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[list][*][u][b]Name:[/b][/u]
	Numako Yamamizu
[*][u][b]Age:[/b][/u]
	20
[*][u][b]Gender:[/b][/u]
	Female
[*][u][b]Appearance:[/b][/u]
	A taller girl that doesn't look like she gets enough sunlight. Pale, almost porcelain colored skin, dark circles constantly looming under her violet colored eyes that give off a somewhat odd, constantly tired expression. Her messy mop of black hair doesn't help the somewhat corpse-like appearance she sometimes has. Standing at around 170cm, catch her on a dark night, on a dimly lit street, you might very well think you've just seen a ghost.
	
	Numako, typically wears slightly more traditional sleeveless and legless Qipao under a thick, somewhat oversized jacket she sems to wear more often than not.
[*][u][b]Psychological Profile:[/b][/u]
	Numako has, perhaps understandably given her condition, something of a muted personality. Constantly exuding a low energy demeanor, a somewhat lackadaisical stoic attitude towards most things, she's something of a slacker and someone that doesn't like working hard at anything other than lazing around. This she says, is totally the fault of the spirit feeding on her soul and definitely causing her to have constant low energy levels (lie).

	That perhaps, would be someones first impression of her anyways, and its not a total lie. She does suffer from insomnia and constant lack of sleep which makes it hard for her to have enough energy to feel like doing anything most of the time, though it doesn't harm her mental acuity. She possesses a surprisingly sharp and witty tongue, and she won't hesitate to use it to tease someone if she gets an opportunity and has a particular penchant for scaring people.

[*][u][b]Skills:[/b][/u]
	Numako possesses the entire skillful arsenal of a cat. She excels in lazing around and being cute (in her opinion) while not having their skillful acrobatics or dexterity to always land on their feet. Her own joking aside, Considering Numako's condition, she was made to become extremely familiar with Occultism, especially those originating from Japan. Has a particular expertise in exorcism and sealing rituals.

[*][u][b]Abilities:[/b][/u]
	While Numako herself isn't particularly skilled in any form of magic, ability, or other such mystics, being possessed by the water spirit from the mountains has given Numako some special abilities. Namely, pale imitations of its own abilities. These are limited currently to three curses and the ability to summon and control nameless ghosts to do its or hers bidding.

	[u][i][b]Defiled Waters:[/b][/i][/u] The black, inky waters of defilement and curses. The once pure healing spring water have become a font for curses, hatred, and weakness. She, by an extension of the possession is able to control these defiled waters was an extension of her own body and consciousness. While she can't control an entire lakes worth like the spirit can, she can use enough to properly defend herself and use it to attack, and is her most common form of it. Highly pressurized blasts of cursed water and similar feats. While that might be bad enough - any who touch the water will have their physical strength drained and weakened for a time as their souls vitality is drained and fed to the spirit. As a small note, she can use any large enough puddle for travel for herself for short distances. Not super useful in emergency situations as the water puddle must be double her size and requires some effort of concentration. And of course, a second puddle to come out of. Without her influence the water doesn't last long.

	[i][u][b]Bindings of Grudges:[/b][/u][/i] The grudges which festered and defiled the once vibrant spring coalesced into a nasty curse. Simply by performing a small gesture with her hand of crushing the target the grudge that the spirit and by extension Numako possesses, will fly into a frenzy and attempt to restrain the foe. Spectral hands of decayed flesh wearing old holy talismans and bindings on themselves will reach from the earth as though it was itself the cursed spring, where they will attempt to ensnare and trap the foe.

	[i][u][b]Drowning the Sins:[/b][/u][/i] This particular curse isn't a physical one. In fact, its not one that will work on anomalies that can't experience sensations or similar sensations that humans can. Simply put, it puts someone into a waking nightmare where one fully, whole heartedly believes they are drowning in an infinitely deep body of water. Worst still, is that the victim is made to believe that the shoreline is just mere feet away, giving hope of saving, yet no matter how much they struggle they shall never reach it, slowly being pulled under. This can kill people who can't break free of the curse, their lungs filling with the cursed water.

