sisters of shadow

Mamoru Michiko

The Taunting Cuntress

CEO of Foxguard Shipping Co, Assassin,
'Exotic' Alchemist, and Bandmate

Info and Hooks

Short Bio

Basic Info and Hooks
Short Bio: A strangly tall snake-like xaela from Hingashi who seems interested in only her own goals. Hard to read, but those moonlit hues are ever watching. Skin scaled more than most other xaela, but seems rather soft to the touch. Similar to snake skin even.
RP Themes: Mature, Dark, Crime, Romance, and More.Relationship Status: Meh
Sexuality: Sapphic Bisexual
Pronouns: She/They
Identity: Femme Fatale
Home: Kugane, Hingashi
Interests: Lead Singer/Guitarist of Not Sorry, Botany, Tobacco, Bartending, and.... whispers crime.
Occupations: CEO of Foxguard Shipping Co., Trained Shinobi/Assassin, Poison/Toxin Master, and 'Exotic' Alchemist.
Descriptors
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 165lbs
Race: Au'ra (Hingashi Xaela)
Origin Clans: Unknown
Eyes: Moonlit Silver
Hair: Shaggy
Feats: Judgey/Cunty expressions. Body covered in scars here and there along with piercings.

Gallery & Backstory Coming Soon

Mitsu Ichi

of Spirit and Shadow

Yakuza's Dog, Dark Arts Practitioner,
Alchemist, and Researcher

Info and Hooks

Short Bio

Basic Info and Hooks
Short Bio: A small dragon like xaela from Hingashi whose gaze holds no emotion. Hard to read, but those moonlit hues are ever watching. (For those that have aether sight and/or can read dark aura's, Ichi holds some nature and shadow like magicks about her person... somewhat volatile as her conflicting aethers are constantly at battle.)
RP Themes: Mature, Dark, Crime, Romance, and More.Relationship Status: Polyamorous
Sexuality: Sapphic Lesbian
Pronouns: She/They
Identity: Non-Binary
Home: Kugane, Hingashi
Yakuza Family: Mitsu ( Has been neutral for the last 10 years)
Interests: Guard work, Alchemy, Research, Magicks (Dark Arts mostly), Gardening, and.... whispers crime.
Occupations: Yakuza's Dog, Guard, Shinobi, Smuggler, Bartender, Alchemist, Ritualist, and Dark Arts Practitioner.
Descriptors
Height: 4'7"
Weight: 105lbs
Race: Au'ra (Hingashi Xaela)
Origin Clans: Unknown
Eyes: Moonlit Silver, Shadow/Void slivers swirl within every now and then
Hair: Long bangs, Spikey Ponytail. Deep Purple with Silver streaks and tips
Feats: Bored expression with a tone to match. Covered from ankle to neck in Hingashi(Yakuza) style tattoos. Body covered in scars here and there, with her back holds the deepest of scars that look to be of past... repeated... punishments of her adolescents.

Gallery & Backstory

Trigger Warning For All Stories Below:

Alcholism, Abuse, Dark Themes, Crime, and More.


All stories below can be found and read in Hingan from Ichi's personal journal, worn with years of writing and travel upon the leather.

Childhood

Will It Ever Get Better?:
It's raining again. My father and mother are fighting, but that isn't anything new... Luckily my siblings are asleep now. I miss Michiko. If she were here, I wouldn't be so lonely... wouldn't be in the rain just waiting for the voices to stop. Do you think I will ever get to see my sister again? Is Michiko safe? I hope she is okay. She would know how to describe this feeling... does she hear these voices?

What My Life Will Be Now:
I... I didn't mean to... I... He... I...
Master Mitsu said I was going to live with him now... that I was going to be his family... since... I lost mine...
I... I didn't mean to... I promise!
I can't feel anything. The voices are loud... and yet when they are quiet? There is nothing. Is this what it is going to be like now? I just have to be good, and I won't be in trouble anymore. Master Mitsu said I am -his- daughter now; which means everything. I never wanted to be a boy.
I'm not allowed to tell Lord Mitsu.
Lord Mitsu doesn't seem to like me too much. I just need to do my duty, and maybe he will consider me family too.


Shinobi Trained, Shadowed Voices

Training Through The Years:
Ever since I became a Mitsu, I was put through rigorous training... and Lord Mitsu had me undergo some... experimentation to see me better fit to be a Mitsu. The voices are not as loud now, and they listen to me it seems.
Master Mitsu sought to teach me his ways, and make me a proper Mitsu Shinobi. I am allowed to call him father when at home, but even then I don't think I am worth such ability. I don't think Lord Mitsu would ever allow me to call him grandfather. He rarely acknowledges me as a Mitsu, but I just need to prove myself. I -will- get stronger... I will prove myself a Mitsu. I have to, or I have nothing.

