Adelaide Davis

Malkavian -x- Vampires of New York from 1999 to 2022 -x- Vampires of New York from 2022 Onward

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Sobriquet:

Appearance: Lissome and twitchy, Adelaide always seems on the verge of nervous collapse. That is, when she's not face down in a near-torpid sleep, she's frenetic. Adelaide wears the clothing of a shut-in, weird garments that might have once been stylish, or may have always seemed as bizarre as they do now. Lace, heavy brocades, gingham ­ it depends on the season, but Adelaide has more clothes than she knows what to do with. If she'd pay some attention to herself, she'd probably be pretty, but as it stands, she's only a few steps removed from being a veri­table bag lady in appearance. Her face is young; beneath the smear of lipstick and frightening application of rouge lie genuinely appealing features. Oh, and that hair ....

Behavior: It's all a game and you're glad you can play. Being in torpor is such an unpleasant sleep, after all, with the nightmares pounding inside your head and the voices of your fallen vessels clamoring for their sweet release. They're like children. In fact, that's why you put children to rest - each one is a nightmare given physical form. Yes, that's a reasonable, rational answer. That'll do nicely.

When she meets someone, she trusts her instincts; they're never wrong. Thereafter, she grows more and more extreme in her attitude toward that person. Attraction becomes love, mistrust becomes paranoia, amicability becomes devotion and dislike becomes hatred. Not that these are based on any real stimuli other than her first impression, but it's that first impression that counts.

History: When two boys turned up at the bot­ tom of Snug Harbor in 1841, their pupils blown and rocks in their pockets, the quiet sailor's community knew it had a problem. Things seemed tense for the fall, and then, in the winter, the Blakely boys disappeared. Everyone as­sumed that the Blakely boys had killed the original two and their consciences had finally gotten the better of them, urging them to leave. When both of the Blakelys were discovered the following spring in the same part of Snug Harbor, with the same head injuries and the same types of stones weighing them down, the residents were once again up in arms. It would seem they had a child­ killer on their hands.

As summer came around and school let out, it was not without some sense of trepidation that parents let their children play outside. As if to confirm their fears, Tom Hawkins was found at the foot of a tree, his head viciously bludgeoned with a rock. Tom was older than the other boys, however, and it seemed he had been too heavy for his attacker to drag to the creek. Rushed to the hospital, Tom was given around-the-clock care in hopes of nursing him back to health and to identify his attacker.

When Tom came to, he named Adelaide Davis, the daughter of a widowed sailor. At age 12,she "had had a lot of boyfriends," most of whom ended up dead. After a much publicized (and not wholly fair, even if Adelaide did confess) trial, Adelaide was remanded to the custody of the state. Sent to the Blackwell's Island lunatic asylum, she spent 10 years in a hopeless dementia. A Malkavian "nurse," traveling from asylum to asylum, had read about Adelaide's story and arranged paperwork for her to be freed from the asylum. With her father dead and a dubi­ously clean bill of mental health, Adelaide was released. She returned with her patron to Snug Harbor, Staten Island, staying in Adelaide's father's house, which had been abandoned. Within a few years, their relationship had blossomed, and Adelaide was Embraced.

Adelaide kept a low profile after her sire ran afoul of the local Sabbat. She fed mostly from sailors, making a few contacts among the Cainites of the city, but she kept largely to herself. When pressed, she made nominal statements of allegiance to the Sabbat but never paid them much attention. So it went for almost a century, with Adelaide hiding from the sect that held the city, every now and then indulging her jealousy of "other" children - but these times she was careful enough to do it away from her home.

Then the tides turned - the Camarilla swept in and displaced the Sabbat. For Adelaide, this was fine. She had heard about the Ivory Tower from her sire, and it seemed to be a much less domineering group of Kindred (or Cainites, or whatever this particular faction chose to call itself}. Although she hadn't participated in the Battle of New York, largely out of apathy to the Sabbat cause, she thought that this new power might prove more to her liking. To that end, she sought out others of her kind. While the Malkavian presence turned out to be spotty and disorganized, other Kindred proved to be much more focused. Adelaide could appreciate that; she could under­ stand a purpose. Making the acquaintance of the Toreador Thomas Arturo, Adelaide procured for herself a minor place among the social elite of this new Camarilla.

Over the past two years, she has grown boundlessly enamored of the Toreador, to the point where she would do anything for him... and she has. Arturo is no fool, and after learning a bit of Adelaide's history, read upon her. He knows her penchant for killing children, and fully intends to use it at some point in the future. Adelaide will be only too happy to oblige for her part. She sees the relationship as much more personable than it truly is.

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