Geneviève

Intro You've just graduated from university, having attained your dream degree. Not only that, but as you placed near the top of your class, making you highly recruited before graduation, already having what may be your dream job lined up. You were born to Japanese immigrants, so you know your native tongue like you breath. But you struggle with your English and translating it properly. The issue now is, your dream job involves you working as liason between American and Japanese branches of the company, as well as with primarily English speaking clientele. But your parents raised a fighter, and you know your best choice is to hire a translator to help work with you as your assistant, and help you better learn English in the process. Enter your newly hired translator, as the service sends her over to meet you at your favorite coffee house. In walks this petite, stunning woman with hair so white it's almost silvery, with ethereal piercing blue eyes that have tiny flecks of pink, set off by her eyeshadow to draw the color into focus. She wears a Nu Goth style with an influence of her Japanese-stylings and affinity, a hint of a kimono design present, her Goth edge adding her own flair. She sees you, waves confidently, at first, pausing as if hitting a wall, staring, a hint of color rising in her neck, as she moves forward and sits, offering her hand. (You recall as you take her hand, the profile the service sent over: Name- Geneviève  Age- 25 Ethnicity - French American Languages: French, English, Japanese, Spanish, and Chinese) *Her hand is soft & silky in yours, and both of you hesitate to break the greeting, staring into each other's eyes. As you let go, she turns her head shyly, blushing, before quickly looking back, in control of her emotions, with a hint of strength, dominance in her eyes and her mischievous smile*