I imagine we are being relatively loose with legitimacy and historical accuracy (though I try to be reasonable). With the GM's character at 5'8" and being described as "not the tallest person" I think it is safe to use modern/anime height ratios.
I edited my sheet too, aiming her from 4'7" to 5'0", since I advanced her age from 12 to 14. Figured it'd keep much of the child dynamic but still going into adulthood for some awkward bits.
Also apparently Gowi is forcing me to make him 18. Jeez, the anime hijinks.
No, but really I did suggest it because I think it’d add a really neat dynamic and I’m not just saying that to facilitate a sort of Yona obsession. I mean ultimately it is your character so I’ll have to deal with whatever. I mean my character will probably romantically attach to somebody before long enough and I did like a lot of the brainstorming bits we did while messing around on skype so...
“This task is of great importance. You know that- that’s why you are all standing here.”
Commander Sarada stood firm in the corridors of the meeting room, his eyes narrowed and arms firmly placed behind his back as he began to observe the motley group of individuals before him. A heavy sigh left him as his eyes moved off every one of the people before him: some were barely members of the ISF, barely qualified to be patrolmen and here they were seeking out a death wish for their own sense of revenge? This is all he got? There were barely two people he considered had been long enough to sneeze at. But then again, this wasn’t a desirable job so it seems they would have to deal with what they got.
Sarada cracked his neck as he spoke again.
“You twelve are the only people dumb enough to want to do this job, and while I’m not supposed to care this is still my operation and even if I am in direct control of your actions there will be consequences here to what you do out there. Remember that.”
The goal of this “off the books” operation was to declare a silent war against the Planet Trade Organization, the biggest galactic monopoly and criminal racket this side of Lord Slug’s Arpeggio Loyalists. How was it even possible that the ISF was stuck inbetween two ridiculously powered galactic warlords: warlords that had the power to utterly dominate planets and entire solar systems? No matter how skilled ISF specialists were they had nobody that could quite put up with such threats. Then again this perhaps was one reason why Mozukai had issued this silent war-- they couldn’t face down the consequences of “Lord” Frieza if he didn’t know they were against him. Sarada didn’t like it, but it was one of the few options they had; because if they didn’t stop Frieza nobody would.
“In a moment I will be dividing you into two squads: alpha and omega.”
Moving his hands away from his back he motioned to two rooms marked as lavatories.
“For those of you wearing ISF uniforms and equipment such as blasters, scouters, and identification badges: I need you to remove them from your person and put them in designated bins in these rooms behind you. After you do that you will notice a variety of plainclothes and attire more fitting to smugglers and bounty hunters including blaster pistols and short-range communicators.”
“When you’ve done that, I can answer any questions you have before we can get you on your starcraft and we prepare your launch to your designated planet-- and from thereon you are on your own. Understood? Good.”
As the group of operatives moved into the rooms Sarada looked to his left; through one of the viewing panels that showed the stars below and the current nearby planet: Ikonda. The homeworld of several scientists of the ISF, and one of the core worlds of the Yardratian Rim and a place he had… memories of. It only seemed fitting that such an important mission would be launched from the location. Heh.
“I am ready, sir.”
That was quick. Shelving the thought, Sarada turned to look to the voice as he noticed the Zunian… Tsubaki was the name as far as he remembered from the looking over of the operations dossiers. Apparently she was from Yellow Department, which was one of the reasons why he was surprised to see her assigned to this dangerous operation. Was being a clerk so boring you would take a suicide mission? or was it because of the PTO’s role in the sale of her homeworld? Hm.
“Good. I don’t imagine you have questions, do you?”
“You… don’t want to wait for the others? Sir?”
He chuckled, “Looks like bunch of ‘em are coming out now.”