	[i][b][u]Nameless Spirits:[/u][/b][/i] Numako is able to control, communicate, and summon nameless ghosts to aid her. Tohu level anomalies that serve the Spirit and Numako. They are effectively worthless in combat and would normally serve only to be a threat to a human should the unlikely event be that they ever cross paths, and even then at most one might be given a heart attack from fright. The spirits typically work as scouts since they are able to move through solid objects and are able to track targets that Numako assigns them to 'haunt', though she must remain nearby for them to do so. Mostly though she uses them to be extremely lazy by having them bring her plates of food, snacks, drinks, and anything else without moving from wherever she's made her place of residence.

[*][u][b]Equipment:[/b][/u]
	[u][b][i]Possession Suppression Mechanism[/i][/b][/u]: Normally, a possession would be fairly simple to deal with. Unfortunately, the spirit refused this simple process. It was taking Numako and either the humans could try killing it which might result in it puppeting Numako's corpse, allow it to run free, or come up with a different solution. This was this different solution. After traditional methods failed, Sefirot decided that it would get involved. A high tech device functioning on Mysticism and technology. A circular device surgically implanted on the back of her neck between her shoulder blades, it suppresses the spirits ego and allows Numako to...well, not be possessed. It also, should the creature take over Numako completely, functions as an 'off switch' that should theoretically well, temporarily paralyze and knock out Numako, allowing for a more permanent solution to be found supposing.

	She has no idea how its made or how it functions. Only Sefirot does, and it does require regular checkups to make sure its functioning correctly and the spirit hasn't been steadily trying to undo it.

[*][u][b]Background:[/b][/u][/list]
	Numako's early life was fairly uneventful, though a far cry from what she current is like. A young girl with something of a mischievous tomboy streak. Born into an old family who had lived in the area for generations, while she didn't have a a particularly hard life comparably...it was tinged my a single emotion: Jealousy. Numako had younger sister who was objectively the baby of the family. And while she got along well with her, as she turned 14 it increasingly felt like her younger sister was the golden child. Perfect grades, prettier, hell, she even seemed to have an affinity for the families old exorcist abilities.

Perhaps it was these feelings that caused Numako to travel to that shrine she had always been told to avoid. The one by the old spring on the mountain. She cant say, because any memories of the time from before she was 14 are completely gone. She knows she walked into that shrine, and then...

	[i]help.[/i]

Those are some of Numako's earliest, clearest memories.

	[i]I can't breathe-[/i]

Cold. Darkness. Something pulling her. The sound of her own body struggling against the weight of the water.

	[i]please-[/i]

Everything after became nothing more than a blur, and everything before, drowned like she had been. Devoured by the spring.

When Numako came too later, she was in a hospital of some sort. At least, she thought it was a hospital, but she looked and felt different.  Her sister? Looked older. Her parents did too. What had felt like mere moments to her, had been two years for them. Two years from the time she was fourteen, to the time she was now sixteen. It was difficult to adjust to everything after that. Two years of lost time. Two years she had spent under a spirits possession. Apparently they had to get Sefirot involved in order to prevent the possessed girl from going on a bloody rampage. It was a miracle she was even still conscious. They wanted to know why she had gone to the old shrine in the first place. Sefirot was asking what she was going to now and that she was going to likely be under routine surveillance for the rest of her life.

You could say then, her earliest actual memories of her family and life began that day. She knew them, but didn't [i]know[/i] them. It was no wonder then, perhaps, instead of going back with her family that she only held somewhat uncertain feelings and memories for that she'd chose to go with Sefirot who seemed more than a bit interested in her condition and the spirit itself.

She spent most the first year or two getting to understand her condition better, training her apparent new abilities with Sefirot, and preparing her mind for the fact she was effectively living on borrowed time. After 18 she was given her first field assignment, and well, its been going...well, since then.

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