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[center][h1][color=9f2b68][b]Sakai Kyouka[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

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[color=9f2b68][center]“Don’t decide for me what I can or can’t be. Oh, it’s supposed to be ‘for my own good’? [i]To hell[/i] with that.”[/center][/color]

[color=9f2b68]Age:[/color] 24

[color=9f2b68]Appearance:[/color] With her riotous wheat-blonde hair, clear blue eyes, and a tempestuous disposition to go with it, Kyouka has been proclaimed as a striking beauty as long as she can remember. Viewed as something foreign – nay, as [i]otherworldy[/i].

[color=9f2b68]Job:[/color] Hostess

[color=9f2b68]Cause of Death:[/color] An accident. She was a bit too drunk, managed to stumble her way off an overhead walkway, and cracked her head. She was discovered too late, already dead.

[color=9f2b68]Background:[/color] 

From as early as Kyouka can remember, her family environment had this permeating, suffocating air about it. Her Father, her Father’s Work – this was at the centre of everything.

‘This is important, Kyouka. You must understand. Father has Work.’

‘I have to concentrate – not now, Kyouka.’

‘If you ever find your passion, you will understand…It’s everything.’

She was their first child, yet she barely ever had his attention. Her mother tried, but she had little impact.

And in her earlier years, she bought into it. She idolized him, imitated him. So did Ayato, her younger brother. They had to work hard for every scrap of love, every ounce of attention [i]he[/i] bestowed upon them. It wasn’t actively malicious, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. Their father was simply so wrapped up in his own world, that his own children came secondary – unless they made themselves a key part of that world.

Through strife and hardship they persevered, all while hidden resentment rooted in their hearts.

In the end, his criticisms and his questioning proved too much.

‘Are you even trying? Are you serious about this? Are you giving it your all?’

Ayumu was the first to give up.

As for Kyouka?

It was the constant comparisons to strangers. Her advancement was proclaimed as slow, her talent as middling. In the end, it was this sort of sentiment of, ‘Be realistic, Kyouka. You can’t hope to make it the way you’ve been going.’

Maybe she could have.

But did she want to?

Truly?

No. 

What point was there? All victories felt hollow. All defeats carried with it the miserable feeling of, ‘Oh, this again…?’

So, no. After losing his support, she didn’t cling to that life.

Kyouka decided to do whatever she wanted from then on. Though, figuring out what that was was the tricky part. She’s not sure she ever managed to, to be honest. But she spent most of her time out. Playing around. Having mundane fun. All while [i]fury[/i] rent her insides with its unrelenting claws. She couldn’t forgive him for what he’d done to them. To his own family. He gave up on them, just like that. Had he ever believed in them at all?

No matter.

She graduated high school, picked up various part-time jobs, and moved out as soon as she could.

Father periodically sent her money. He was [i]worried[/i] enough to do that much.

Eventually, Kyouka settled into a career as a hostess. Her family didn’t approve, of course. As if she cared what they thought. The club she worked at was a good place.

Sometimes, she played for them. Ha. What was that about not becoming a professional pianist? It was rare that she did, but it got her some extra cash. A win in her book, even if that unresolved hatred was accentuated with each key press.

That was where she met [i]him[/i]. An older married man in his early forties, his wife on her death-bed. He told her the way she played reminded him of a raging storm. He told her that she was a fighter. That he respected her for it.

She was hooked. Utterly and completely. 

They had an odd sort of relationship, the kind no one was likely to understand. Kyouka thought she might love him.

It was at this time, when everything was still muddled in confusion and unrest, that the stupid accident befell her.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9f2b68][b]Kyouka[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

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[center][color=9f2b68]“You know, I've had all sorts of things said about me, but I don't think 'snake woman' ever ranked that high.”[/color][/center]

[color=9f2b68]Race:[/color] Primal Lamia

[color=9f2b68]Deity:[/color] Drasil

[color=9f2b68]Weapons/Tools:[/color] In her life as a human, it has been her wits, her allure, her social skills, and her sharp tongue. The sheer force of her personality has been a constant, for good or ill. She will certainly still rely on those, but more direct powers and practical tools would help too.

[color=9f2b68]Likes:[/color][list]
[*] Confidence. She is a prideful woman, and respects those who, like her, have a healthy amount of self-assurance.
[*] Getting what she wants.
[*] She has a love/hate relationship with the piano.[/list]
[color=9f2b68]Dislikes:[/color][list]
[*] Pity and/or patronization. 
[*] Being put into a box, reduced to a set of mere superficial categories.
[*] Having another limit her, deny her, or take away something from her unjustly.[/list]
[color=9f2b68]Quirks:[/color][list]
[*] When out and about, she stands tall and proud, looking down on the world which dares judge her, no matter that she judges it herself. 
[*] She can be rather caustic and has a mercurial temperament. When she wants to, she can be awfully charming, however.
[*] Kyouka enjoys attending events, likes good food and drinks (especially when she is treated to it for free), going to karaoke with friends, getting her nails done and gossiping, and spoiling herself at spas and such. Surprisingly, she fancies taking the occasional long walk when the mood strikes her. 
[*] When comfortable, she may lounge around like a cat.[/list]
[color=9f2b68]Skills:[/color] Leave this page blank at the start. These will be the initial skills acquired as part of your reincarnation and will be based on your character's last wishes/regrets. Will be determined between you and the GM after the RP has begun![/hider]