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</div><b>Name:</b>Arisa Victoria Taylor<br/><b>Age:</b>25<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Pansexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Tokyo Japan<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>July 3rd<br/>JST Japan Standard Time<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa Stage<br/><b>Wearing:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimg5.bdbphotos.com%2Fimages%2Forig%2Fw%2F9%2Fw934h48r6knn39hn.jpg%3Fskj2io4l&amp;hash=192a56d737dddca1828a043aac8f7811" href="https://img5.bdbphotos.com/images/orig/w/9/w934h48r6knn39hn.jpg?skj2io4l" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">This</a><br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Marcus Heidrich<br/><b>Tagging:@Cay</b>Tagging all<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>This ceremony had her on the edge of her heart, but she didn’t step forward for anyone else. It was interesting to the rankings of the women by how they were chosen. Unconsciously she kept her arm around her prize. Arisa was satisfied with her tall and handsome choice who she couldn’t help but look up at. It made her feel smaller but she didn’t mind.<br/><br/>Hearing him speak German she giggled to herself. She was silent a long moment but her light brown eyes looked up to his before speaking again.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)"><b> “I don’t remember much German so if I’m wrong forgive me.” </b></span><b>she gave a disclaimer before standing on her tiptoes and whispering.</b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)"><b> “Du hast wunderschöne Augen. (You have beautiful eyes.) I really like  looking into them. You’re very handsome. I forgot how to say that in German though….”</b></span>she chuckled keeping herself close to her chosen person hoping this was the one she kept to start off with. It wasn’t that she didn’t have other choices but she saw the pool of other women. He could hear her British accent that slipped and couldn’t find a place to belong with her Japanese one. It was hard to place but she had an oddly distinct accent due to possibly be living many places but she worked on honing in on the American accent she learned at international school. She was trying to settle on one and she would once she spoke more but for now her British accent was shining through.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“I guess I do fancy you…” </span>her lips curled up in a kitten like grin.<br/><br/>All the women had amazing beauty and made her look like the girl next door! At least someone thought she was cute and it meant a lot that he thought she was too.<br/><br/>Arisa couldn’t help but worry how she could compete with the bombshells from all over but she had other things to offer as she hope that would set her apart from the sports illustrated cover girls. In her mind she made the best choice for her.