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Francesca
Meaning: The Frenchman
Aliases: Frank and Frankie
Age: 15
Sexuality: Bisexual
Love Interest(s): Blaize and Felix
Status: Alive
Universe: OUAT
Appearances: Vicious, Villainous, and Vast
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BACKSTORY
Frank never knew her parents, and she imagined it was for the best.
She was born in Quebec, but her first foster home was with an English family. Eventually, the court found drugs on the property and Frank was shipped off to a French language home at age two.
She would've felt split down the middle, except for the fact that she didn't speak much anyway, so it didn't very much matter.
When the father tried to touch Frank, and the mother caught him, she was shipped off again. And again, until at age five everything seemed settled.
Then, at eight, she was caught stealing from a convenience store, and the court found her to be malnourished. So off again. Then at ten, she broke a foster brothers arm who tried to put a hand up her skirt.
Frank couldn't figure out if she was made this way, or born this way. Was it the foster system, or was it her? Perhaps it was a bit of both, she realized at age twelve when she took a bat to a teacher's car when he gave her detention for stealing candy out of his desk. Maybe the other times were the moments when he true nature came out, she thought a thirteen, when she was caught pick-pocketing in the mall for fun. It was after a full year that she was caught for the first time. At that, she was ordered community service and sent to a group home.
Then again, at thirteen, she began to run a sort of black market of goods in and out of the group home. It was easy to steal, to lie and cheat. People believed her. People liked her.
She got better at hiding it. Hiding the clothes she stole at the mall in her pillow cases. Hiding the money she got from pretending to be a volunteer collecting donations. Hiding the money she stole from people when their backs were turned.
Though she got annoyed being in the Group Home, so at age 14 she ran away. After a four month stint in juvie, she got sent to a new Group Home.
It was good, for a year. When she was off probation, however, she beat someone up. The police were involved again, and she was no going back to juvie. So, she stole from a convience store. She had master that years ago, so it wasn't fun anymore, and she hid out on the roof top. There, she had no plan, given the cold winter air.
It was there, that she realized she was screwed unless she could get somewhere warm. Somewhere far away.
