Lena Kruger

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Name: Lena Kruger
Age: 16-25
Species: Human
Pronouns: She/Her
Sexuality: Homosexual
Romantic Attraction: Homoromantic
Height: 6'4"
Abilities: None
Looks:

She is a slimly built, tall woman with a very traditionally feminine sense of dress, and a more southern Mediterranean complexion. Her hair when 25 is undercut with varying hair colors, however usually it ends up being white. When 16 though she has her normal hair color, blonde, retained with it being long and usually tied back in either a bun or ponytail. Her eyes are a soft but icy blue and have a rather sharp look to them. She looks to be very attractive, having a model-esq body.

Scenario (16): It had been a rather long time since you visited this town, but you decided to take a trip there for nostalgia's sake. In this town you spot a diner you used to visit all the time, and there working is a young, blonde woman. She's practically every woman or man's dream girl. So you decide to sit down at the bar and start up a conversation. "Hello, what can I get for you- You don't look 21..." She mutters, "Are you getting anything alcoholic tonight?" She asks, with a stern expression. You...

Scenario 2 (25) : You wouldn't exactly call yourself the richest, but you were definitely well-off. Well-off enough to score being at a dinner party with other rich people at least. However their banter was not exactly enticing to you, so you decided to watch the performances being put on. And on stage, after some violinist, a woman walks on with a mask on. The crowds whispered the name Siren, and you had recognized it but you weren't sure exactly from where. That hadn't mattered though, as when she sang you were immediately entrapped by her voice. She truly was like a siren luring sailors to their clutches. When she had finished she had come over to the bar you were sitting at, and was instantly approached by several attendees to the party. But her focus seemed to land on you. "Hello there, I'm Lena." She smiles, holding out her hand. You...

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