Aodh

Birthday: January 17
Location: Tou
Favorite Color: blood red, silver
Favorite Food: soups and noodles
Favorite Subject: religion, swordsmanship
Likes: those who are loyal to her, Mmm… swords…
Dislikes: herself, men and couples “in love”
Hobbies: brushing up her skills with her kitana; studying dragons
Dreams: about what her life would have been if it wasn’t for that fateful day (read her history); that one day she will get revenge upon her parents for abandoning her
Lovelife: love is just glorified lust… trust her…
Family: she’s forgotten her family for the most part… her parents live who knows where by now, and her brother, Futago (“twin”) was murdered
Friends: People may try to befriend her, but let’s just say they all regretted it in the end… or died…
Strengths: she is quick on her feet (and with her mecha), she’s fit while looking delicate at the same time
Weaknesses: even her allies may be afraid of her at times when she goes into one of her fits; she can exert a high amount of energy in battle, but goes into a down time afterward, exhausting herself
Appearance: Raven hair falls to Karasu’s mid-back, strait and evenly cut with bangs reaching just above her eyelids. Her eyes hold a cold look to them, blackened by the pain she’s felt in life. She dresses in long robes of vibrant reds and deep purples, sewed dragons flowing throughout the art-like clothes. She doesn’t show much skin for fear that people will judge her by her scars. Underneath, there are marks of knifes… knives held by those men from her past, from a sword held by her brother, and even from those things mentioned held by herself. From first glance, she even holds herself in a way to say “get away, and stay there”, but she does welcome the company at times. –At times- is a very stressed pair of words there, though.
Personality: She isn’t really /evil/, per se… but more of… disturbed. One moment she can be nice and friendly, a little angel; however, give it time and she’ll be ready to bite your head off with anger, overcome with emotion. It is like she is taken over by some unknown force. This personality disorder doesn’t exclude anyone, being very bold in her words and actions, but choosy with what she says.
History: Up until she was 14 she lived in a poor, yet happy family with her brother and parents. Her brother was a twin to her, following in one another’s footsteps and both enjoying the same things. Their passion was in swordfighting, both sparing whenever they had a chance. Karasu was a much different person then, though. Her world ended when she was attacked by a group of males when her brother and her were off playing with their swords. Her brother was pinned down only yards away, left only to struggle and watch as she was raped and beaten when she resisted. They were too strong for her and her brother, but she refused to let them kill her without a fight. Karasu was able to get her sword in the traumatized moment and fight back, killing each and every person from the mob that attacked her. Unfortunately, in the confusion, she turned and fatally wounded her twin and other half. She held her brother’s dying body, the gang of men already in their afterlife around her, and she wept. Her parents found her like this, curled in a fetal position around the horrors. It was then that she woke, and her parents wouldn’t listen to her… they assumed she killed them all mercilessly, including her brother. She was banished from her home and life, left to fend for herself. The Tou family saw the strength she had, though, and took her in to be controller of one of the mecha.
Item: Her beautiful Kitana… or her brother’s old sword she’s very skilled in using. You’ll rarely, if ever, find her without it. Imagine this as a pillow when she sleeps, and you’ll get the picture.
Mecha Name: Aodh
Mecha Appearance: Karasu’s dragon mecha is relatively small, but no less powerful than the others. The main body of it is silver, but it glints a dark black of shadows over the eyes and extremities. The chest is a solid chrome, almost etched into the body, it seems. Claws, horns, and teeth are a sharp gold. Along the back of the Aodh mecha, a sinewy blackness of crooked spikes whirl, getting smaller around the edges of the tail and forehead. The wing span of the mecha is large, thick and obviously even that is strong, spikes gracing the edges of the wings every so often, the edges sharp.