Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo
Hana Kurosawa

Les bras de Hana s'emparèrent de l'effort, alors qu'elle griffait les dents de toutes ses forces, dans l'intention de ne pas bouder un pouce. Elle a regardé les réactions de ses frères et sœurs et de ses camarades dans les bras. Ils semblaient rapidement rassembler leurs sens... pour la plupart. Même si elle était stressée, elle sourit faiblement à Takumi, Rin, les enfants et le nouveau venu. "Oui, tout le monde sera en sécurité." Elle a dit qu'en se couchant les dents, elle savait qu'elle ne pouvait pas garantir la sécurité de tout le monde. C'était soit sa sécurité, soit celle qu'elle abritait... et le code non écrit de fraternité parmi les mêmes espèces dicta que cette dernière avait pris la préférence.
Et il y avait Itsuki, la suppliant de changer de place, comme si une sorte de torture auto-infligée et lui-même de devenir le bouc d'échappement résoudrait n'importe quoi. Non, ça ne ferait rien. Elle n'a jamais pu vendre sa famille pour gagner du temps. Et en plus.
"Tu es stupide? Si je bouge un pouce, ils entreront! Vous n'êtes pas en situation de argumenter, maintenant g-" Le bec de Hana a été coupé court comme un Koukaku Quinque, sous la forme d'une épée géante coupée à travers la porte et le côté gauche de Hana de sa poitrine avec une telle force l'arme cloué le corps maintenant inconscient du médecin ghoul contre un mur, saignant abondamment.
"Pe-ew, on dirait que je te dois de l'argent. Cette corvée d'une poubelle de deuxième classe de classe B était vraiment à la hauteur de quelque chose, classe spéciale associée." Un des inspecteurs est intervenu. Cocky, confiant, regardant même un tel cadre de goules. Une dépêche spéciale. Et il n'était pas seul. "Nous avons tout ce qu'il faut. Je parie que deux d'entre eux sont les Kakuja que nous voulons."
"Eh bien, euh. Dure chance alors. Oh, nous pouvons probablement obtenir quelques Quinques cool hors de ceux-ci!" L'une de ces compagnes a applaudi de façon nonchalante. Aussi une classe spéciale. Il semblait qu'il s'agissait d'une grande fête, formée par plusieurs agents du quartier, complètement surdimensionnée pour la chasse à un ghoul aussi apparemment inoffensif que Hana, mais parfaitement raisonnable pour deux kakujas.
Je suis désolé, j'ai mal calculé. Hana pensait, alors que la force la quittait rapidement, que sa vision devenait plus floue et plus floue. J'aurais dû penser que s'ils suivaient Miyako et Itsuki, ils auraient un pouvoir proportionnel. Elle s'est amèrement calomniée car elle ne pouvait être qu'un témoin silencieux de la lutte qui allait se dérouler.
Name:Hana Kurosawa, M.D.
Age: 24
Gender:Female
Height & Weight:166cm & Mind your own business.
Sexuality:Bisexual, with a dash of Zoophilic (if you consider humans as zoophilia, anyway)
CCG Rating: B~ (The CCG can't figure her out for their own good. Way too careful and erratic, with zero confirmed kills. Could potentially skyrocket to S, or SS even).
CCG Title: Honeybee
Kagune: Her Ukaku Kagune actually resembles a pair of crystaline, insectoid wings, with jagged edges. Like most Ukaku, she can use these wings to shoot a shower of detached crystallized shards on targets. Compared to other types ghoul claws, it's very prone to break and chip away with use, and while she can wield it in close combat to cut targets with its razor sharp edges, it can't parry many blows in a quick succession.
However, Hana can actually partially manifest her kagune, in order to produce crystallized shards which can be wielded as easy to manufacture, easy to throw away scalpels. These kagune daggers can be easily concealed and produced and are versatile tools in addition to weapons that can cut ghoul flesh easily.
