Bio: 
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 185 lbs.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Short and brown, often dyed white.
Look: Fashionable, Eastern-European, built, handsome.
Apparent Age: Late-thirties

Description: 

At first glance, there is no question that Zofia is an athlete. Her wide shoulders and sturdy legs speak to someone who has dedicated years of their life to a brutal regimen of cardio and strength training. Her nose was broken at some point before her Embrace, and while it was set properly, there is no disguising the slight crick to it. Her features are distinctly Eastern European, with her curt voice having just the hint of an accent to confirm the guess. She is singularly striking, albeit somewhat alien in her appearance, with none of the supernatural charm and glamor of many Kindred. The fact that she was turned just past her prime shows, the first telltale signs of age just starting to grace her features when her Sire locked her look in place.

She keeps her hair short, easy enough since her Embrace, and alternates between her natural browns and stark white dye. She favors suits in public, well tailored, and in a variety of colors and cuts. Vests, ties, and all the accouterments an absolute requirement. She avoids the obvious geekery of pocket squares, money clips, and pocket watches, keeping her aesthetics modern and fashionable. It gives her a somewhat androgynous look, though she usually pushes it back into decidedly feminine with with well crafted makeup.

Personality:

Albeit barely noticeable when compared to the excesses of her patrons, Zofia nevertheless has two distinct moods she tends to slip into by default, moods which over the years she has come to refer to as either being suited up and taking the tie off. These aren't distinct changes in personality, but reflect her guiding philosophy in her interactions both with mortals and with other Kindred. When the suit and tie are on, that means it's working hours, and she plays the part of the consummate professional. It's about having standards, and both giving and demanding the situation the respect it's due. She demonstrates extraordinarily restraint for one of the Gangrel in these moments, the only sign of her Clan truly being the no nonsense approach she takes to most things.

When the tie comes off, it's time to live a little, at least as much as her current state allows. She can't compete in the cage anymore, but the adrenaline junkie within her hasn't faded  in the last 13 years of her Requiem. In those moments, the work is done, and it's time to kick back and enjoy the fruits of her labors a little. She's earned it, right?


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