Miyamoto Azusa

MiyaMiya. ^{A disgustingly cutesy version of her surname.}
Akuma. ^{Due to her personality.. Or is it just because it sounds like 'Azusa'?}
銃器の王女. ^{'Jūki no ōjo', literally meaning 'Princess of Firearms.' Idiotic.}

Woman

23

Arms Dealer
Part-time Hitman

5'5"

125 lbs

Athletic, slender. Not visibly muscular, lacking in feminine proportions.

◽ Agile
◽ Resourceful
◽ Pragmatic

◽ Grudge holder
◽ Flustered easily
◽ Money Driven

◽ Firearms
◽ Parkour
◽ Money handling
◽ Acoustic Guitar
◽ Drinking
◽ Drunk Fighting
◽ Target Shooting

With a nickname like 'Akuma', you'd expect her to be extremely merciless and downright evil. That would be half right. While she is merciless toward those who oppose her, she merely chooses to do things that benefit her or whoever her partner maybe. Often taking a neutral stance on things that don't involve her.

Some tend to describe her as 'greedy' and 'selfish'.. They'd be correct. Especially when it comes down to money. Azusa also has some sort of superiority complex that makes her think that she's better than almost everyone, thus she hardly trusts anyone that she meets thinking that she could probably do anything better than them. However such things are easy to work through, it just takes a little bit of proof.

Interestingly, Azusa had always been a quiet student, often seen as a 'model' student. She was part of Gymnastics club and was generally liked by most people, despite the fact that she almost never spoke to them. However, behind this 'perfection' lay a broken background. Her father was a drug dealer and her mother was an accountant for the Yakuza. Azusa would come home to scenes of drug addicts shooting themselves up, getting high and sometimes overdosing. Needless to say, her relationship with her parents was almost non-existent. Her mother was the only one who ever said anything to Azusa, and it was always about becoming an accountant for the Yakuza, following the footsteps of her mother. Azusa didn't really go against what her mother said, the girl didn't have any aspirations, thus having her mother decide her future made things easy on her. Over the years, