Erica Rockefeller

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Name: Erica Renee Rockefeller
Nick Names or Alias: That's Miss Rockefeller, thank you.
Age: 114
Gender: Female
Sexual Preferances: Straight
Employment: Yes
Job Title & Description:

Personal Assistant and Public relations consultant to Julian Hartford.

Derangement(s):

Misc.:

Erica has an extreme aversion to large bodies of water and is unable to swim. She panics when submerged above her shoulders.

Misc.:

Erica has an extreme aversion to large bodies of water and is unable to swim. She panics when submerged above her shoulders.

Ghoul?: Default
Hunter?: Default
Mage?: Default
Powers:

Potence: 1
Celerity: 1
Dominate: 1
Presence: 1

Endowments:

Foci:

Foci:

Foci:

Appearance:

Erica looks just as though she were frozen time, as though she never turned twenty five. Her skin is a fair and creamy pale, while her eyes are a light hazel which matches the shoulder length hair that borders her round face. Her lips are a faint pink, more than noticeable upon her light skin and seem to always be curled at the edges in a modest smile.

There is no mistaking how small Erica is, however. Though, at just a few inches over five feet and weighing just over one hundred pounds, she wears her litheness well with a few cultivated curves to her otherwise slender body. Her chest, while modest and almost girlish, fits well beneath her slim shoulders and above her slight hips.

Fashion Sense/Style:

As would be expected, Erica's fashion decisions are rather business orientated, and a fair amount of her extensive collection of clothes is made up of business suits, formal dresses and other kinds of executive wear. It's rare to see her in something that couldn't at least be worn to a cocktail party, which is appropriate when one considers how busy her employers keep her.

Her make up is just as big a part of her image, with her hair kept meticulously proper and styled, with her preference towards a professional hair bun, her lips almost always wearing a thin coat of gloss and the faintest of blush on her cheeks.

Personality:

Erica seems to ring of, and some might say deceptively, innocence. Her face, her smile and her perceptive and deep eyes lend their own manners to such an aura, but she also manages to encapsulate it with her mannerisms. Polite, almost to a fault, she makes a point of being agreeable in any given situation, in order to grease the proverbial gears of business. She tends to be tireless, a veritable fountain of energy and commitment. Her ambitions, cultivated by many nights of intrigue, are equally well tended as well as well hidden by the facade she effortlessly maintains.

Indeed, much of her innocence might be a facade, as she surely lost her naivete a long time ago, but Erica is a genuinely pleasant person when she can manage it.

By the same regard, she is a frail woman in a world of kindred and Erica appreciates and respects everything that might entail. Thus, she is slower to develop trust for others, but is quite approachable regardless. She's learned to determine, and value, true friends and allies in a world of undead.

Physical-Strength: 3
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 10
Leadership: 8
Melee: 2
Unarmed: 1
Ranged: 7
History:

Born in late august, 1911, Erica was the the fifth child of John D. Junior and Abby G. Rockefeller. Born early into her term, things did not look good for the frail girl, who struggled through her first few months of life despite the best medicines and medical sciences available to her parents. Erica was a happy, quick witted child, but doomed by a weak body and even weaker immune system, with precious little that could be done to help her. Her exposure to the outside world was kept limited to protect her, even as late into her life as her teens.

Erica never attended a true school, and instead John had Private Tutors called to their 54th Street estate to educate his sickly daughter. She was a fast learner and developed an incredible fondness for books as well as her teachers, who taught a wide variety of subjects to her, including English, Maths and Etiquette, just the same as her brothers and sister. As uncommon as her studious nature was Erica's very agreeable nature, leaving her well loved amongst the estate's staff and her teachers alike, despite the limited contact she was allowed with them.

She lived an unremarkable childhood, with much of her experience garnered through the books she read and the limited interaction she was permitted with those outside of her immediate family. Erica was fascinated by the edicts of civilized culture, filling her bountiful free time with novels about aristocrats and philanthropists.

It was only late into her teens that Erica's parents relaxed their overbearing policies for their daughter. Having ascended well past the confines of professional schooling through her exhilarated and specialized education, and with her father's renown and backing, she was soon primed for her studies in University subjects despite her gender, much like her sister Abigail.

Educated in Social theory, History and Economics, Erica managed to outshine each of her siblings by the speed at which she learned and comprehended all the material laid before her. This endless desire for knowledge and comprehension seemed fruitless, even to Erica, but that didn't hamper her ambition to exemplify the nature of her family. Sadly, no amount of ambition or higher education could make up for the reality of 1920s America. With the economy in a tenuous place, and the woman's rights movement a distant twinkle on a war scarred horizon, it didn't seem as though Erica would ever be able to put her talents to use.

Persistence brought with it some measure of reward, however, when Erica received news on day in April, 1929. A company called Hartford Trading had accepted her resume and wanted to set up a time for a interview. The letter was not specific on what job she had applied for, which didn't help Erica who couldn't even remember sending her anything in for Hartford Trading's consideration. Still, it was nearly a year after she had concluded her personal schooling, and a job offer and a chance at independence, no matter how small, was a just something that Erica couldn't pass up.

Erica was interviewed the following week, and it was explained to her that she was being considered, amongst others, for a Personal Assistance position under the company's elusive head, one Julian Hartford. The screening process was not exactly what she had expected and consisted of a pitted contest between five other applicants and herself. Each would work a number of different positions withing Hartford Trading, and they would be judged and sorted depending upon their performance. Erica was at an almost immediate disadvantage as the only female applicant, especially when the first week landed her as the exports manager. Despite a thorough understanding of the practices and systems in place for shipping at Hartford trading, her instructions were either ignored or outright challenged. Things turned around after only a few days when she outright dismissed nearly thirty workers, which she replaced with forty others for the same monthly cost. Many men had lost their jobs in the prior months, and they were more than happy to work for less than the uncooperative dock workers. By simply setting up a couple of overtime shifts, all lost time was made back for fraction of what it would have cost for the previous employ. Though she did not make a heavy profit that week, the sector experienced unprecedented efficiency and employee morale well into the following years. The following week, she was tasked with managing a small office in Manhattan. Though she performed nominally at micro managing the clerical duties of the department, she found and noted several discrepencies left by the manager under which she was working. After reporting them, said manager would be dismissed under suspicion of larceny.

After a month and a half in contest with the other applicants, Erica hadn’t exactly outdone or even outshone all of her competition in each task she was given, but her brief term in each different post was almost immediately followed by at least some measure of improvement. Most of her competitors seemed to focus upon the immediate results and their tactics tended to cost the company money or time when prolonged. Indeed, Erica had reversed every decision made by a predecessor with each different task. Come her seventh week of employment at Hartford Trading, Erica found out that she was the only one of the original six that had not been summarily dismissed. She would start as Julian’s personal assistant less than a week after.

Working directly under Julian was a change for Erica. Having expected to meet a man her father's age, she was startled to meet a man who did not seem much older than she was. It wasn't long before he began asking things of her that truly stretched the nature of her job description, either. Where she had expected to be bringing him coffee, she instead ended up filling out and reviewing important requests and manifests. Indeed, she even ended up sitting in on important meetings, though the official purpose for such was dictation, she was charged with bringing up subjects pertinent to Julian's interests. Erica was not particularly well respected for acting as the Chief Executive Officer's eyes and ears, but there were few other places where she might wield such influence and responsibility. What other job could she get where she acted right beneath the head of the company, and not as some glorified waitress.

Things went well for a few years, as the blows that the economy took only seemed to improve Hartford Trading's standing. Julian knew his way around the business world and proved very adept at exploiting the political and social turmoil of the country, but he didn't do it entirely unassisted. With a penchant for thinking strictly in the confines of the box, Julian did have a tendency to overlook certain alternatives. Alternatives that Erica was more than happy to point out, such as using the company's political sway to close down a competitor's shipping yard, inciting a worker's strike to force a owner into selling or other far less savory tactics. True, she was the one to make the suggestions, but it was Julian's experience that got things done. Erica had always been better at hiding the evidence.

Unfortunately, there was no accounting for the rise in crime that the Country's decline into economic turmoil brought with it. Hartford Trading enjoyed something of a professional relationship with some of the darker elements of the time, which often proved mutually profitable for both parties involved. Certain other dark elements found such a relationship less amicable, however.

One night, in late February, 1935, Erica was given a ride home by none other than Julian Hartford, in one of the exceptionally rare occasions that she actually saw him personally. The two had been discussing the state of an opposing company, whom Erica suspected had ties to the Irish gangs that were running around downtown Manhattan. It would turn out to be an appropriate discussion when, not five minutes in, the care they were traveling in was rammed by a truck, before being torn to pieces by a hail of gunfire. Both Erica and Julian were hit repeatedly during the hail, which lasted almost until the police arrived. Julian, however, was able to shrug off the majority of it all, his only concern being explaining himself to the police, such as his lack of a pulse, or how he stepped out unharmed when his suit clearly showed he'd been hit a few hundred times. Well, that and Erica. Though he had managed to shield her from a fairly significant amount of the gunfire, those that had hit would prove more than sufficient to serve their dread purpose.