Will I Ever Not Know My Shadow?:
Lord Mitsu sent me further into the experiments. I find myself becoming one with my shadow... friends with it. It's as if the voices become my shadow, and now we are suppose to work together.
Always following me... guiding me... I believe they will always be there. Will I ever be able to hide... even from my own shadow? Ever allowed my own thoughts? Ever allowed to be... alone?
I thought the voices were something hard enough to deal with... but now they've come to life. And this is something I cannot simply be rid of.


Yakuza Guard

Punishment for Family Failure:
Despite my best abilities... I've failed Lord Mitsu. I accept my punishment to come. Even if my father must disown me. Send me away. I was suppose to watch her... Lady Mitsu. Lord Mitsu's wife. My... grandmother.
She was always nice to me, but only when behind closed doors. That was how things were to be... I was but an adopted Xaela in the Mitsu family. Even Lord Mitsu allowed the family blacksmith to make me blades from the rare ore I was sent out to find within the deep mountains of Hingashi. It... meant everything to me. Even after all he had done to me... even after what he was about... to do to me for my failure to protect Lady Mitsu.The Mitsu Lounge:
It had been only a few months since Lord Mitsu has passed, and father took over as the head of our family. A new act of neutrality was inacted upon our families. We were to not interfere with other Yakuza families, and to safe guard our new underground lounge and bar as a neutral grounds for those of our kind. Those of the underworld. Corrupted cops, yakuza, black market traders, and the like were all welcomed here.
I was tasked to guard from the shadows. Protect our dancers and staff from those who... may get a little too much sake in their face. Enforcing our rules of neutrality within these grounds. I shall not fail again. I cannot fail...


Dark Arts Practitioner and Alchemist

Embracing My Shadows:
As the years go by, and the voices and I work in tandem, I have come to push myself deeper within the void and shadow. At my own want... and desire. Finding darker... restricted research... alluring, and the only thing that seems to elicit interest from that of myself and the voices.
I fear I may lose myself to the void one day... I must stay in control. Even as the voices lash out against me. So long as I keep my emotions disconnected as they have been since that one night... I should be able to keep the voices in check.

Madame Sana and The Hingashi Mountains:
I was given time to go off on my own for once... allowed... I believe this is what people call... a vacation? Regardless, my books have told me of an old woman deep in the Hingashi Mountains that could likely teach me more on Alchemy. I can only go so far in my Dark Arts research without the knowledge of alchemy and herbs. I must know more.
After a moons search... Madame Sana finally revealed herself to me... and well, she was not what I had expected. A bit unorthodox I must admit, but I must endure... learn. I cannot make sense of her ramblings, but I am sure I can figure it out.I finally understand Madame Sana... I see her value now. A lesson I did not see, it has been several moons now, and I just now learned the most valuable lesson from her. Learned to not just see things as they are... Interesting.


Hiriko and Ichi

The Woman Who Caught My Gaze:
Years ago, I would normally never show myself outside my post within the Mitsu Lounge, a neutral grounds for those of the underworld to come, lounge, drink, and mingle safely among themselves. My father, now leader and lord over the Mitsu family these past few summers now, has not only made our family neutral... but tasked me with watching over the shadows here. Then... I met Hiriko... Hiriko Kimura was her name now, another family the old Mitsu Lord would often aid. I had watched her for some time... Memories of class at our private school flash through... Arrogance is all I can remember.... and yet, for some reason... I wanted to show myself. I never thought myself worthy of her gaze, but she gave it to me. And I didn't realize at the time... she would give me... so... much... more....

Will I Never Be Able to Walk Away from Her?:
Years had past, and somehow Hiri and I always found ourselves back at one another... Why did she never grow bored of me? I've seen plenty be tossed aside by her when they come to annoy... or bore her... but why me? What did I have to offer that interested her so? Regardless... I cannot let her become bored of me... I must continued to follow after her. But... I knew myself... I knew some day that I would have to leave and not come crawling back as my heart suddenly beat when I saw her... I knew she did not take up lovers... nor do I think she ever will.
--It has been a year... and we found each other again... I am already falling back in line... her hand upon my leash like the dog I will always be. And yet, it is a motion welcomed by my heart. My heart that was once voidless... my strings cut of my emotions. This time around... a few strings have reattached, and a fire has lit within me... I... I will follow wherever she goes. I cannot help it... I will never be able to walk away from her... ever.