BAHBAHBABE
Oh Dear
Name: Fantine Cosette Valjean
Nickname: Fran, Frannie, Val, Cos
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Faction: 104th Trainee Corps
Hometown: Wall Maria, Shiganshina District
Personality: Fantine is a rather lively girl, always known to be the life of the group. She is the active ball of fun that brightens the spirits of those around her with jokes, songs, dances, and tales. Granted this is what her family has done for many generations, yet they are regarded with hatred outside of those who actively visit them. She grew used to the harsh treatment that was laid upon her and has perfected the mask to hide the pain it causes her. Though it did little to stop the ill feelings that grew in her heart as a child.
Underneath the layers of the entertainment she provides, there lies a very calculated soul with a maturity beyond her years. Necessity bred her resourcefulness, her family warmed her heart to fight for more than just her wants, and the titans steeled her conviction of putting all her tricks to good use. Morality is not new to her, but upon going into the military to protect the future of humanity, it became a lot more important to her. So much so she has allowed for the past grudges she once held to slowly dissipate away now having a better idea of who she is.
Appearance: Fantine is a rather tall girl for her age, almost on par with the boys, however, she falls short just a few centimeters. Her once flowing long hair has been cut into bob as both a symbol of her growth and to account for the new world she has entered by agreeing to fight on behalf of humanity. Her body is feminine with her natural curves, though her skin is taut from her training. While her skin can easily tan, it does not stay for long. When she isn't wearing her military issued uniform, she is often seen in a dress with light blue long dress skirt, a dark blue bodice, and a white shirt with long sleeves. Often wearing a form of either flats or short boots as shoes. She always wears a necklace with a blue-stoned ring on the chain.
Background: In the Shiganshina District, most days were peaceful and warm with the hours being taken up by hard but rewarding work that always put food on the tables of most of the citizens who lived there. Save for a select group that was treated like the scourge of the earth on most occasions; they were labeled every nasty name available and was only given mistrust so that none could obtain a job to care for their families. So they used their skills of storytelling, song, dance, and music to gain some income to live off of. Having been born into this poverty was not easy for Fantine, but she made the best of it for she was less constricted than the other children. She was allowed to play and learn at her own pace, with only the bullying of the community as a downside. Yet she didn't mind, that was until the taxes grew higher and a new source of income had to be found.
The women who were old enough had sold their bodies when they could to gain more revenue only to branded as tramps whenever the wife of the men who visited found out. To hear such words be said of her mother hurt her more than she dare let them know. Her mother was a good women, she had often seen her mother share what little they had to those who were worse of than them with no expectation for a thank you. All the young girl knew was that her mother was trying to provide as best she could, just like all her relatives did. It never occurred to her that the reason her brother was teaching her how to fight was because some of the male citizens had been going after the kids like her, as least not until one had tried. Luckily she had already been used to fighting the boys her age who picked on her cousins, so she was able to hurt the man and get away. Yet when her family went to the Garrison, they were turned away with a warning that if she had hurt the man any more than she had she would have been arrested. It was that day she learned of the distinct line that seperated her family from the rest of the civilians, and her uncle used that realization to make a profit.
With little else left to do to provide, her uncle had explained, they now began to use the slight of their hand, misdirection of the people's senses with simple tricks to pickpocket wallets. From there they would steal whatever they could while the people were busy with the show. It worked for a long while until she had been caught mid-act, and from there the village began to riot. They wanted her head on a platter, yet luck cruelly smiled upon her that day as it was the breach of the Titans that saved her. In a mad panic, the civilians ran over most of her family that they had thrown on the grown. Including her mother who knew that her now broken legs would be impossible to be moved, and as if to cement that fact, she gave Fantine the only thing she could never sell for money. Her wedding ring that had been passed down many generations. The titans grew closer and as the rest of her family helped usher her away, her father stayed to try and carry his wife. Only to be crushed by a rock of which had been from the wall breaking.
It was a sad and traumatizing farewell, but upon reaching her destination of the 104th Trainee Corps barracks, she had little time to be sad nor reflect on how what was left of her family was living even worse of than before. The training was not easy, and everyone assumed she would drop out within the first week for barely even trying. Her instructor made many hateful comments about her origins, her family, and many other things to spur her on. He succeeded every time, but one day during the class about titans he had made a comment that trumped her. He had spoke about the enemy between each other was nothing compared to the fight that went on outside. How we can survive the idiots around us, but titans would be able to destroy us all. Her mother came to mind, and all the times she had been kind to the terrible people who treated her like dirt, she would always say that humanity was the greatest virtue we had. Even if some people forget that it runs within every human being under the sun, no matter the distance or difference between them.
So baffled by the ongoing revelation she had not been paying attention during their hand-to-hand combat training and had been forced to the ground by her hair. It was at that moment she had used her slight of hand to take back the knife and cut her hair to release herself from their grasp before knocking them down. Her anger boiled before floating away as steam while she stared down at the guy who was here just like her to protect the people.
To fight the titans and ensure the safety of humanity. The goal was clear in her mind, and now she put everything she had towards it. No longer were the other trainees her enemies, they were her brothers and sisters in arms. Her dramatic change stunned practically everyone but the instructor of whom had a great shimmer of pride in his eyes when he announced that Fantine, who had been dead last at the beginning, was not only in the top ten students graduating.... She was ranked as second in the 104th Trainee Corps. A feat the rest of her family, the People of Ymir, happily rejoiced and celebrated about.
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