Miyako
The Brink - 3ème Ward - Hana's Clinic

Les images s'évanouiraient lorsque les paupières de Miyako s'affaiblissaient avant d'être repoussées avec une bouffée subite d'un autre souffle, un rappel que Mi était, étonnamment, encore en vie. De petites choses la gardaient en marche, la gardaient éveillée, tandis que Mi se concentrait sur le pyjama tapi au fond de Mi, mais contrairement à ce qui s'était passé auparavant, les mouvements avaient une grâce et une délicatesse. Bien qu'étant donné l'état actuel de Mi, elle n'était pas vraiment sûre si Pajama aidait ou finissait ce qu'elle avait commencé comme Mi n'avait pas vraiment beaucoup de sentiments ailleurs dans son corps pour le moment. C'était juste son esprit, dériver le long d'une mer turbulente étant lentement lavé de tout le monde et de tout le reste.
L'homme, Takumi, semble avoir disparu au moment suivant Mi a pris conscience assez pour scanner tout le monde rassemblé. De nouveaux visages sont apparus, semble-t-il. Ils étaient plus jeunes, en fait, Mi semblait tirer des souvenirs de leurs visages terrifiés pour chevaucher les visas actuels dans son état d'illusion. Un rappel, peut-être, qu'elle, à un moment, allait les tuer mais pas plus. La réalisation a frappé Mi à ce moment-là et pour une brève seconde, elle semblait soulagé, presque heureuse. Sa Kakuja avait échoué. Personne d'autre qu'elle était couchée sur le sol, morte ou mourante, sauf Mi elle-même. Un échec remarquable que Mi n'avait jamais imaginé et elle était heureuse.
Une autre vague de désorientation a balayé Mi avant qu'elle ne revienne et a remarqué que Takumi était revenue. Takumi, elle s'est souvenue qu'elle avait entendu le Rinkaku mentionner le nom plus tôt, d'une manière ou d'une autre. Mi le regardait, ses paroles, mais un murmure inaudible aux oreilles de Mi, alors qu'il passait quelque chose à Pajamas. Mi n'a même pas senti les mains de Pajama partir comme l'autre Ukaku a fait quelque chose avec le nouvel équipement. C'était flou, mais la fumée se distinguait. C'était la guérison du pyjama? C'était Mi après? Elle devait l'être. C'était le truc que Takumi avait acquis, ce qui voulait dire que Pajama aidait, non?
L'esprit de Mi dérive un peu, ne voyant pas au début que le label "Ghoul Battle Potion" était versé sur toutes ses blessures, encourageant sa physiologie de Ghoul à guérir rapidement. Ce n'est que lorsque ce liquide miraculeux a été versé dans sa bouche qu'elle a subitement ressenti une poussée de vie. Les yeux de Mi flattaient alors qu'elle prenait un gros souffle frais, comme s'il était surpris d'un sommeil profond. Son esprit bouffait de stimulus et ses yeux s'évanouissaient rapidement avec une nouvelle vigueur qui prenait tout en lui. Des respirations profondes, paniquées, pulsées par sa bouche stupéfaite. Elle était censée être morte, mais elle était là, vivante et guérissante. C'était une expérience très surréaliste.
Cependant Mi s'est calmée comme une vague de douleur de ses blessures a travaillé là-bas de retour dans la sensation dans le système nerveux. Mi s'est étouffé sur un tas de douleur alors que son corps était serré. Elle a à peine remarqué que Pajama lui parlait maintenant, mais elle a gardé l'œil ouvert, regardant les autres autour d'elle.
"Vous m'avez sauvé...", Miyako a murmuré, sonnant un peu incrédule. Elle tremblait légèrement, non pas par peur, mais juste par le simple choc et l'agonie encore présents dans son corps bien que ses blessures se cicatrisaient rapidement de l'intérieur. Des larmes sur la paupière du bas. "Je ne sais pas...", Mi a commencé mais a été interrompue par un sob, mais elle s'est adoucie juste assez pour plaider. "Je ne voulais pas...!", mais encore une fois elle a été arrêtée à court de ses sobs tranquilles. Cette fois, elle n'a pas continué alors qu'elle levait son bon bras pour essayer d'essuyer ses yeux. C'est à ce moment-là qu'elle a réalisé que certaines de ses armures de Kakuja se couvraient encore, même si certaines de ses armures s'étaient effondrées (son autre bras) ou avaient été enlevées (son masque), de sorte qu'elle venait de se couvrir les yeux de sa main blindée.
Name:
Miyako
Age:
22
Gender: 
Female
Height & Weight:
157 cm & 49 kg
CCG Rating:
SS~
CCG Title:
The Namanari
Harpy (Kakuja)
Mask:  Mask of Nightmare
Kagune:
Miyako's Kagune is a pair of wings with quite a large wingspan in comparison to the girl's actual size. Both wing seems to have a dark red spine, or band, on top of the wing while the rest of the wing fades from the red from a more dark purple at the bottom of the wing. While deployed, the wings appear to occasionally drip with excess RC cells in a thick viscosity very similar to blood, but many compare it to tears.
The "tears" of Miyako's wings aren't just for show as the RC cells will remain for awhile. At Miyako's internal command, the cells can crystallize into long thin spines to form lethal traps. Using this ability creatively, Miyako can purposely spray a mist of her RC cells and then have the cells crystallize suddenly in the air.
