Le_Chateau

Howdy Pardners, I would like to introduce myself to ya. I run the bordello, so please feel free to tour the Le Chateau as often as you please. We will see to your every needs, so come on in. And the tour is the only thing that is free here.

Name: Anjanette Gardinier

Age: 36 (July 4, 1824)

Description: She has blonde hair, blue eyes, 5' 6", and she has a tough, no nonsense personality. She is witty, charming, seductive and sultry. A good person to have on your side but a fierce enemy, she keeps an eye on her girls and protects them.

Parents: Unknown

Summary: An orphan who grew up on the streets of New Orleans, Anjanette turned to prostitution to make ends meet. While on the streets she met a woman by the name of Amanda Hamilton, who brought Anjanette to a brothel to work. The brothel wasn't the best of places but it was better than the streets, it was dark and decrepit and matched the demeanor of the clientele perfectly. Amanda, a freeborn black woman, worked there to support herself and her young son Dean. The three of them became fast friends and after Amanda was brutally murdered by an obsessed client, Dean and Anjanette left New Orleans to open up their own brothel in Missouri. They promised themselves that their brothel would not only be a classy establishment but would also be safe for the girls that worked for them. Now Anjanette is the Brothel Madam in their new establishment in Dreamville.

Love Interest: None

Howdy Pardners, I run the casino. Please, take your time touring this part of the Le Chateau. There are very many interesting games that I'm sure will captivate your attention. But remember the tour is free but the games are not!

Name: Dean Hamilton

Age: 24 (May 12, 1827)

Description: He’s brown eyed, 6' 4" of finely tuned muscles, and an imposing figure. Dean is tough but has a soft spot for Anjanette and the girls. Raised with a great respect for the women and their profession, he keeps a sharp eye on the girls in his care, an honest businessman. He's fair in all of his casino dealings.

Mother: Amanda Hamilton.

Father: Unknown

Summary: The bastard child of a free born black prostitute, Amanda Hamilton, and an unknown white man who raped her, Dean grew up in the brothels. He gained a respect for the women who worked there. He quickly became friends with Anjanette Gardinier, a young prostitute his mother took under her wing. Ten years ago, after his mother was murdered, Dean and the young woman he considers his sister, Anjanette, decided to use their savings and open their own place and leave the unsafe bordello behind. He’s the casino owner and handles security for the bordello.

Love Interest: None at this time.

Frank
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I would like to introduce two of my girls to ya. They will keep you entertained as long as you shell out the dough, and their tours are definitely Not Free!

Name: Elena Marie Diaz

Age: 20 (March 26, 1840)

Description: She’s 5' 5", black curly hair, and brown eyes. The daughter of a Spanish tobacco plantation foreman and his wife, Elena turned to prostitution after shaming her family and being forced to leave her home. She quickly realized that she enjoys what she does. A mischievous streak in her seems to always get her into trouble, but her quick smile and her inclination of using her body usually gets her out of any sticky situation she finds herself in. A tough attitude, she's only interested in herself and she's used to going after what she wants full force and doesn't let anything stand in her way of getting it.

Mother: Maria Diaz

Father: Juan Diaz

Summary: Elena's first mistake in her life had been falling in love with Matthew Caulder the son of the plantation owner where her father worked, her second was being caught having an affair with him. When the master of the house had caught them in the act, his son had accused Elena of seducing him. The young man's father had threatened to fire Elena's father unless they could strike up a deal. Suddenly the young girl had found herself sleeping with both father and son so her father could keep his job. When Juan had found out what was happening he beat Elena and disowned her. Suddenly finding herself alone, she went to the man who had held her heart, Matt had refused to help her and suddenly Elena was out on the streets. Vowing to never trust anyone again with her heart and deciding she would make money anyway she could, Elena began working in bordellos. She moved from town to town, it wasn't until she met Anjanette that she found a person she could trust to work for. Elena figures she has no more to lose in her life so she doesn't care who she hurts and how she does it.

Love Interest: Elena doesn't want to have one steady man when there are so many in Dreamville she could have for an hour or two.

