Victoria Metcalf | Due South | Reserved
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IC INFORMATION
Name: Victoria Metcalf (Takes on the alias Victoria Fraser)
Canon: Due South
Age: 31
Appearance: Melina Kanakaredes, 17 years ago
Personality:
Victoria: This is my favorite movie. I've always wanted to be Eve Kendall.
Fraser: But she sends Cary Grant to be killed.
Victoria: She has no choice.
~Due South, "Victoria's Secret: Part 1"
Victoria may appear, at first as almost a dual personality, but while she is duplicitous, she is the very model of consistency. When she feels something, it is absolute, and extreme, it just may not appear so to those who may even know her best. Those feelings, though deep, are also deeply hidden. For instance, the deep-seated need for vengeance she has for Fraser, is hidden from him entirely, though it is very complicated: allowing her to gain money, freedom, and the removal of old accomplices, all the while punishing Fraser, and attempting to ruin his reputation, all in revenge for his perceived betrayal. He never saw it coming. She hides so much, yet is willing to give even her heart away, or her life, to repay someone who saves hers.
Victoria is crafty. Her plans are complicated, but have the level of both thought, and contingency, in order to see them through. From torching a cabin in the Northwest Territories, to ingratiating herself to plant a key elsewhere, as a chance for blackmail, if needed, Victoria is extremely intelligent. Another part of her craftiness, is her ability to read and manipulate people. If one expects a sweet, tough, brave, repentant former criminal, that's what she gives them. If they expect a humble, grateful best-friend's-girl, that's what they get. By playing into these expectations, it makes Victoria difficult to know.
When it comes to her own freedom. Victoria is willing to sacrifice anything, or anyone, to achieve it. In fact, she takes on the identity of her dead sister, in order to avoid parole. She leaves Fraser bleeding on the platform, rather than step off the train and help him, after he was shot, to avoid capture.
Victoria: Why do you think I did all this?
Fraser: Revenge.
Victoria: Maybe. But I need you. I want you to go away with me.
~Due South, "Victoria's Secret: Part 2"
Finally, Victoria seeks balance In her relationships. After wreaking her vengeance on Fraser, achieving some sort of karmic harmony: he took away years of her life from being imprisoned, and she mars his previously spotless reputation, she wants him with her. For all the mutual pain they put each other through, Victoria still loves him. This demonstrates that Victoria is really willing to forgive anything, any transgression, if there is some sort of sacrifice on the other person's behalf.
In conclusion, she loves and hates the same person, will sacrifice many things, but her own freedom, and yet, no one really knows her.
AU History:
Victoria: Did you think that we could just pretend that it didn't happen?
Victoria Metcalf was born and raised in Alaska. Her childhood was unremarkable, and she had one older sister to keep her company. Her parents were middle class merchants: selling and trading goods to residents of Anchorage. Victoria was a clever child, but without little of note otherwise.
This rather inauspicious upbringing did not keep her safe. Eventually, she fell in with a bad crowd, and becomes involves with a bank robbery, for which she was a getaway driver. During the robbery, one of her compatriots was killed, she fled in a plane across the Canadian border, and the final robber fled south. Also important: not all of the money from the robbery was found. (In canon, half a million is missing, for the AU, it will be 50 thousand.)
Unfortunately, the plane she was in was forced out of the air by weather, and she was later abandoned by the pilot. Stuck in the Yukon wilderness, and trapped by a storm, she is found by the Mountie Benton Fraser (At the time, he was a Royal Northwest Mounted Police Officer, until they were folded into the Royal Canadian Mounted Police in 1920)). Spending nearly 6 days in the wilderness, he first saved her life, and then she saved his. Between them, body heat, the recitation of poetry, and near-starvation bonded them. Yet, upon arriving at the nearest outpost, and her begging not to be turned in (no one knew who she was, at that time) Fraser does his duty and turns her in.
10 years later, Victoria is released from prison, with a serious case of unresolved anger, and a plan. First, she torches Fraser's father's cabin: hiding some of the missing cash, to make Fraser appear as an accomplice after the fact. Eventually, she travels to Chicago: to get vengeance, and reunite with Fraser. While there, she kills Jolly, an accomplice, and manages to convince most of the Chicago police she doesn't exist.
How is this possible? Six months after her release, Jolly appears on her doorstep, demanding the money. Shortly thereafter, Victoria's sister is killed in a car accident, as cars at the time were just about as safe in Alaska as the planes. Thus, what is a girl to do? Assume her sister's identity. Identifying her sister's body as her own, Victoria Metcalf ceased to exist. Not only was this part of the plan, but also a brilliant way to stay hidden from Jolly, or the police, given as she also skipped out on parole.
Her time in Chicago is spent both mentally torturing and resolving her feelings for Fraser: neither works. Escaping on a departing train, her lover is shot, and left bleeding on the platform. Instead of getting off the train, she disappears inside and: arrives in Ameswell. A fur coat in hand, a few diamonds, a suitcase of clothes, and a new name: Victoria Fraser.
