Chapitre I: Le nouveau voyage
Ward 5, Bunkyo, Tokyo
Asoka "Mercure"

Dans les quartiers plus calmes du quartier spécial de Bunkyo, dans la soirée pluvieuse d'une autre journée typique dans la ville la plus peuplée du monde, reposaient les restes d'un manoir autrefois magnifique, maintenant juste un vestige de souvenirs vagues pour ceux qui se sont réunis ici aujourd'hui. Trois goules qui étaient autrefois liés à cet endroit sont retournés au berceau qui leur a donné une seconde chance dans la vie, seulement pour trouver un parallèle presque poétique à eux-mêmes. Cinq ghouls d'enfants avaient adopté ce moule investi de désordre comme leur maison, et chacun des adultes, ou plutôt des ghouls excentriques qui se sont avérés avoir franchi la ligne de la majorité, ressenti une forme d'obligation de faire quelque chose à leur sujet.
Itsuki, le seul garçon de la bande, s'est aussi avéré être le seul à avoir fait preuve de violence aveugle, les terrorisant seulement pour prendre rapidement les choses en main et les trouver un endroit plus approprié où résider. Son option serait cependant critiquée d'une manière plus passive par Hana, la tête d'aérogare qui garde stratégiquement tout ce qui est pertinent pour elle-même. Sauf quand l'idée est au-delà de la viabilité, comme celle-ci.
Asoka, cependant, avait déjà fait preuve d'hostilité envers Itsuki et n'aurait absolument aucun souci dans le monde, que l'enlèvement ou non d'un entrepôt d'un groupe de goules pour loger les enfants était une bonne idée ou non. Elle voulait juste qu'Isuki sorte de son visage. Avec cet «exil», Itsuki partait dans sa quête de cet entrepôt, tandis que Hana et Asoka improvisaient une session de baby-sitting avec les cinq mangeurs d'hommes.
On pourrait aussi appeler cela un bon flic, mauvais scénario de flic, comme Hana semblait tout à fait ravi de nourrir la congrégation de petites bêtes, tandis qu'Asoka ne pouvait pas s'empêcher de se vexer. Pas chez eux qui mangent, mais juste à quel point ils pourraient rapidement être désordonnés. En tant que dame avec un certain sens de l'élégance et du prestige, il est venu aussi évident que son inexpérience avec les enfants se manifesterait de manière plutôt amusante pour ceux qui ne sont pas, eh bien, Asoka. Un des petits mouchoirs exprimait une forme de confiance envers Hana, et se demandait quand ils allaient partir avec elle en particulier. Maintenant, c'était assez intrigant pour le bébé du groupe des «adultes», si seulement ses collègues esclaves étaient aussi prompts à la suivre tous les ordres.
Oui, va voir le bizarre. Ne me câlinez pas, je viens de faire nettoyer cette chemise.
"Alors, tu as un autre endroit qui n'est pas un clochard? Peut aussi bien y aller, parce que le plan d'Itsukiwi semble un peu malsain. Alors, où as-tu dit que c'était... Oh attends, en parlant d'aller quelque part."
Alors qu'elle était sur le point de terminer sa question, le téléphone dans le manteau de Burberry qu'elle portait sur son bras sonna un air très ardu. En le vérifiant et en tenant hésitant son pouce sur le bouton de réponse, elle a fini par répondre au bout de dix secondes. Il semblait presque qu'elle l'ait fait sadiquement dans le but de faire attendre l'appelant. Maintenant, avec le téléphone dans son oreille, elle s'ouvrit en roulant les yeux et en employant l'une des tonalités les plus exaspérées que l'on pouvait rassembler sans être vraiment dérangée par quoi que ce soit.
"Quoi? Pas de baise, ça fait quinze minutes... et? Je m'en fiche si j'ai dit dix minutes. Tu me dois, Kaien... devine quoi? J'ai une livraison spéciale à faire, et vous aidez... D'accord, je vais demander."
Avec tous ces querelles qui se produisent et la longueur des pauses étant incompatible l'une avec l'autre, il était clair qu'elle avait une sorte d'emprise sur la personne de l'autre côté. Asoka abaissait son téléphone et l'appuyait sur sa poitrine alors qu'elle regardait à Hana.
"Où as-tu dit que ta place était? Attendez, vous vous foutez de moi? Pourquoi vous y iriez, sans parler des petits monstres? Jésus Christ, qu'est-ce que je pensais de moi-même avec vous?"
Abaisser le téléphone n'a pas fonctionné cependant que le terme '3rd Ward' a déclenché des cris sans fin du téléphone, bien qu'il sonnait plus comme des cris étouffés, il semblait clair que le conducteur qu'elle appelait n'était pas trop désireux de se réfugier près de cet endroit. Asoka a rapidement récupéré le téléphone et a répondu au stressé Kaien.
"Tais-toi, mec. Oubliez le service, vous ramassez les marchandises de toute façon... Je m'en fous, tu sais comment ça se passe... Bien, je vais acheter tes cigs pansy, arrête de te faire chier."
Et avec ça, elle a raccroché, visiblement bouleversée par cette altercation.
