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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 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><a class="username" data-user-id="3317" data-username="Mehlia" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3317/">Mehlia</a>and Open<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“How could I laugh at that? You look so cute. Handsome. Either way they suit you. I’ll try not to stare…” </span>she said as she obviously did but made herself look down a moment to make sure her gaze didn’t linger too long or made him uncomfortable so she focused on Olivia.<br/><br/>Marcus had his own words of wisdom that caused her to nod. He wasn’t wrong. She wasn’t even sure how she’d deal with Victor herself. He might drive her nuts but Marcus was correct they’d have to talk with him more. Leaning over she lightly bumped Marcus with her shoulder. She gave a knowing smile to Olivia but when her current partner called her “red demon”and “cute demon” she lived up to that name with not just het hair but when the blood rushed to pale cheeks and colored them a rouge. Lifting her hand she pointed her index finger at his cheek and poked it ever so lightly and playfully.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“You good sir are lucky you are good looking…” </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:null">she said with a second light poke before lowering her hand. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“Ikemen( handsome guy…)” </span>she figured he wouldn’t understand her comment in Japanese still calling him cute with a silly grin on her face.<br/><br/>He had lots of information to offer and it was good for her to hear as well.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“Give him a chance. I’d give everyone a chance here as they say don’t judge a book by it’s binding or a tiger by its stripes or was it a peacock by his feathers? I forgot…..”</span>when Marcus had his arm rest on her shoulder she froze for a millisecond before relaxing hoping he didn’t notice that bit of shyness that leaked through.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“We are good to talk and don’t worry I don’t plan on sharing what you say either but I can’t say much for what the cameras catch.” </span>that caused her to let out a loud sigh.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“I should be used to it but did you say twelve million? You sure?” </span>her eyes went wide as she looked towards Marcus for confirmation then Olivia as she pushed her stray hair behind her ear opposite her glasses wearing cutie.<br/><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“If you like him give him a chance. If down the road you don’t match. Pick a new guy or lady or whomever you fancy. Yes we do all have skeletons. Some more boney than others but we are all human. When you choose to be anyone it’s warts and all as they say. Just choose the warts you can live with……that sounded way better in my head.” </span>Shaking her head and chuckling and mumbling how she could’ve phrased it better.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“Be petty it’s okay. Go for what you want. If you don’t nothing comes from sitting on the sidelines and not working hard.” </span>she said with a flick of her wrist before lowering her hand and this time being bold for her rested it on Marcus’s knee that was closest to her.<br/><br/>Then came the dreaded question. “<i>What do you guys do for a living?”  </i>The red demon was quiet a few moments.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 0, 204)">“Hmmm how to answer that….what I’m called in Japan is a ‘tarento’ which means a talent. That doesn’t translate well outside of my home or here but I’m a model slash actress slash singer slash TV personality in my mother country. A little bit of YouTube here and there with commercials. <br/>
In  London I’m just me. I have done some modeling here and there. A bit in America with some events but I’m no household name. I guess I could say I’m big in Japan and wondering if anyone there besides my mum and dad and sister are watching. Guess the cats out of the bag. I’ve been modeling since I was 16 when Tokyo Girl Collection discovered me. So what do you do? I’m guessing model as well? You have the looks of one.” </span>she genuinely complimented Olivia.