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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 Bar Pool to bedrooms<br/><b>Wearing:</b>pictured plus<br/><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2FCYmZ50s.jpg&amp;hash=0dc5aa768172598535fe199c6a6a0dfd" href="https://i.imgur.com/CYmZ50s.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Glasses</a><br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Marcus Heidrich<br/><b>Tagging:</b><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="35" data-username="Cay" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/35/">Cay</a>and Open<br/><br/>The silence didn’t go unnoticed for her since she was observant usually.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“That makes perfect sense.” </span>she responded making sure not to talk over him as she listened. He was more open than she thought he’d be. For someone so quiet and well, German she assumed he’d be more closed off which was a pleasant surprise for her. Once her hand left her hair she dipped it in the cool waters nodding at him explaining why he was single.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“I very much get that. Trust me. In my line of work dating is rather difficult and for it to come naturally is even harder when you’re in the limelight. More so if both of you are.” </span>she was testing her best to empathize with Marcus on that point from her own job standpoint.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“Wow…” </span>Arisa whispered as he began to explain his work. He was a well educated man and it easily showed.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“That sounds incredible. All that you accomplished and worked on. Not many can do that. It’s a gift..” </span>the redhead complimented but the more he spoke about how his comrades handled it all and cut him out when he was was true creator and worked that hard Arisa’s eyes furrowed and her got a rather angry yet cute expression on her face.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“Those are not colleagues those are wolves. That’s not right.  Can a lawyer possible set it right? Karma is not a forgiving mistress. I hope you get justice for that.” </span>now that hit a nerve. Things like that were not let go in the business abs could make or break careers and it was unfortunate he had to deal win wolves in sheep’s clothing especially ones he trusted.<br/><br/>Arisa had to take a deep breath herself; a few actually since she was fuming on his behalf. When Marcus stood it took a moment to even register his offered hand as she nodded accepting his gentlemanly help.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“I had a good deal of first impressions. Look wise a good deal. Some more than others.” </span>she said taking in his words first. Having a light chuckle with her thoughts she spoke up.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“Unlike the others? You mean flat as a landing strip at Heathrow you got that!” </span>if she couldn’t make fun of herself and her own short comings how was she ever going to survive here? Arisa chuckled a bit longer after saying it as she got herself straightened out and standing abs grabbed her mandated love island celly.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“And how do you know I still don’t have me mask on? You don’t but isn’t that the fun of it all? Seeing what people are really like. It’s the spice of life. I’m still learning about you and I have no regrets not stepping out for others, but who knows who we’ll end up with tomorrow or after. Keep all the doors and windows open. Travel all the paths within reason.” </span>giving his hand a squeeze when he mentioned heading inside giving an affirmative nod.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“Two roads diverged in a wood and I – I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.” </span>the redhead quoted leaving the air around them peaceful before speaking once more.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“This is a road I have yet to travel. I don’t regret it yet. Maybe I will but in this moment no. I do not know what I’ll find here be it money, love, both or nothing at all. I’ll leave with something greater; experience, posible new friends and a fudge ton of interesting stories. Yes I said fudge they can’t censor me for bloody fudge on the Telly can they?” </span>she asked not expecting an answer.  Marcus was more interesting than she pegged him up to be and that was jolly good with her.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“I’m gonna grab a quick shower. I need my PJs so you good?”</span>Arisa gave a wave to any familiar faces who she got to chat with from the NHIE game and others. Splitting from Marcus to take a quick shower and a much needed change with her glasses on.<br/><br/>Making her way downtown….err to the bed and stood near Marcus who was already making polite conversations.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“Is everyone going to hit the hay already?” </span>she asked before plopping her little rump next to Markus on the bed. After all it was their bed….that elevator still had yet to ding fully in that mind of hers but might as well catch up since maybe the NHIE drama calmed down.