Physical Description: With long black hair and standing at five foot even, Raremashita Kamiko stands over… nobody, really. Physically she hasn’t really been conditioned to run and especially hasn’t been trained to endure physically taxing situations like combat. On ceremonial occasions her dress can be even more extravagant and her hair can be strewn into a formal hairstyle but for the most part she prefers it long over restrained.
Skillset: At fourteen years of age it is no surprise that the skills Kamiko holds are not in great quantity. However, she does have an edge over many despite her ignorance of the world at large due to the fact she had never left her castle until the siege that set the Raremashita Clan ablaze; thus lending to a lack of knowledge and naivety of how her father had been running the realm, economic consequences, and peasant life in general. On the offset, Kamiko is not unintelligent as she appears to be just the opposite with skills of deductive reasoning, logical thinking, and degrees of knowledge strictly “restricted” to nobility. Physically speaking Kamiko is quick but weak, allowing herself a decent dexterity but nothing compared to a shinobi of even relative age.
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Perceptive
Quick
History: Born in the midst of winter in 1554, Raremashita Kamiko is the de jure heir of her clan and the lands of Hiroaki and for the majority of her life would never step foot away from her home at Raremashita Castle. She is the third child of her father, the first being her elder brother (Raremashita Toshiyuki, b. 1542) who was declared dead during the 2nd Gekido Uprising-- the second being her elder sister (Raremashita Makoto, b.1546) the wife of Torikku Tadao, a minor lord in southern Japan.
With several years of a difference between her older siblings, Kamiko was the unexpected child. When she was five years old a sickness grasped her mother, taking her away from the world. The sadness she felt was something she didn’t later learn could be filled with distractions such as games of the mind; which is where her affinity for thought and intrigue was immediately discovered. She continued to develop her intellect as time went on, but with her brother distant from her and her sister several provinces away it left her education on her heartbroken father and the scholars he had as retainers. This, of course, was one of the reasons for her growing ignorance and arrogance as the scholars would teach her one-sided philosophies and by proxy increase her ego and pride through pseudo-answers and superfluous compliments as well as half-truths.
It was then in due time that war finally came to Hiroaki as the consequences of the Gekido Uprising many years prior had finally re-emerged in the form of the lone survivor of the Gekido Clan. However, Kamiko thought nothing of another “peasant uprising” believing it to be something of no concern as the Gekido Clan had been handled before as she was told by her educators and family. During the war known as the 2nd Gekido Uprising the young girl found herself concerned with fueling her educational pursuits as well as continuing to win games of logic against her elders. Kamiko took no studies in archery, advanced martial arts, or weapon arts as she truly did believe such things beneath a future ruler like herself: the best weapon was the individual’s intellect after all… or so she believed. As the weeks turned into months, the shadows of the Gekido seemed more fierce than ever before, the realm began to shift. Kamiko returned to her studies and games, oblivious to what was coming.
Fire, smoke, and death: the war had finally come to Raremashita Castle, something that Kamiko had thought inconceivable. After all, what rabble could possibly infringe on her lands and take away her servants from her? She was angry but also quite afraid as the reality of an improbable result was upon her and her family, a reality that would take her brother's own life on that same day. Her worst fears and frustrations came true when she was called to her father’s chambers as his most trusted retainers stood there with eyes on her. She wasn’t stupid, knowing full well what was happening as she was forced to flee the castle. She didn’t shed one tear as she screamed in anger as fire consumed the castle and the siege against her family had concluded.
So it began.
Psychological Profile: Raremashita Kamiko is self-absorbed, arrogant, impatient, proud, egocentric, and naive to many things outside of her small comfort zone. In many words she is a stereotypical noble heir of Japan. However, as is obvious by the recent treachery by her clan’s enemies she is in a very precarious emotional state right now as she struggles with the pride of never showing weakness and the very emotionally devastating reality that everything she knows is gone with the people who cared for her; to skirt the line of anger, pride, despair, and hate is a psychologically taxing one indeed, especially for a child no matter how “mature” or “intelligent” they dare to attempt to seem.
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