RC Type: Ukaku
Special Quirk: Gifted Intellect: Hana has the uncanny ability of being able to assimilate and interpret knowledge rather fast thus making her learning curve and intellectual prowess leagues ahead of the average ghoul. Hana didn't just conquer the barrier of literacy among ghouls, she steamrolled through it once she had gained a solid base thanks to her mentor. She mostly uses this ability to further her scientific pursuit, by devouring books and data like some ghouls devour tender infants, with special focus on medicine, for the forensic perks of easy access to corpses people won't miss, and in order to help other ghouls to heal. However, she is also equally able to devastate ghoul and human alike with her intimate knowledge of anatomy, her Ukaku speed and razor blades.
It is this precise trait why Hana is so hard to assess for the CCG. Her patterns of feeding and thought are very outside-the-box when compared to most ghouls as she often scavenges, or destroys the evidences after feeding. She is not above mimicking patterns of other ghouls to disguise her kills. More often than not, she also is fond of using other methods to kill rather than her kagune.
Personality: Hana is a firm believer of predatorial mimicry, and as such, she displays a sweet and coy attitude, always eager to please everyone around her. She also downplays her own skill and intelligence, and even calls herself in third person in a belitting manner. A coward in most direct confrontations, Hana would rather flee than fight, and humilliate herself rather than escalate the violence.
However, when the honey doesn't cut it, and people actually threaten or hinder her advances above an acceptable threshold, Hana proves to be quite the cunning bitch, taking a leaf out of the Art of War. She will respond to threats throughoutly and often in deceptive, ruthless ways. From kidnapping, to poisoning, and even goading the CCG to capture rival ghouls.
Hana believes in some sort of ecosystem balance between humans and ghouls, and as such she won't attack underdeveloped prey like children, and will sometimes tag and personally dispose of the rotten apples of the human basket. She also is a self-confessed lover of human literature and science, and she also indulges in quick, sporadic relationships with humans.
Backstory:
Most tragic stories about Ghoul orphans either involve faction wars or the CCG. In the case of Hana, it was just a freak car accident. There was no tension, no drama, no against. One day she was a lovely spry ghoul child, and the next day she had exited a car who was set aflame after dropping down a cliff, panicked, cold and relentlessly calling for help.
But no one came. Hana resigned herself to the fate. She learned quickly. there was no returning from that much damage and fire. They were dead. Life in itself was a fragile thing. That much, the child understood. Tumbling and wandering, she ended up congregating with a bunch of other kids. All orphans, and ghouls aswell. Safety in numbers. Upon being found by the old man, and after some time of hesitation, as she was at first untrusting of someone who would pick a bunch of lil' human chompers out of mere kindness, she was among the first to fall in line. She understood, that just like a parent cared for children, some ghouls cared for other ghouls at an species level, and she answered the old man's altruism with a healthy dose of her own, using her intellect to learn quickly and become a dependable older sister to others, in order to make the whole effort be more efficient.
However, to all things came an end, and when the old man suddenly disappeared, the group fell apart like a house of cards. Even though she advocated for sticking together, she eventually conceded in parting ways with the others. She quickly formulated a new route, a new life plan. She would use her memory and top notch academic skill to pursue a medical education (as the car accident still painfully reminded that even if ghouls were more durable than humans, their lives could also be extinguished easily).
But first, she needed a new sponsor... and while she was growing up quite nicely, she didn't think seducing a rich old man would be a viable possibility, because of the sheer low odds. However, an equally low odd happened before her eyes. A washed up backalley doctor, being assaulted by Yakuza.
Food, and sponsor in one neat package. Althought the medic had to be calmed at first, seeing as the teenager girl had just eaten a couple of yakuza in front of his eyes, he seemed to cave in to reason. He would teach her, a ghoul, medicine and higher education, in exchange for a little protection from both the mafia and fellow ghouls.
It worked for a time. Her double life did not take an excessive toll, she was getting good at this. She could even pretend to take a stroll into the 1st ward for bibliography without being caught. At worst, a wild goose chase where Investigators were always one step too behind, and laying down for a while.
But the doctor eventually died. Because sometimes, heart attacks kill people, not just ghouls. And Hana felt for the first time lonely and homesick. She then wondered what had happened with her colleagues...
Other: She currently has a backalley clinic in the 3rd Ward in which she treats humans and ghouls alike. Those humans who aren't going to make it end up as food. She has acquaintances in the 1st ward, and sometimes takes a stroll right under the nose of the CCG there. She keeps a cadre of "bed friends" both human and ghoul.