Lisa
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Real name: Vanessa Rosalind

Pseudo Name: Angel Rose

Age: 20 (July 1, 1840)

Description: She’s originally from Louisiana. Vanessa is a true ‘southern belle.’ She has thick, long, fiery red hair and bright sapphire eyes. She has a creamy peach complexion, accented by small delicate features, and a lush, pouty mouth. She has a soft, melodic voice traced with a southern drawl.

Mother: Jennifer Rosalind-Anderson, deceased

Father: Jason Anderson

Siblings: None

Summary: Vanessa's mother died during childbirth, leaving the newborn alone with her father, a compulsive gambler who always blamed Vanessa for the death of his beloved wife. One night her father lost his life’s fortune in a competitive poker match to Anjanette Gardineir, the madam of the bordello in St. Joe’s, Le Chateau du Joli Dames. In place of money, Jason sold Vanessa to Anjanette for as long as it took her to work off his debt. One night a candle left burning in the lounge set the building on fire and the entire place burned down. The only survivors were Anjanette, Dean (the bodyguard), Vanessa and Elena, another ‘lady of the night.’ Upon hearing of the vacant building in Dreamville, they decided to relocate there instead of rebuilding in St. Joe.

Love Interest: None yet!

Melissa
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INTRODUCING ANJANETTE!

Anjanette alighted from the stagecoach and headed straight into the bank. She had received word from Walter Simmons that there was indeed property to be bought in Dreamville. Dressed elegantly and demurely in pale blue silk, Anjanette entered the bank and asked for Walter, minutes later she was seated in his office finalizing the sale.

"Well Ms. Gardinier, I hope you will find Dreamville an excellent town for a new business."

Anjanette smiled, "I'm sure it will be. After the fire destroyed my last place of business I just decided to take my surviving employees and move to a new place. Dreamville is just what we were looking for."

"A brand new start, so to speak." Walter said.

"Exactly." After signing the paperwork and making the arrangements for payment, Walter took Anjanette to see her new property.

"It's perfect." She said. "Now how many bedrooms did you say it had?"

"Well this was to be used as the town clinic, but Dr. Thomson had a new one built adjacent to his home. This particular building has seven rooms that were to be used as recovery rooms and or examination rooms, a waiting room that could easily be turned into a parlor, a kitchen and dining room." Walter looked at her questioningly, "Exactly what type of business will you be operating here in Dreamville? I only ask because you might need to make renovations to the building and I can make some recommendations."

"No, no renovations. It's perfect the way it is." Smiling, Anjanette turned to the banker and purred. "I run a bordello and casino Mr. Simmons. You can be assured that I run a high grade establishment, and I don't take kindly to troublemakers." She ran a perfectly manicured fingernail down the banker’s chest, "I do hope you'll find some time to come and visit us, I'll make sure my girls take good care of you."

Laughing to herself, Anjanette watched as a very flustered Walter made a hasty exit back to the bank. Anjanette looked around the building that would soon house the new Chateau du Dames Joli, or as it would commonly be know, The Chateau. She decorated the rooms in her mind, in two days Dean and the girls would be arriving and they all had a lot of work to do in order to get the newest business in Dreamville open for business.

INTRODUCING DEAN!

Dean walked around the parlor looking at the decor. Satisfied, he continued inspecting his new investment. He couldn't believe they had to start over again. The fire in St. Joe had completely gutted their building and killed many of their friends. Luckily, Dean was able to warn Anjanette, Vanessa and Elena before the smoke got too heavy and he couldn't go back in. The scandal that followed was enormous and affected the entire city, not only had prostitutes died, but so did a number of high ranking public officials. Dean was happy they had left, although no one was to blame he knew, as well as Anjanette did, that no one would come to use the services they provided. Heading towards the back of the Chateau, Dean decided to look for his ‘older sister’.

Anjanette was in her office looking over the books, after buying the building and importing the furnishings from New Orleans, their bank account had been dented but not significantly. Vanessa and Elena were upstairs adding the final touches to their rooms. What had been the waiting room of the old clinic had been enlarged by knocking out the wall to the dining room, and was now a small casino and show room where the girls would be when they weren't ‘working’ and off to the side was Anjanette's small office.

Dean knocked on the office door and entered. "Hey, so how are we doing?"

Anjanette looked up and smiled at the young man. "Looks good so far, do you think it was a mistake to come here or do you think we'll do well here?"