"Abruti."
Elle s'est moquée d'elle-même avant de mettre de côté le téléphone pour l'instant et de se concentrer sur les questions à régler. À savoir, s'occuper de ces enfants, elle ne sentait aucune obligation morale d'aider mais l'a fait de toute façon parce que la culpabilité trébuchant fonctionne. Une main sur la hanche, elle s'est saisie et s'est calmée avant d'annoncer les faits.
"D'accord, je peux vous emmener. Je sais tout sur ta maison, mais je ne veux plus rester ici. Mais un avertissement. C'est un VUS, ils sont cinq, plus nous, ça fait sept. Et je ne marche pas. Occupe-toi de celui-là, Hana. La logistique n'a jamais été mon truc."
Cela dit, elle s'éloignait du porche avant, se rendant compte qu'il faisait très sombre en ce moment. S'ils allaient au 3e quartier, au moins ils pourraient être un peu discrets. Cela dit, cela devenait un peu trop taxant pour un groupe d'enfants aléatoires comme n'importe quel autre dans la rue.
Name:
Asoka
Age:
19
Gender:
Female

Height & Weight:
155 cm - 47 kg
Sexuality:
Bisexual
CCG Rating:
S~
Her passive behavior makes her rate difficult to assert as she's rarely been engaged with CCG officers. It is but an estimation.
CCG Title:
-Mercury
-The Umbrella
-The Troll
Mask:
Usual Mask
When screwing around/mocking foes or the CCG
Kagune:
A very bizarre Kagune to say the least and rarely seen due to its nature Asoka prefers to conceal unless necessary. Revealing itself as three tentacle-like silver Kagune, the same shape as Rize's though broader (think the tails of a tailed Beast in Naruto). They're silver in color, hence the name Mercury, but the biggest characteristic would be the viscus attributes it has. It almost seems to be liquid and fluids appear to drip out constantly from it, only to have the droplets vanish ones hitting the ground in minuscule clouds of steam.
The unique thing about this Kagune is that the Rc cells seem to have a deficiency in their hardening mechanic as they are stuck at being too spread out from each other. Consequently, it almost seems to be a liquid Kagune. It holds little to not defensive and offensive capabilities, barely capable of grazing the skin of a Ghoul let alone defend from their attacks. Other Kagune cut through this one like butter, giving Asoka zero defensive value like offensive. The catch however is simple, each Kagune can divide into four smaller tentacles and being viscus as ever it is also swift and insanely flexible. The liquid factor comes in here, as it is capable of molding itself to infiltrate minuscule pores in both organic and inorganic things.
In other words, her Kagune can essentially infiltrate any form of organic matter, especially Rc cell rich ones, as well as inert objects with crevices. She can thus easily sneak in her Kagune through pores in concrete for instance and catch her assailants off guard. When infiltrating something, she can make such things an extension of herself, as such her weak Kagune can become a giant fist of concrete, but the worst would be when she'd infiltrate other Kagune or the bodies of enemies. She can cause the affected members to pop and have her liquidated Kagune spread to swiftly posses and/or kill them.
She can also sever her Kagune a la Nutcracker and either have the pieces quickly retreat to her or have them be stationary. After a few seconds, they will start to evaporate and cover the air with a noxious gas. Although not deadly, they strongly disorient vision and hearing while leaving a terrible headache. It smells like really bad bleach that's been washing a freezer filled with rotten food. She can also be affected by this, hence her gas mask.
RC Type:
Bikaku
Special Quirk:
Having had a rather difficult Kagune to use when younger, Asoka was forced to compensate by focusing her efforts, with the help of the old man, into martial arts and general self defense. Unlike most of her 'brothers and sisters' from the mansion, she relied more on her flexible body and mastery of different martial arts. She isn't a God at it of course, and with her recent practices she hasn't honed her abilities too much, but her rating can go on par with Kakujas because of this.
Leading more than a few gangs, Asoka has made herself a reputation and needed an icon to make her recognizable. Enter The Umbrella, a tool made similarly to Yamori's with Kagune-like efficiency. Although most of it is thin and has little defensive value, it does serve as a Bulgarian Umbrella as it can fire up to three small projectiles with tranquilizers. It also holds a concealed cane-sword and a blade that can protrude from the top. Among Ghouls she holds the title of "Umbrella Loli".
She knows a lot about a Ghoul's anatomy despite hating their flesh more than anything else. She didn't have to kill too many to know, as once in a while a little moron would get a little too cocky and required Asoka to tie up loose ends. Her tools provided the means to show such morons the righteous way. She fully understands that the Kakuhou is the most essential part of a Ghoul and often targets that part when possessing a body. She is capable of clogging it for a limited time with her Kagune, or otherwise destroy it.
Personality:
A word that would best describe Asoka would be opportunistic. Like many ghouls, her morality is severely warped, though she doesn't orient it toward sadism and such. Heavily pragmatic with a large amount of sarcasm salt to go full-on "No Bullshit" mode, she has a zero tolerance policy for irrational blather or anything that she cannot grasp. Consequently she also limits her need to expose herself to danger. Concepts such as Spirituality or Intangible bonds are rather annoying gimmicks that distract her very business-like demeanor as make her job a whole lot harder.
