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[h2][color=9e0b0f]S[/color]hiozaki [color=9e0b0f]Y[/color]asu[/h2]Female | 4'8 | Rank II
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[indent][i]“You don’t need math for murder.”[/i]

The 10th District was no place for a child to be, but where there were humans, there would be children. In the gutters and alleyways, sheltered or abandoned, all as one toiled away at the factories of the crown-magistrates or fell in line with the professional criminals who preyed upon the helpless and principals. Monsters lurked in shadows, lurked in the alleyways, lurked in the dumpsters, and lurked in your lunchbox.

Yasu too, would have fallen prey to such monsters, if not for a single difference.

When she was seven years old, she saw her reflection in a shattered mirror. And that alone was enough to change her world.

Soon after, rumors of the Tiger Cub spread. A child wielding an iron pipe, one who could take on men thrice her height. One whose form flickered and changed, like channels switching on TV. One who stole and ate, who was in perpetual solitude within the sinner’s city. And yet one who remained ever-so-happy, who possessed a smile that could not exist upon the lips of a resident of the 10th District. But how could she not smile?

She was never alone, and she always had a choice! She was freer than the richest oligarches in the 1st District, and even if she died, [i]she[/i] would live on in her stead!

The shattered mirror gave her happiness and madness in turn. And all the while, her vitas continued to drain away, falling deep into the cracks of the city. Yasu was but a child of the 10th District. And who would teach a child what Magic truly was?

…

Was it coincidence or fate, that found a Cleaner placing a weapon in her hands as her vision began to blink in and out? Was it charity or curiosity, that found a Cleaner directly her to the shadows, the alleyways, the dumpsters, her lunchbox?

Monsters were real. They can bleed.

And if Yasu loved herself as much as she thought she did, then she would kill them to continue loving herself.[/indent]
[b][color=9e0b0f]A[/color]rmaments[/b]
[indent]Yasu has a sword. In her hands, it may be a two-handed sword, but in truth, it's short as these things go.

But it suits her well in its simplicity, sheathed as it is in her own vitas. No tricks. No gimmicks. Just strike down the monster with a swing, and leave the more esoteric ones to the other weirdos.

In the little room she has to herself up in the office, there still lies a rusty iron pipe, fit for the hands of a child smaller than even herself.[/indent]
[b][color=9e0b0f]A[/color]bilities[/b]
[indent]Beyond the usual host of abilities that one could expect of a hunter of the supernatural, Yasu also, strangely enough, possesses the ability to read lips.

That's not what made her a Rank II Cleaner at the age of 14 though.

The magic that came to this child when she was but seven years old was the ability to see herself in alternate timelines, so long as the current [i]situation[/i] was similar enough. Through this, she is able to swap herself with another self, ultimately allowing her to perform actions that are physically, logically, and temporally impossible. A swing from the right becomes a swing to the left. Motions to steal a wallet become motions to steal a watch. Of course, from the perspective of Yasu, it is the [i]world[/i] that has suddenly changed around her, as she catapults herself through space and time to reach a place further than the universe she had always known.

But in the eyes of those around her?

Yasu is simply an airhead of a girl who too easily mixes up names and faces, possessing magic that makes her attacks nigh-incomprehensible.
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