From Masq
Name: Cassandra

Nationality: Italian American Mutt
Occupation: Ace Reporter, The Inquiring Times
Demeanor: Judge
Apparent Age: 33

Nickname: Cass or Cassie

"The fact that a man is a newspaper reporter is evidence of some flaw of character. "
Lyndon B. Johnson

"I needed a drink, I needed a lot of life insurance, I needed a vacation, I needed a home in the country. What I had was a coat, a hat and a gun."
Raymond Chandler
RP Hooks
  • Tabloid Reporter! Do you look interesting? Crazy? Were you abducted by aliens when you were drunk last night? She wants to know!
  • Are you from New York? Avid fan of CNN? Religiously follow news on organized crime? You might recognize Cassandra! Page me.
  • Are you ACTUALLY supernatural? Cassandra is a masquerade breech waiting to happen. Let's set up a scene!
  • Do you know where the drugs are? Sleep is for chumps, let's find some speed!
A Glimpse Within
Personal Description

Spitfire might be the first word that comes to mind upon seeing this woman. Cassandra Conway is certainly no blushing, wilting wall flower. Though she might be short, barely coming to 5'3" without heels, nothing about her seems small. Her sheer personality and presence give her height that no spike heel ever could. She has midnight black hair that falls to just about her shoulders and is usually worn in messy, loose waves. She doesn't seem the sort that spends hours styling her hair - she pretty much gets out of the shower and lets it dry like it wants. Her eyes are a strong, pale blue that seemingly shift colour depending on her mood. They can go from the arctic of ice blue all the way to the warmth of a summer day's sky. Occasionally, they are hidden behind glasses for reading. She has a softly tapering jaw line and nicely high cheekbones which give her a look of nobility that generally tends to be ruined by her less than delicate attitude. Her lips are just a touch fuller than the normal, finishing off the picture with a betraying softness to her otherwise hard exterior.

It seems Cassandra is working today, or at least she's clad in proper business casual style. A smart button down white shirt covers her upper half. It fits close enough that it was either tailored or an excellent buy to show off her hour-glass frame. It's carefully tucked into the top of gray suede leather slacks. They lay fairly low upon her hips and occasionally let her white shirt's hem escape. The cuffs of the slacks flare out enough to accommodate smart black boots with about a two inch heel. On chillier days, she wears a sleek black suit coat overtop.


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