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Name: Sakura Liu
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Facial Features Image/Description: Sakura has a gentle, pointed chin with slightly angled eyes and larger lips. Her usual look is gentle and calm looking, although when she's angry she can give you a glare that could rival that of a Grimm's.
Skin Color: Pale. Very pale.
Eye Color & Image/Description: Sakura has reddish-brownish eyes, nothing remarkable. 
Hair Color & Image/Description: Sakura has silky brown hair. It reaches about to her waist so she can do almost anything with it. Her most favorite things to do are put a circlet in it while having it up into an elaborate braid or bun.
Build: Sakura is very light and delicate, having smaller hands and feet. Her movements are graceful and smooth, and she is extremely agile in battle. She can easily land long jumps and run easily.
Height: 5"6
Weight: 137 pounds

Personality: Despite how she may appear, Sakura can be adequately described as wild. She's always been a free spirit, loving to roam around instead of stay inside all day. Her favorite place is the outdoors, loving to get her hands dirty in the garden, fishing, whatever. However, she isn't much of a people person, preferring the stretches of nature to people themselves. But when she has to be around people that she doesn't know, she puts on a graceful facade along with lots of finery. when outside, she is in normal clothes that she can get dirt, but while inside and around people she often wears kimonos and jewelry to keep up that facade of gracefulness. She often talks to plants because she has never had real friends. She is very forgetful and tends to appear as stupid and confused most of the time.

Backstory: Sakura is originally from one of the richer noble families of Minstrel, a family famous for their arts. All her life, Sakura had been pressured into painting, music, acting, anything that included the arts, that was proper for a lady of her status. But however she tried to get into one of the arts, she always found herself going back into the gardens to play or practice sword fighting. Eventually, she graduated from playing in the backyard on her lonesome to going outside and playing with the neighborhood boys. Eventually, her parents found out and punished her. They started watching her, making sure she didn't go outside. She was cooped up in their house all day, learning etiquette and other frivolous, unimportant things.  But whenever she could, she would go outside into the gardens and played with her swords.

Eventually, when she was 14, she managed to convince her two very opposed parents to let her take sword lessons. Begrudgingly, they agreed, and she began to take sword lessons. She learned quickly, and by the time she was 18 she was ready to enroll in Minstrel's fighting school. However, she dreamed of escaping her parent's grasp and going to Beacon Academy. So, through much begging and guilting, she managed to convince them to let her move across the ocean to Beacon Academy.

Weapons: Hyacinth and Jasmine 
Weapons Description: The two double katanas are very lovely, having flowers etched in on their gards. They can converge into one, neatly fitting into a scabbard across her back. They are very thin, light swords, though deadly in nature. She often equips them with dust to fight more effectively.

Semblance: Barrier
Semblance Description: Sakura can create an invisible barrier that can protect her and anyone behind her from danger. The barrier lasts for about 10 seconds, otherwise Sakura will exhaust herself. She can active the barrier in times of need, but it quickly depletes her aura.

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Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X3E2XK-NiQA&list=LLlPA-ZNALy_7vSMk1bNWvuw&index=67]

Savannah Churchill
 
When Savannah awoke from a nightmarish sleep, she found herself tangled with her blankets on the floor. "Damnit." she muttered under her breath. Thus began the process of loosening herself from the creamy, soft blankets, which did a good job of sandwiching herself into them. As soon as she was unentangled, she jumped up onto the tall vanity, giving her a chance to see herself.
 
Her blonde hair was impossibly curly and untamed, just like usual. Her bright yellow eyes stared back at her through the mirror, an angry look to them. She had not yet gotten used to that gaze of her own, no matter how many times she stared at it. The skin on her face was pretty dirty, she'd have to take a shower some time. Her eyes wandered to her body, and Savannah adjusted her gaze back to her face. She refused to look at that today.  

Without a second thought, Savannah leaped off of the vanity. She grabbed a loose fitting white sweater and a pair of black leggings from her duffel bag, and went out the door towards the bathrooms.  
 
After a well-deserved 30 minute shower, Savannah was in the cafeteria eating some salad. The salad was not her first choice, but after seeing the display of unhealthy foods she had chosen to pick the one that was not going to make her overweight. There were several other students in the cafeteria, but Savannah chose to sit on her lonesome. She hadn't been feeling like being around other people lately, mostly because of her anger. As for now she was able to keep her Stigma under wraps, but if anyone even said something that was even remotely insulting, that anger would most likely manifest in a horrible version of itself.
  
On that note, the cuff on her anklet began blaring so loudly, in less than a second she couldn't hear her own thoughts anymore. She plugged her ears, grinded her teeth, and screamed what was probably an inaudible scream due to the siren. Once the sirens died down to a still fairly audible screech, Savannah took a couple deep breaths, calming herself.  

Once she heard the announcements of Ms. Zhang, she fell silent yet again. Just as she had said, her cuff blinked green, and quite a few guards burst into the cafeteria. One rushed over to her and grabbed her arm rather forcefully, pulling her along. She wanted to do it, but she recognized that it was a bad idea to punch the woman.  
 
 *collab post, see  above in Angel's* 
 
Once the truck had stopped and Savannah was escorted out of the truck, she saw the full extent of the battlefield. She whistled, impressed yet frightened at the same time. It looked like the green team's monsters were the worst, what with spaghetti and meatballs charging directly at them. She took a small gulp, holding back the memories of her past that would be sure to assault her as soon as she stopped concentrating on the fight. 
 
Haring her battle assignments, Savannah stepped towards Aaron. She didn't quite like her designation as 'you' but she supposed it would do. Hearing Angelique's invite to lunch and her war cry, she smiled a bit. Lunch sounded fun. She spread her legs, ready to touch anything that would come her way. She was ready for combat.

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