3rd Person Sample:
The dull clacking of the train is almost hypnotic, as Victoria leans against the cool glass. Really, the inside of the train was too warm for her fur coat, but the way her fingers holds onto it, white knuckles, over black fur; she couldn't take it off, even if she wanted to.
Come with me and he nearly did. She nearly had him, but the sound of a gun, and the lack of a grip of her fingers means she's traveling alone. So, Victoria holds onto her coat, as if that's a good substitute. She has to tell herself to look at what she has, not what she wants.
Her jaw sets a little more firmly. She'd been right to do what she did. He had to know, Ben had to know what he'd done to her. 10 years. She'd lost ten years of her life for a mistake. Now, he's lost her forever. Perhaps if the cops had been a minute later, or Ben had been shot by anyone else, she would've stepped off that train, but her cover was blown. Victoria Metcalf, dead for these last months, is back, alive, and known to most of Chicago PD. The rest of his life, he'll be without her, for his mistake.
She'd given him a chance years ago and he didn't take it. He didn't let her go. Now, in his moment, the police stopped him from running. Finding the balance in that, Victoria can't help but hope, Ben feels that sting when he wakes up. Knowing that the law, just due to a split second decision, stepped in and stopped his chance. There's a momentary smirk, a satisfaction in that, but it's fleeting. Ben isn't here, and Victoria's got to be someone else.
Fear of being tracked by police: a telegram going down the line, she switches trains down the line, first going to Pittsburgh, and then New York, and finally, she purchases a ticket for Ameswell. It is a random choice on the map. She needs a place to stay, and the ability to flee across the border, if she needs it. Victoria isn't going anywhere without a plan, and it took several train trips to figure it out. That, and her current stop off in New York to rid herself of the few diamonds she still has. She was supposed to have 48 thousand dollars worth, but the twenty-eight hundred left is more than enough to establish a life: a new life, worthy of a new name.
"Mrs. Victoria Fraser, ma'am," she says when asked her name. Ben might find the humour in it, or he might not. It's not her fault he didn't run faster, or didn't let her go all those years ago. She would've come back to him, but he'll never know that now.
Serves him right. He'll be scarred from this, from a bullet in his shoulder, from the marks she left to his name, a last name she signs on a hotel register, where she will stay the night. It's a first class joint, but very nouveau riche. A place where a woman in a fur coat with more cash packed into her stockings than a proper lady should carry, would choose to stay, before catching her train to Ameswell in the morning.
Name: Spy
Contact: pocketspy
Are you at least 16? Heck, yes.
Character(s) Already in Game: Character Name @
journalIC INFORMATION
Name: Victoria Metcalf (Takes on the alias Victoria Fraser)
Canon: Due South
Age: 31
Appearance: Melina Kanakaredes, 17 years ago
Personality:
Victoria: This is my favorite movie. I've always wanted to be Eve Kendall.
Fraser: But she sends Cary Grant to be killed.
Victoria: She has no choice.
~Due South, "Victoria's Secret: Part 1"
Victoria may appear, at first as almost a dual personality, but while she is duplicitous, she is the very model of consistency. When she feels something, it is absolute, and extreme, it just may not appear so to those who may even know her best. Those feelings, though deep, are also deeply hidden. For instance, the deep-seated need for vengeance she has for Fraser, is hidden from him entirely, though it is very complicated: allowing her to gain money, freedom, and the removal of old accomplices, all the while punishing Fraser, and attempting to ruin his reputation, all in revenge for his perceived betrayal. He never saw it coming. She hides so much, yet is willing to give even her heart away, or her life, to repay someone who saves hers.
Victoria is crafty. Her plans are complicated, but have the level of both thought, and contingency, in order to see them through. From torching a cabin in the Northwest Territories, to ingratiating herself to plant a key elsewhere, as a chance for blackmail, if needed, Victoria is extremely intelligent. Another part of her craftiness, is her ability to read and manipulate people. If one expects a sweet, tough, brave, repentant former criminal, that's what she gives them. If they expect a humble, grateful best-friend's-girl, that's what they get. By playing into these expectations, it makes Victoria difficult to know.
When it comes to her own freedom. Victoria is willing to sacrifice anything, or anyone, to achieve it. In fact, she takes on the identity of her dead sister, in order to avoid parole. She leaves Fraser bleeding on the platform, rather than step off the train and help him, after he was shot, to avoid capture.
Victoria: Why do you think I did all this?
Fraser: Revenge.
Victoria: Maybe. But I need you. I want you to go away with me.
~Due South, "Victoria's Secret: Part 2"
Finally, Victoria seeks balance In her relationships. After wreaking her vengeance on Fraser, achieving some sort of karmic harmony: he took away years of her life from being imprisoned, and she mars his previously spotless reputation, she wants him with her. For all the mutual pain they put each other through, Victoria still loves him. This demonstrates that Victoria is really willing to forgive anything, any transgression, if there is some sort of sacrifice on the other person's behalf.
