[Spirit Class 9 | Hazard B] Claudia Duvalier

» Name: Claudia Duvalier
» Alias: The Queen of Carrington
» Age: 32
» Gender: Female

» Association: Duvalier Group and its many subsidiaries, including: Guoling Arms Company, First Vastime Credit Union, Duvalier Shipping Enterprises, Carrington Developments, Copperhead Private Security, and others. Owns a home in Vastime and generally headquarters her business ventures there.

» Appearance Written: A woman that might best be described as looking like the villain of a spy film, Claudia's entire appearance conveys a stark sense of order and care. Her attire is overwhelmingly black and white, with only the occasional striking bit of color, typically some shade of blue, and tends toward casual business sort of attire, buttoned shirts and straight skirts with a tie and heels. She often wears a white, fur-collared coat, both for the sake of keeping warm and simply for the sake of conveying a greater size. Considering she stands only 5'8” tall, this is not entirely without its merit as a goal.

Her hair seems only to further match the sense of cleanness that everything about her exudes. A pristine white in color, there is not a single trace of any other color, suggesting it is completely natural despite her relatively young age. Worn completely unadorned and undone, there is an almost ethereal quality to Claudia's hair, perhaps not helped by the color of her eyes. They are a piercing, inhuman ice blue, which seem to lack any warmth or affection in them. While she is naturally able to mask such a thing with a kind demeanor, those who meet her most intense gaze will find nothing comforting.

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Claudia hates the world. There is no beating around the bush on this matter, no sugar-coating the scale of her feelings. If she had her way, everything would be burned to the ground and allowed to begin anew. Maybe such a thing is hyperbolic, but something about the whole world of the modern day strikes her as being very hyperbolic itself. Everything about the current way of the world is out of order, and needs to be fixed in some way or another. Claudia does not consider this tranquil fury anger, but rather a rational outlook based upon what she has seen. Whether or not this is true, well, who can say?

Never once has Claudia truly felt a connection to another human. People are tools to be used for her own ends, as any sort of life is but a step toward rebuilding things in a better way. No matter how much stronger they are than her, Claudia considers everyone simply a cog, but the weak are the greatest cogs of all. Freedom, order, good, evil, all of it is completely arbitrary as far as Claudia sees things. She simply wants to tear everything down on her own terms, and if that requires controlling everyone she meets, she hardly feels much guilt about that.

Though Claudia hates the world, and treats everyone in it as completely disposable, one would be hard pressed to find her genuinely invested in anything, even in a negative sense. Other people are not merely worthy of disgust, they are unworthy of anything greater.


Claudia was not born of a consensual union, something certainly implied by her ancestry. Born to a vizard mother after a horrible encounter with a demon/human hybrid, she was abandoned in rather short order. She was, after all, not a wanted child, especially not with the truth of her parentage. As such, Claudia has never met her parents, and even if she did, she would feel nothing for them, other than perhaps a dull disgust.

Growing up unloved, unwanted, and of no concern to anyone may have created in Claudia an undeniable hate, but more than this, it fostered a need to prove her worth. While in younger years this was in more juvenile ways, whether by seeking physical altercations or pursuing the affections of boys, all of this was far too transient for Claudia. She was many things, but stupid was not one of them. She saw that there was only one form of worth that could not disappear through the passage of time; wealth.

Legal or illegal, moral or immoral, Claudia did not care through what methods her money was made. She could pursue honest sales on the street or simple physical labor just as easily as she could pimp weaker girls out or push drugs on the youth. Who she hurt in the process was inconsequential; all that mattered was that she made money. But simple personal work would not provide her the wealth she sought, would not fill the void in her heart, and instead she moved onto a realm far above it: Business.

At the age of only 20, Claudia was able to open a shipping business. It was not especially impressive company by any stretch, but even a small handful of trucks allowed Claudia to spread her secondary ventures further. With transport came wider influence, and with wider influence came greater profits. Soon enough, all of Europe was the market for Duvalier Shipping, but still Claudia was not satisfied. Only one way could possibly placate her, and that was to cover the world. She liquidated a great deal of her assets, particularly those which could never possibly reach a global scale, and put every penny she had into expanding her fleet into sea and air. By all accounts, this was an endeavor which would have made her very reasonable long-term gains. However, there was one thing that none could have factored into the equation, and that was the looming of war on the horizon.

