Name: Florence French
Age: Thirty-three
Sex: Female
Appearance: For years, Florence's job was to be pretty - and it shows. With her perfect (and natural) blonde curls, green eyes, and flawless skin, it's clear that she won the generic lottery. Her body is thin and lithe, the result of years of yoga and cardio dedicated to nothing but maintaining a perfect body. Further than any of this, however, her beauty takes its strength in the aura she presents. Anyone who approaches Florence naturally feels comfortable, safe, and happy - and the perfect, white smile which always decorates her face.
Personality: What most people say about Florence is that they will never find anyone as trusting or as kind. Her heart is open and she tries to reserve judgement from just about anyone, and she will always welcome just about anyone who decides to approach her. Beyond this, however, she is observant to a fault and has a knack for reading people. Though she lacks in confidence and would often bend over backwards for people, somewhere inside Florence, there is the making of a true champion.
Background: As a girl, Florence had a fascination with politics; she read the books on just about every key politician and watched every debate from the age of twelve. When her parents told her they wouldn't pay for her university education, she decided to marry a rich man in his forties in the hope that he would pay for her school. He, however, preferred her to be a trophy wife, and a few years later she decided to get a hobby. Rather than use her observation skills for gossip, she decided to use them for poker, and quickly became an expert player.
Motivation: She got totally screwed over by her prenup and still needs money for university.
Suit: Hearts