Mira ne pouvait pas croire ses oreilles. Son ange avait un nom. Un nom à appeler. Oui. Le nom a glissé de sa langue, doux comme une plume. La petite fille se souviendrait de ce nom pour le reste de sa vie. La jeune femme a répondu à l'adolescente, mais sa voix était encore plus douce que celle de la brune. "...Mine is Mira," la rosette murmura, sa réponse étant à peine entendue par l'adolescente portant un chapeau de soleil, son visage rougissant légèrement comme si elle venait de dire un sale secret. Mira s'est rendue jusqu'à la fille aînée, et a enterré son visage dans l'estomac d'Aya, comme embarrassée en disant son nom à haute voix.
Mira Ragi
Age: 8
Gender: girl
Appearance: long, pink hair that reaches her back. pale skin, violet eyes. wears a night gown that goes down to her feet. doesn't wear shoes.
Personality: always quiet, never speaks unless spoken too. when shown genuine affection (she can tell), she will latch onto that person and give them the kindness they would give her. never shows anger, except through the tapping of her foot on the floor. in her mind, she thinks she's a dependable, video game superhero. the most likely to say 'level up' in her mind when she beats something.
First Weapon/s: two, single shot dueling pistols. are reloaded through a mekanism on the sides.
Starting Power:
mirage: she can make a person see what she wants them to see, and make them unsee what she doesn't want them to see, with the other senses aiding the illusion by creating phantom feelings of what would normally be felt if the 'mirage was real. creating these 'mirages' hurt her, causing pain and sometimes visual wounds (depending on the scale and length of the 'mirage'). they can be permanent, but a permanent scar would appear along with immense pain.

ID: A-013

Died in a car accident.