<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0qvxy4Nsr1qzjizro1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Julia Fischer<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Sex:</strong>Female (bi-curious)<br/><strong>Status:</strong><br/><hr/>Julia arrived carrying a bag that appeared to be bigger than her, wobbling under its pull and swearing massively in Austrian-inflected dialect. She began to wrestle it into the truck, throwing her petite frame about in a frenzy as she put her shoulder into making it slide into place.<br/><br/>“<em>Fuckingpieceoffuckingshitbagmotherfuckerfuckingheavypieceoffuckinggarbagefuckingfuck!</em>”<br/><br/>She was red-faced, stark against her white wool cap and light pink jacket, by the time she'd got it in, adding a kick and one final<em>fuckingpieceofshit!</em>, and then stomped round to join the others, rubbing her sore hands together. Yet as she joined her friends her stormy face lit up with sunbeams and she was suddenly all smiles. She waved at Kat and grinned at the others.<br/><br/>“Hey, everyone.” She knew Kat from a long time back, and had met her quirky friends Tom and Nils briefly at a party a few weeks back; Bastian and Klara were new to her, so she introduced herself. “Julia Fischer.”<br/><br/>She stamped her feet and hugged her hands under her arms. “Shit, it's freezing. Anyone claimed a seat yet?”