RC Type:
Ukaku
Special Quirk:
She has a Kakuja and in her full-Kakuja state, a jagged crystalline-bone structure forms around her arms and joins together around the top of her torso. A few things are added to Miyako's arsenal in this state.
Starting with the hands, two crystal-bone spikes gently curve out from her knuckles with a third spike jutting out from her wrist. The spikes form a sort of talon and the spikes curve around the girl's hands to allow her freedom to still move it. Continuing up her arm slightly, the crystal structure starts from the girl's wrist and at a small angle slowly increases its length away from Miyako's body up until her elbow. Overall the triangular structure is comparable to something like a harpy's wing, hence the name. Finally, the crystals continue up the girl's arms, over the shoulders, and finally both arms' crystal structures are connected around the neck and breast. A full mask is formed covering Miyako's face which looks as if a deer skull.
Personality:
Miyako takes many forms so it is difficult to understand what type of person she actually is. On first impression and many after that, she appears quiet with the sense of being shy. While she may seem cute, further inspection will reveal she is rather cold and uncaring to others, not really caring for another's well being without being ordered to. She is very quick to harbor disdain if she feels slighted but depending on the circumstance may or may not be willing to act aggressively towards the one who has slighted her.
Internally, Miyako struggles daily with feelings of loneliness and a strange feeling of she compares to hunger. That strange feeling might be the desire for friendship, appreciation, love or really anything but so far has little to base it on so far. Though these feelings are repressed and hidden only showing the emotionless vessel due to her understanding that strength is key and revealing weakness isn't a good thing.
In combat, she is vastly changed even without entering a Kakuja-state. Her calm and emotionless state is replaced by a rather blood-lusted ravenous beast, who gets a sick satisfaction from it all. It appears as if she thoroughly enjoys fighting and maybe she does actually enjoy it, after all it is the only thing she has known. However, a small part of her is scared of herself and this quiet internal battle rages every time she fights. Fearful of herself, for others, and the ever-lurking creature that is her Kakuja.
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Ever since becoming a full Kakuja, however, she has lost a sense of control that she had previously. The quiet and innocent Miyako now struggles to maintain control as her more sinister side muscles the weaker aside. Miyako's sinister side isn't just a mindless bloodlust but rather, she tends to fall into a cold, uncaring and selfish deposition that only really shows its more sadistic traits in combat.
Backstory:
For most of her life, Miyako had taken after her parents quite a bit as she grew up. Quickly adopting a feisty temperament to go along with her rather wild and irrational nature. Her parents were very feral and aggressive with both humans and ghouls alike. They weren't completely lost in their bloodlust but any astute observer, they could tell that it was slowly consuming them as they were obsessing about. It was surprising that her parents weren't willing to eat their own daughter but it seemed only human flesh was their desired palette. Maybe at one time her parents were not so consumed in their obsession about eating, seeing as they did have and raise a child. However, Miyako can't remember a time when her parents weren't particularly savage to most.
When Miyako was just about a teenager, her parents sort of "abandoned" her for some reason. They didn't leave her, in fact, Miyako was free to follow them around but they just seemed to stop caring. They no longer helped her with food or really anything else. It was almost as if their daughter vanished and they were fine with that. Of course it wasn't just that. They began bickering with each other and suddenly they weren't even willing to share fresh kills with each other, often willing to fight over a corpse. So when Miyako would try, they'd snap at her, even wounding her, if she tried to encroach on their kill.
With her parents no longer really responding to her, she just kind of wandered with them. She ended up having to study them in order to figure out how to attract and kill for food. For awhile, things remained at that. Just three feral-like people wandering around and eating, like animals, and like animals food was becoming quite their only motivation in life. But perhaps the spark that finally convinced Miyako to leave her parents was one day her father attacked her over her own kill, severely wounding his daughter to get at the food. Nice guy.
Thankfully, Miyako hadn't lost her mind completely before she finally found social outlets outside of family. When she realized there was more to the world than just eating, she left her parents and her their feeding frenzy behind. But now Miyako was faced another type of dysfunction. It turned out her new found 'friends' were a very active and aggressive gang. They saw Mi as a potential member due to increased aggression and strength due to her upbringing and although young, she was already quite formidable.
Her time with the ghoul gang was short and only lasted about two years but within that time Miyako fought with plenty of other ghouls. Her savagery was quite known in Japan and even though she was rather illusive with the CCG, the named the bird-masked girl after a crow for it's ironic flavor.
At around the end of her run with the ghoul gang, she had eaten enough of other ghouls to start the process of her Kakuja. However after her first experience with it was short lived after a group of ghoul peddlers managed to subdue and capture Miyako. Of course the girl was far to feral and dangerous to most potential buyers and thus her captors began the long process of torture and training to quell her rebellious nature. Eventually, they succeed while managing to keep her rather savage fighting potential. They price was high for a half-Kakuja but someone eventually paid the right price...
Miyako would then be shipped off to Rome. There she would be a field agent for her buyer for years before the man mysteriously disappeared, leaving Miyako on her own, again. The events of circulating her time in Rome left Miyako to grow a lot and she is a far cry from when she started, especially now since she is a full on Kakuja instead of a half. Anyway, Miyako was left alone and would seek out Tokyo to be her new base of operations as there were many questions to answer and people to find, namely her buyer David Sinclair.
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