Dean thought for a few moments, in the two weeks they had been here he had seen some of the town and it's residents. "Well this is a lot smaller than St. Joe, and there is no competition so that's a plus. But because it's a small town we may get some resistance, I guess only time will tell."

Anjanette nodded, "And how are the girls adjusting?"

"Well Angel seems like she can adjust to any situation, but you know how Elena is, she seems to welcome any trouble she can get into."

"Do you think she'll have problems here."

"No." Dean shook his head. "Elena may welcome trouble but she can handle herself, and I'm here to make sure she doesn't go too far."

Anjanette smiled, "I know you will. How do the male residents look? Any prospects for clients?"

"Yeah, I can see that we could do good business. We may have to put an ad in the local paper for someone to tend bar, so I can spend more time watching the floor, and I'm sure that we may get some more girls, too."

"Good, I felt this town needed a little shaking up." She said.

Dean laughed, "Dreamville will never be the same after we open up."

INTRODUCING ELENA!

Elena threw Vanessa's bedroom door open and jumped onto her bed. Laying on her back she sighed audibly. Vanessa gave her an irritated look, rolling her eyes she said, "Okay I'll bite, what is it?"

Elena smiled slyly, "I think I'm in love."

"More like lust I'm sure."

"Whatever is convenient." Elena giggled, "You should have seen him, he was absolutely the most handsome man I've ever seen."

"That makes it the fifth or sixth most handsome man you've ever seen since I've met you." Vanessa mumbled under her breath.

"What?"

"I was asking you who this mystery man was."

Elena shrugged and sat up, "Well from what I've heard, his name is Luke Saunders, he's the town barber."

Vanessa's eyes opened widely, "The one who is getting married?"

"That's him."

"Elena, I don't think you -"

Elena cut her off, "I don't really care what you think. I'm going to live my life the way I want to. I couldn't care less if he's getting married. When he tires of her I will gladly take him in. Until then, I will lay on my back, make my money and have some fun in this two horse town." With a toss of her curly hair Elena left Vanessa's room.

She didn't really detest the girl, however because of the fire that had killed many of the girls who worked with them Vanessa was the closest thing to a friend that Elena had now. Along with Anjanette and Dean, Vanessa put up with her antics. As she went into her own bedroom to lie on her bed, Elena promised herself she would apologize to Vanessa and make it up to her.

INTRODUCING VANESSA!

Vanessa sighed and opened her book. Ever since her father sold her to the bordello, she had been keeping track of how much money she "made." As soon as her father’s debt was paid off, Vanessa would be free. As she reviewed the figures she had written down, she sighed.

"At this rate I’ll be here until the day I die," Vanessa groaned. She laid back on the bed and closed her eyes. She loved to daydream and pretend that she was in another place, a place where she didn’t have to work as a whore. A place where she was regarded as a lady. A place where there were men that loved her and adored her, not used her for their pleasure and then tossed her aside.

She heard the door slam in the room next to hers, then the loud, brash voice that could only belong to one person, Elena. She was singing, totally off-key, but that didn’t matter to Elena. In fact, nothing mattered to Elena.

Except for her own happiness, Vanessa thought dryly. She was thinking about their earlier conversation in which Elena had told her about her newest "love." It didn’t matter to Elena that Luke was in love with another woman and getting married. What Elena wants, Elena usually gets, she thought to herself.

"Vaneeeessaaaaa!"

Vanessa opened her eyes and gritted her teeth. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Elena. In fact, at times Elena was pretty amusing and she was in fact, the only friend that Vanessa had now. But right now all Vanessa wanted to do was close her eyes and dream.

"Neeeeeessieeeeeeeee!!" Elena was now banging on her door. It looked like her plans were going to have to wait since it didn’t seem like Elena was going to give up.

"Yes Elena?" Vanessa called, still lying on her bed.

Elena threw open the door, like she always does, and flopped on Vanessa’s bed. "What are you doing in bed? We have a town to explore!"

The last thing Vanessa felt like doing was walking around town, but she knew she had no way out. She groaned, dragged herself out of bed and smoothed out her skirts. If I have to go to town, I might as well look decent, she thought. "Come on, let’s go."

Elena giggled, grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room like an excited child. "Maybe we’ll see Luke!"

Vanessa sighed. This is going to be interesting.