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*opening her eyes after the feelings had passed, leaving her still, kukuri opened her eyes….yes…..kukuri..that was her name …..and this…this was her world….where she belonged. She stood, and took in all its beauty and majesty. She loved it. Looking down she saw herself in her old clothes. So much more comfortable. Would her powers work though? Whispering an incantation and holding out her hands, she focused for a second, until a shimmering, ghostly naginata ( I think I spelt that right ) appeared before her. Yes…she was where she belonged. Dismissing the weapon, she turned, and began walking, seeking others*
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*finally reaching her home, the omamori in her pocket and the strange girls words ringing in her ears, she calmed her self. Excitement could ruin it all. She had to be careful. For the next few hours she went through the usual evening rituals of the orphanage. Dinner, bath, then an hour or two of reading. When the building fell quiet, she lifted the omamori, and thought of the past. The old world. The fresh air. The calm. The cherry blossoms and festivals. Gently, she tugged on the ribbon on the dolls arm and closed her eyes*
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*seeing the dolls, she smiled. She knew these. Omamori. This meant that questioning this being, who clearly wasn’t a child, would be a bad idea. Mitsu was weak in this world of concrete and fumes, but if this girl could make these dolls, then who knew what else she was capable of? * “thank you very much. They’re beautiful” *she took one from the girl and headed home, barely able to contain herself*
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“Further than you think…..” *the girls red eyes bothered mitsu, not because she was scared, but because she knew this meant something, but what?! She searched the depths of her mind for an answer* ” what is one so young doing out here alone?”
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*finally turning toward home mitsu saw a young girl, and felt a tug on her soul. There was something familiar about this girl, but she couldn’t quite figure out what it was. Curiosity getting the better of her, she approached the girl*
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*it was evening. The school day was over. Mitsu walked home slowly, taking her usual route through the park, one of the few places she liked. It reminded her of the old world, and all the beauty that it had lost*
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*Mitsu passed through the morning without event, the day simple and boring. She sat in the shade of a tree, eating onigiri for lunch*
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Mitsu strode out of the orphanage toward school. She hated it but she had little choice until she found a way back. Sighing heavily she scuffed her pumps along the sidewalk, humming a tune to herself
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Name (modern)Mitsi Hakoru (old) kukuri Yaogatama
Age: 16
Soul age: 369
Soul type: yokai
Yokai type :humanoid
Powers: blood magic, spectral weapons
Weaknesses: her own powers can kill her if used excessively, and can be killed by conventional weapons
Personality (both) : dark, morbid and obsessed with death, she keeps her distance from all. She barely talks, and nearly never shows emotions.
Appearance (modern) : short black hair in small twintails. Flushed, tanned skin, hazel eyes, usually wears long sleeved blouses , skirts and pumps in dark colours. Around 5 and a ½ ft.
Appearance: old) wears a light kimono with a floral design, clogs, has short, purplish hair, dark , almost black , eyes, pale skin,
History :this life ) Mitsu has grown up in an orphanage. She remembered who she was from an early age, and it drove her to escape her controlling family. At the age of 12 she murdered them and fled her home to seek a life where she could freely pursue her goal of finding a way back to the old world
Old) Kukuri grew up in a military household. Infuriated by the fact that women could not become soldiers, she turned to the darker path of black magic and assassins. Years of killing have filled her with an unquenchable blood lust and she readily seeks battle.
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Ermmm…..well…it appears safe ..for now …I guess. What are you doing here human?”
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Mildly perplexed at being dismissed like that, Damien stood still for a few minutes, staring at nothing.
“Ok….Ummm……well….that…didn’t really work out as expected….. What now?” He asked himself, sitting down.
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“…..you do realise shes spying on us?…and common ground has nothing to do with this war anymore….we made it our war, whether you like it or not. Humans have a habit of doing that”
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“Don’t go getting ahead of yourself. No point getting yourself hurt from being overconfident” he warned, hurrying after her.
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*Geo calmly picked off the few that remained* “well done, you certainly know how to handle yourself. Keep this up and we’ll have no problem finishing this place”
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Coexist? Us beings? HAHAHAHAHAHA! Thats a good joke. Tell me another!” Damien smiled broadly “no , girl. That will not happen unless something forces them to.”