Those nations and entities which did not have access to sufficient shipping measures still desperately needed to move assets, of course. Naturally, Claudia was all too happy to offer her service to any who needed it, at as high a premium as she could wring out of her clients. These profits alone could have feasibly let Claudia live as a queen for the rest of her life, but it was not about comfort for her. It had never been about comfort for her. She would be perfectly happy to live homeless and starving, so long as it meant that she profited.

Every dollar she made in shipping was directed into a singular place; Carrington Developmental Arms. A weapons manufacturer of relatively unremarkable status, it was nevertheless subsidized through Vastime's military industrial complex. For Claudia, this was the moment she had always sought. Surely enough, World War 4 exploded into the world. Arms development and manufacturing could not possibly keep up with demand, even when pushed to their absolute limits, and Claudia put every dime of her personal profits into further arms manufacturing. Greater facilities for Carrington, board seats in other companies, ever greater infrastructure in Duvalier Shipping to deliver these weapons to buyers. The money kept coming, and Claudia spent it all on strengthening her empire.

For her, the war was paradise.

But perfection cannot last forever. That is not to say that Claudia lost her wealth, or her investments suddenly failed. Indeed, in the aftermath of the war, her shipping companies have only become more profitable than ever before. But she had seen a golden age for herself now, and no peace time could ever hope to be enough for her if she were to continue in the military industrial complex. So she diversified further, purchased companies or even built new ones from the ground up. Salvaging, medical technology, private military companies; the businesses of a world still reeling from war.

For a little girl from the streets of Paris, she could only see this life as godhood.


» C.R.E.A.M.: This is not a single piece of equipment, or even a particular set of items. This, instead, represents the contacts Claudia has, both legitimate and otherwise, alongside her extensive personal wealth and business influence. Put simply, Claudia is able to purchase almost any item she wishes on the Earth without any significant impact on her net worth. Even things which are most certainly not on the market are well within her grasp, as her wide web of contacts allows her to find herself in possession of those items which seem to have been...misplaced.

Such a web has its own flaws, of course. Any items which would leave a significant absence by being purchased are not within Claudia's grasp, as contacts are not willing to risk their lives even for the exorbitant prices Claudia might offer. This includes items which are either entirely unique and currently in the possession of another, or to items that are exceedingly limited in number. There is no hard and fast rule to what Claudia can and cannot purchase, but common sense must be applied, and in the case of questionable items, OoC discussion should be applied.


» Muddled Soul: Claudia's mixed ancestry has left her in a rather unique situation, where she has access to none of the racial abilities of any particular race, as any one bloodline is overwhelmed by the others. As such, despite her ancestry, she is incapable of learning any racial abilities. However, there is something of a small upside to this. While racial abilities are forever outside her grasp, racial equipment, which would function based upon the user's race, is still entirely usable by Claudia, as if she were a fully blooded demon, hollow, human, or shinigami.

» Camouflage: There is, however, something of an upside to the mixed nature of Claudia's parentage. The only true ability that Claudia has is the ability to act as something of a chameleon in order to better suit her needs. For all intents and purposes, Claudia's spiritual energy and soul may act as if she was a demon, a human, a hollow, or a shinigami, allowing her to potentially operate in many different climates and disguise herself rather well, at least if one is not actively examining her. Should an ability or effect target Claudia which would operate based on race, her body will instinctively react to it by changing her signature to whichever would be most beneficial to her, refracting her soul in just the right manner to exude the necessary energies.



Skill Sheet

General Skills

• Durability: Beginner
  
• General Speed: Beginner
  
• Strength: Beginner
  
• Weapon Skill: Beginner
  

Will Skills

• Willpower: Adept
  
• Mental Deduction: Elite
  
• Focus: Advanced