In conclusion, she loves and hates the same person, will sacrifice many things, but her own freedom, and yet, no one really knows her.
AU History:
Victoria: Did you think that we could just pretend that it didn't happen?
Victoria Metcalf was born and raised in Alaska. Her childhood was unremarkable, and she had one older sister to keep her company. Her parents were middle class merchants: selling and trading goods to residents of Anchorage. Victoria was a clever child, but without little of note otherwise.
This rather inauspicious upbringing did not keep her safe. Eventually, she fell in with a bad crowd, and becomes involves with a bank robbery, for which she was a getaway driver. During the robbery, one of her compatriots was killed, she fled in a plane across the Canadian border, and the final robber fled south. Also important: not all of the money from the robbery was found. (In canon, half a million is missing, for the AU, it will be 50 thousand.)
Unfortunately, the plane she was in was forced out of the air by weather, and she was later abandoned by the pilot. Stuck in the Yukon wilderness, and trapped by a storm, she is found by the Mountie Benton Fraser (At the time, he was a Royal Northwest Mounted Police Officer, until they were folded into the Royal Canadian Mounted Police in 1920)). Spending nearly 6 days in the wilderness, he first saved her life, and then she saved his. Between them, body heat, the recitation of poetry, and near-starvation bonded them. Yet, upon arriving at the nearest outpost, and her begging not to be turned in (no one knew who she was, at that time) Fraser does his duty and turns her in.
10 years later, Victoria is released from prison, with a serious case of unresolved anger, and a plan. First, she torches Fraser's father's cabin: hiding some of the missing cash, to make Fraser appear as an accomplice after the fact. Eventually, she travels to Chicago: to get vengeance, and reunite with Fraser. While there, she kills Jolly, an accomplice, and manages to convince most of the Chicago police she doesn't exist.
How is this possible? Six months after her release, Jolly appears on her doorstep, demanding the money. Shortly thereafter, Victoria's sister is killed in a car accident, as cars at the time were just about as safe in Alaska as the planes. Thus, what is a girl to do? Assume her sister's identity. Identifying her sister's body as her own, Victoria Metcalf ceased to exist. Not only was this part of the plan, but also a brilliant way to stay hidden from Jolly, or the police, given as she also skipped out on parole.
Her time in Chicago is spent both mentally torturing and resolving her feelings for Fraser: neither works. Escaping on a departing train, her lover is shot, and left bleeding on the platform. Instead of getting off the train, she disappears inside and: arrives in Ameswell. A fur coat in hand, a few diamonds, a suitcase of clothes, and a new name: Victoria Fraser.
3rd Person Sample:
The dull clacking of the train is almost hypnotic, as Victoria leans against the cool glass. Really, the inside of the train was too warm for her fur coat, but the way her fingers holds onto it, white knuckles, over black fur; she couldn't take it off, even if she wanted to.
Come with me and he nearly did. She nearly had him, but the sound of a gun, and the lack of a grip of her fingers means she's traveling alone. So, Victoria holds onto her coat, as if that's a good substitute. She has to tell herself to look at what she has, not what she wants.
Her jaw sets a little more firmly. She'd been right to do what she did. He had to know, Ben had to know what he'd done to her. 10 years. She'd lost ten years of her life for a mistake. Now, he's lost her forever. Perhaps if the cops had been a minute later, or Ben had been shot by anyone else, she would've stepped off that train, but her cover was blown. Victoria Metcalf, dead for these last months, is back, alive, and known to most of Chicago PD. The rest of his life, he'll be without her, for his mistake.
She'd given him a chance years ago and he didn't take it. He didn't let her go. Now, in his moment, the police stopped him from running. Finding the balance in that, Victoria can't help but hope, Ben feels that sting when he wakes up. Knowing that the law, just due to a split second decision, stepped in and stopped his chance. There's a momentary smirk, a satisfaction in that, but it's fleeting. Ben isn't here, and Victoria's got to be someone else.
Fear of being tracked by police: a telegram going down the line, she switches trains down the line, first going to Pittsburgh, and then New York, and finally, she purchases a ticket for Ameswell. It is a random choice on the map. She needs a place to stay, and the ability to flee across the border, if she needs it. Victoria isn't going anywhere without a plan, and it took several train trips to figure it out. That, and her current stop off in New York to rid herself of the few diamonds she still has. She was supposed to have 48 thousand dollars worth, but the twenty-eight hundred left is more than enough to establish a life: a new life, worthy of a new name.
"Mrs. Victoria Fraser, ma'am," she says when asked her name. Ben might find the humour in it, or he might not. It's not her fault he didn't run faster, or didn't let her go all those years ago. She would've come back to him, but he'll never know that now.
Serves him right. He'll be scarred from this, from a bullet in his shoulder, from the marks she left to his name, a last name she signs on a hotel register, where she will stay the night. It's a first class joint, but very nouveau riche. A place where a woman in a fur coat with more cash packed into her stockings than a proper lady should carry, would choose to stay, before catching her train to Ameswell in the morning.
