[b]Name:[/b] Kusa Le-Mont
[b]Aliases:[/b] Angel (for her singing). Azriel; (Angel of destruction; fighting, obviously).
[b]Age:[/b] 16
[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Physical Description: [/b]
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Kusa has a sort of dangerous feel to her. It’s in the way she holds herself, along with the way she looks at people, a sort of veiled threat, a defensive mechanism that has got her into more fights than it averted. With a short shock of white hair and dark eyes, Kusa normally wears easy-to-move-in clothes, with the exception being when she is performing, in which case she wears something snazzy, or when she’s fighting, when she will wear easy-to-move-in clothes with little-or-nothing-to-grab-onto; therefore giving her opponent no advantages.


[b]Skillset:[/b][list]
[*] Karate (nothing fancy)
[*] Street fighting 
[*] Singing
[*] Playing a few instruments (including guitar) 
[*] Climbing 
[*] Cooking
[*] Cleaning
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[b]History: [/b] Kusa grew up in a fairly normal family, in a normal district, of a fairly normal city. However when she was ten both parents died, leaving her and her older brother, Tymon, with an aunt who had ‘problems’. Tymon, a timid boy, got a handful of part time jobs when he was old enough, but even put together the money really wasn’t enough. Not to mention their aunt took all the money she could find, leaving little or none for rent, power, water, or food. Kusa who barely attended school, decided she had to do something and started busking. Being rather talented she quickly procured gigs that paid better that what Tym earned, but only barely. As of yet she hasn’t been arrested, the one time it looked likely, in a raid of the venue she was performing at, she had slipped out the back where she was tuning her guitar, and avoided getting caught, just. Another thing she started just recently is a form of street fighting, where people bet on the outcome, she fights and gets paid for it. 



[b]Psychological Profile:[/b] Kusa is still quite innocent and naïve, even with how she lives, she somehow managed to keep that side of her intact, although that was completely unintentional. Other than that she loves music, Tymon, and her second-hand, beaten and battered, guitar. Fighting is a passion, and she is an adrenalin junkie, so pulling the occasional daredevil stunt is so up her street. Not amazingly ambitious Kusa mostly just wants to be able to live somewhere other than the minor hellhole that is her aunts flat. Getting angry for her is quite easy, it just sort of bubbles up inside, consuming her in a red mist, a need to destroy; and while it clouds her judgment quite a bit, she often employs it in fighting, letting her rage get her through. Kusa is also sort of scared of pain, an interesting thing considering her love of fighting, however if she gets hit or hurt even just a little that fear goes away, like sound to the wind.

[b]Other:[/b] When their parents died there was a fair amount of money left to them but most of it was used on plane tickets to the other side of the world where their aunt lived; and what wasn’t used then was snatched away by said aunt for; “Living expenses”.