(http://img360.imageshack.us/img360/9054/copyofkatraonetq8.th.jpg) (http://img360.imageshack.us/my.php?image=copyofkatraonetq8.jpg)(http://img360.imageshack.us/images/thpix.gif) (http://g.imageshack.us/thpix.php)(http://img514.imageshack.us/img514/4007/katraseyesii9.jpg) (http://imageshack.us)<br/>(http://profile.imageshack.us/user/GesshokuNoSenshi)<br/>_______________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Katra's brilliant artic blues, thickly fringed with long curling lashes stared at the hand proffered her. Refusal of shaking the young man's hand was not done out of any intent to offend, only that she much preferred the more traditional style of greeting. One of the many rules of etiquette her mother drilled into her at an early age in life.<br/><br/>Bowing from the waist, hands clasped in front she addressed the transferee to spoke to her, meeting his eyes with her piercing gaze. "<strong><em>Konnichwa, watashi wa</em> Takaeda Katrania <em>desu</em></strong>."<br/><br/>Then switched to speaking fluent Portuguese just to make communications easier, her voice a natural velvety smooth. "<strong>If you like we can talk like this: My name is Takaeda Katrania; Takaeda-san will do if you wish to address me</strong>."  she replied, the faintest of smiles graced the corner of her lips.<br/><br/>