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Mikumi turned towards the two, a sharp glare in her eye. She sighed, standing up and moving closer to the two.
"Mikumi Akumatsu," Mikumi told them. She was really banking on them not being complete and under weaklings. If they were, well then Mikumi would definitely be in a bad situation. Same if there was a preppy, popular person, Mikumi just couldn't deal with those.
Mikumi sat, scowling slightly. She was looking out the bus window, sitting alone on a seat. She was worried. Worried about Ice Fang. They were strong but if one became a zombie they would be bad. And her members were loyal, they were good friends. She was sure that they would help each other, worry for each other.

Mikumi looked around, noting the lack of weapons. One girl had a bat. That was good. Sadly Mikumi didn't have a whole bunch of weapons on her. She had a pocketknife and her brass knuckles. Those were what she normally used to fight. But they wouldn't do great against a zombie.

Mikumi reached up, feeling her eyepatch. This won't do me very much good will it. No one will care how ugly it is here, she thought, tearing the flimsy thing off her face. She returned to looking out the window. Looking at the dead wandering nearer. What would happen if they caught up. What would death feel like. Mikumi looked at her reflection in the glass. Her short hair, pale skin, and the now uncovered eye, mangled and scarred. The scar was one of a stab wound. She had an eyepatch in her bag but she only used that one street fighting. It was a pale blue with a wolf embroidered on. She was the leader of Ice Wolf after all. It was fitting, but it wasn't something to be worn outside of her gang. She didn't really like people knowing that she was a gang leader. It just forced an impression on them. Plus it was always interesting to imagine what they would think when they found out.
Mikumi ran, away from the zombies for now. She had been doing pretty good at fighting them. She could evade and dodge before countering with her own weapons. But her main question was the safety of Ice Wolf. They were the closest thing to family for Mikumi. She didn't want to lose them too.

Mikumi ran out of the school, noticing a revved up bus. She sped up, thinking of a way to get onto the bus. She didn't even really care who was on the bus. As long as it wasn't death Mikumi was okay with it. How long her attitude would stay like that really would depend on how others acted. Mikumi ran towards the bus's door, launching herself onto the vehicle.

"Hope you don't mind me joining," Mikumi told the girl who seemed ready to drive the vehicle.


Name
Mikumi Akumatsu

Nicknames
Mi, Akuma, Kumi, Tsu ((Doesn't tell people this one))

Gender
Female

Age
14

Nationality
Japanese

Personality
Mikumi is tough. She doesn't give up, and she has a lot of street sense. She has great memory combined with a lot of time in the shadier parts of town, and the school. She doesn't really like people very much, at least not the preppy, popular or stuck up ones. She has no problem with a strong character but she doesn't really like wimps or people with low self-esteem.

Biography
Mikumi was born to a single mother. A librarian. Every day her mother would take her to the library to read while she worked. As she grew older, Mikumi became smarter. She excelled in classes, and her mother loved that. But Mikumi wasn't happy. She didn't want to disappoint her mother but she wanted adventure. So she began to skip classes, reading on the roof. She began to sneak out at night, learning how to fight. She became more flexible and fast. Stronger and more nimble. But her mother fell ill. And Mikumi tried her very best to uphold her great grades, but she couldn't quit fighting. Her mother didn't find out, until Mikumi was wounded. She had been fighting and had beed stabbed in the eye. But she still wanted her mother to be proud. So she never told her mother the cause of it, though she found out on her own. After that Mikumi's mother let Mikumi do as she pleased, as she tried to recover. But illness took the better of her and she passed away, leaving Mikumi alone. With only her gang alongside her.

Relationships
She has a gang, Ice Wolf. Specific characters to be introduced

Other
- Is only called Tsu by her gang

Strengths
-Fast
-Agile
-Flexible
-Strong
-Smart

Weaknesses
-Hates when people talk bad about her gang or her mother
-Dense
-Weak against animals
-Hates when people call her Mi, it reminds her of her mother


Name
Mikumi Akumatsu

Nicknames
Mi, Akuma, Kumi, Tsu ((Doesn't tell people this one))

Gender
Female

Age
14

Nationality
Japanese

Personality
Mikumi is tough. She doesn't give up, and she has a lot of street sense. She has great memory combined with a lot of time in the shadier parts of town, and the school. She doesn't really like people very much, at least not the preppy, popular or stuck up ones. She has no problem with a strong character but she doesn't really like wimps or people with low self-esteem.

Biography
Mikumi was born to a single mother. A librarian. Every day her mother would take her to the library to read while she worked. As she grew older, Mikumi became smarter. She excelled in classes, and her mother loved that. But Mikumi wasn't happy. She didn't want to disappoint her mother but she wanted adventure. So she began to skip classes, reading on the roof. She began to sneak out at night, learning how to fight. She became more flexible and fast. Stronger and more nimble. But her mother fell ill. And Mikumi tried her very best to uphold her great grades, but she couldn't quit fighting. Her mother didn't find out, until Mikumi was wounded. She had been fighting and had beed stabbed in the eye. But she still wanted her mother to be proud. So she never told her mother the cause of it, though she found out on her own. After that Mikumi's mother let Mikumi do as she pleased, as she tried to recover. But illness took the better of her and she passed away, leaving Mikumi alone. With only her gang alongside her.

Relationships
She has a gang, Ice Wolf. Specific characters to be introduced

Other
- Is only called Tsu by her gang

Strengths
-Fast
-Agile
-Flexible
-Strong
-Smart

Weaknesses
-Hates when people talk bad about her gang or her mother
-Dense
-Weak against animals
-Hates when people call her Mi, it reminds her of her mother
Interested
I noticed the girl's motions. I was fine if she didn't know. It didn't really bother me. I still had a few more questions. One that didn't really concern memories at all.
" What are you going to use for a name? You're bound to need one," I questioned. It was an important one to ask. Names helped people be unique. So she would need one.
"As you can probably tell, I do have questions. But they're probably different from the ones you were asked before. So, first one. How does it feel being an amnesiac, what's it like?" I asked out of pure curiosity. What was something like that really like. I opened my notebook, flipping to a new page. Prepared to write down anything I liked. Some I would use fore journalism, and some I might use for writing. I really do like knowing how people think in different situations, it's really interesting. And in a small town like this knowing what it's like to be an amnesiac was nearly impossible. So I got grasp this opportunity. But I gotta make sure I'm not overbearing.
I walked into the room, notebook in hand. I saw the girl sitting there. She was pretty, her hair a slightly more vibrant shade than mine.
"Hey," I said, in be chillaxed tone. I didn't want to sound harsh or demanding, that wasn't my style. If I was going to interrogate someone it would be my way, the warmer way. Especially with someone like her, amnesiac, new to town, it would be a lot if after being questioned you were questioned by some other person you didn't know. So I smiled, honestly, and introduced myself.
"I'm Thana Vera. Freelance journalist and writer. It's nice to meet you," I waged a bit, as if to say'yes I finished introducing myself' before continuing a bit more, "I'm the one to ask if you need information or help with town residents or getting around town."


My name is Thana Vera. I'm a writer and journalist. I do mostly freelance writing but I also write books. I haven't written many, but it's still fun. So most days I'll walk around town, learning anything unusual that happened. People joke that if anyone needs any information about here that I'd be the person to go too. So like usual I headed out for my walk to talk and note anything that happens. But today I learned something completely out of the ordinary. Apparently some snowboarders found some girl and she has no memories. So like any good journalist. I decided to check it out.

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