Although she conceals this behind her higher intellect she needed to survive in her early years, Asoka is a gargantuan control freak with a possible superiority complex that came afterward. Somewhat fitting to her Kagune's controlling traits, she has a really hard time with people saying No to her or disobeying. Heck even disagreeing with Asoka will make her irritated and quickly enter a fit of searing rage. Luckily, she isn't shy about lying and cheating to get what she wants, her lack of any convictions other than her own gain make it easy for her to change her position on things when times are dire. She's a survivor after all.
It isn't rare for her to add salt to the wound by mocking individuals showing clear submission or inferiority toward her position. She's clearly mocked the CCG more than once when they attempted to handle her current cartel, wearing rather silly masks to remind them of how much of a joke she saw them as.
While sadistic when needed and heavily cynical about anything, Asoka is rather vain and has refined tastes in everything, including sex. Promiscuous, as a ghoul she never really did abide to any moral code, as such never truly understood the meaning of a close bond after the old man expired. She does love everything that is cute and pink, all that girly stuff, for some reason. She also holds a sweet soft side for children, possibly motherly instinct or just seeing herself into them and her past struggles.
She hasn't gone into a "Tension Boogie Woogie" state yet. But if she does, it'll be very funny.
Backstory:
Likely abandoned, Asoka never really knew how she ended up alone in such a young age. The old man found her almost starved to death and evidently incapable of acting independently. Like many others, she was brought under his wing and was offered a kindness that her little mind had never even witnessed beforehand. Because she was so small, she recovered quickly from such experiences, chalking them up as just the equivalents of bad dreams. Though a problem quickly emerged and it was her large dependence on the old man. Asoka was clearly the baby of the group, always clinging on her provider's leg and when grown would always stay in proximity, be his right hand man.
This was truly disconcerting, especially when she was rather timid and rather upbeat despite her experiences. Evidently when came time to initiate her in battle, Asoka displayed poor results, especially with her unusual Kagune. Clearly with her behavior, dependence and lack of offensive power, the future looked bleak for Asoka. The old man considered the Kagune not worth the effort yet and oriented Asoka toward a different type of training, the one where she'd utilize to the maximum her superhuman skills to gain an advantage.
Luckily for her provider, she had a rather efficient brain when it came to learning and acquired martial arts capabilities quickly enough. Her ability was good, but her discipline was simply not there. She still remained overly reliant on others when applying her abilities outside of home. It came to no surprise that she was both heartbroken and left terrified in this cruel world once the man didn't come back. Her 'siblings' would eventually leave, one by one, and her time would come soon as well as she needed food.
The cold, hard truths of reality nearly killed her, of course, but it was never enough to permanently put her down. Slowly but surely, she lost any form of desire to depend on anyone, whether it is affection or help. She's practically forgotten about what the man had brought to her and decided to flip reality off as it did when she was left for dead when younger. As luck would have it, the same ghouls that made her life so hard weren't exactly the brightest, since education was hard to come by for them. While not eloquent at the time, it wasn't hard for her to make it clear that they'd gain X amount by doing X things, which in the end she'd bank on a lot.
She brought he goods to the simpler ghouls, and in return many more flocked to this "Umbrella" individual. While she didn't have her weapon at the time, she did carry around an umbrella everywhere as she really hates rain. Her megalomaniac tendencies grew at this point, leaving behind her lovable and shy persona just as her parents and the old man left her behind, the 12th Ward's "Kingpin" was running operations, though the extent of her influence is very questionable. Unlike many ghouls, she never really bothered to show her prowess to the CCG or rival ghouls. To her, she'd benefit more from simply sending minions to do everything for her. Plus the "Leading operating in the shadows" image made her all fuzzy inside when she thinks about it.
When someone say Kingpin, one says many gang members, and when there are many gang members, there are quite a few deviants around. She was quickly initiated to the hardships of a leader and the "necessary" actions to take on more volatile individuals. She was able to develop her Kagune through various "punishments" and torture sessions which she didn't particularly savor but did learn a lot about. Through racketeering and simple transition of goods, she made herself quite the amount of capital, and that didn't count for her talent involving numbers in which she did use to guide various investments to make herself quite the stash of cash. Unfortunately using this much money as a ghoul is rather impossible without the CCG sniffing her out. As such, her net worth gravitates to the double digits these days. The student life, aye?
On parallel to all her shady operations, she led a normal life in a normal apartment. She did go to highschool and behaved like her shy self when she was younger. She graduated in top ranks and is currently aiming for a Bachelor in Statistics. Due to her experience in manipulating money and all that smelly stuff, it came to no surprise she cheesed through most of this discipline. Asoka seemed to have countered all odds against her and hit the highest point a Ghoul living in the street could dream of, reaching a normal human life, but now the compulsive need to maybe remember her lost self pushed her to agree into returning to that place. A pointless action, but she didn't want to keep this feeling bottled up.
I am the lord and savior, blah blah blah.
Other:
Aiming for a Bachelor's in Statistics
Has a cat named Poo
Big fan of XCOM
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