Erica awoke thirty hours later on a bed of silk, dressed in the finest pajamas she'd ever worn, in a room near the top floor of one of the highest buildings in New York. Her last memory being the sound of breaking glass and fireworks, accompanied by crippling pain, the disorientated girl wandered through the halls of the unfamiliar penthouse suite, until she came upon Julian, who seemed to have been waiting for her.

The two talked, with Julian eventually divulging that she had been close to death not a day before, shot ten times during an attack by the Irish Mob. He explained that the only reason she was alive was because he had 'bonded' with her, and though she hadn't any idea what he meant, there was no denying the odd attachment she had began feeling for her employer. Julian had always exuded an aura of professional magnetism, and to call him beautiful wound have been an understatement, but that could not account for how she felt for him at that moment.

Julian revealed that he was no average nocturnal socialite, but rather a Vampire, or Kindred as he called it and that he had saved her by feeding her his blood. It was then that Julian made her a most unexpected offer. In exchange for her continued loyalty, he would strengthen the bond that they now shared. He claimed it would make her stronger, faster and more powerful, as well as gift her with eternal youth. In her present state, Erica couldn't bare to refuse him.

Julian wasted little time in getting her acquainted with his world, and it wasn't long before Erica was learning about an entirely new society that overlapped humanities. She also quickly learned that kindred have a word for what she had become. A word she didn't much care for. Her descent into the Kindred's dark world brought with it many new responsibilities as well, which Erica used to further engross herself in the alien culture.

A year after she was taken as Julian's personal 'Ghoul', Erica became his acting representative in Hartford Trading. She would represent him in all things involving the company, both to the media, board and share holders of the company. Outside of the company, Erica was responsible for doing everything regarding the Kindred that he hadn't the time or energy to take care of. She also helped him find the right kind of 'sustenance' to suit his very particular tastes.

During the 1950s, Erica took a step back from her responsibilities at Hartford Trading, which was well established as a economic powerhouse after the depression, and focused much of her efforts on helping Julian on more introvert matters. Namely, she used her connections to find information on a kindred that Julian had mentioned a number of times. Information that would prove he had been around a lot longer than he claimed. It was only once she had tracked enough paper trails for eight life times that Erica realized that the kindred was the reigning 'Prince' of New York. It was Erica who would hand over that information, as well as much more, to a man of the cloth a few years later.

It wasn't long before the kindred world shifted in the shadows of New York, that her benefactor would gain a great deal of power, and his loyal servant with him. Erica remained in the public eye after that, unlike her elusive overseer. She still ran most of Hartford Trading and its branch corporations, though she was less visible than she had been before. She also started to cover up as many paper trails that could be linked to Julian and herself as she could find, effectively siphoning their power and economy such that it would be nearly impossible to trace it back. As far as the common public was concerned, Julian Hartford was buried in a mausoleum off Amsterdam Avenue, and Erica Rockefeller had never been born.

By the 1980s, Julian Hartford had his strings in almost every major enterprise in New York, which he controlled through Erica Rockefeller. This incredible economic control was bolstered by Julian's well established power as Kindred Prince of New York. Erica had been well involved in the plots of her Vampire benefactor since he rose to Princedom and, though she was still an outsider to the Kindred, she was also well aware of how their society worked and how to get things done.

Not quite capable or connected enough to indulge the levels of intrigue that Julian could maintain, however, Erica instead slowly developed her own contacts. By the end of the eighties, she had developed many of the dummy corporations she set up into full fledged businesses and more effectively concealed her ability to manipulate those companies. Setting up cover operations became something of a specialty for her, and masking just how the money made it from them and into her's or Julian's pocket was nothing short of mastery.

By the late nineties, Erica and Julian jointly controlled just under fifty percent of New York City's combined businesses and Erica had, in her benefactor's interests, set up much of it so that, should anything happen to him, New York would surely suffer. As he represented; through dummy corporations, ghost investors, international and local interests, a significant portion of stock holdings in just about everything in the city, mass liquidation of his assets would result in a massive collapse of the city's economy. Erica, of course, had set up enough in off shore interests to ensure that she would be mostly unaffected by such a colossal shock, especially once she had all of Julian's money to play with.

The reality of this became clear when Julian, using his clout in local New York, and Erica, through manipulation of international trading, managed to stem the gushing economical wound left by the late 2000's depression. Not only did they manage to recover much of the city's financial standing after a truly disastrous decade, but Erica even managed to pull profit from the several different sources (IE: Government) that actually ended in a profit close to if not greater than the projection for ideal business.

Now the Year is 2010, and Erica Rockefeller, the second daughter of John Rockefeller Junior that never was, is deepening her connections in a world she has no right to be meddling with. She is also looking into new sources of control for herself and her immortal Benefactor, just as she always has, and her ambitions have never been higher.

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