairly unscathed. Her parents, on the other hand, were not so easily fooled. Her mother was as understanding as she was allowed to be, which still wasn’t very. She’d kissed Delphine on the head and whispered “We all have urges, Darling, but you have to be safe.” Her father never looked at her the same way again; whatever warmth and love had been there faded quickly. Delphine never found out what happened to the assistant, but she never saw her again.
Delphine was drafted at eighteen to a man almost twice her age. It was not a success story.
Her husband wasn't the worst of the bunch, not by a long shot, but Delphine had no interest in men and had to put up with it anyway. For the first few years of their marriage, she simply did what was expected of her and did her best to fall into the role of perfect wife and keep her head down. Delphine wasn’t especially bothered by this: she’d known her whole life that it was utterly inevitable, so there was no use in her clinging on to the outrageous, impossible dreams she’d had in boarding school. Dreams of rebellion, talking one of the classmates she was enamoured with into running away with her and evading The Trust for the rest of their lives. Ideas like that were dangerous. Ideas like that, if acted on, got get her killed. Delphine made herself grin and bare it. It was a steady, if unhappy, status quo.
Until she discovered evidence of her husband's illegal dealings. He had been careful in the past, but had grown tired, or sloppy, and Delphine found illegal goods which suggested connections to criminal smuggling rings. She approached him with her findings and essentially blackmailed him. The two of them came to an agreement; Delphine would stay silent and help him hide any further evidence, and he would look the other way regarding her relationships with women, stop trying to initiate sex, and allow her to work. Somewhere in the back of her mind she realised that this kind of black mail might have been immoral, but you don’t see an opportunity like that and just pass it up. Through this deal, Delphine finally found happiness in her marriage, though really it was a marriage in name only. She worked as a receptionist for more than a decade.
Delphine wasn’t particularly invested in the switch over from bracelets to microchips. The bracelets had never particularly bothered her (proximity to unmarried men and unwanted pregnancy had never been an issue for her), but they did sometimes clash with her outfit choices. Once it was implanted, the microchip was small and out of the way and didn’t bother her. The fact that the men were also, finally, subjected to the same procedure was pleasing on a level she couldn’t entirely articulate.
Recently, a couple of months before her 50th birthday, her husband tragically passed of not at all suspicious circumstances. The timing - her not being redrafted or having to sponsor due to her age making her 'unappealing' - as she told anyone who asked, was nothing but a strange coincidence.
After his death, her impeccable performance in school allowed her to receive a position as a teacher at St Martha's, where she currently works.
FAMILYHer parents have both passed. She has an older brother (55) who she isn't really in contact with, and a younger sister (42) who was recently widowed and became undraftable.
Birthdate: September 1st
Bad Habits: Fidgiting, grinding teeth.
Turn-Ons: She's really very vanilla. Smelling nice is very important, as well as a general high standard of cleanliness and dress.
Turn-Offs: She's a lesbian, so men as a whole, obviously. More specifically, the things that especially put her off of her husband were his arrogance, refusal to listen to her and just overall loud and brash manner.
hair color preference: N/A
eye color preference: N/A
draft position: Against
premarriage y/n: No
skinned exclusively for the draft by saramonster
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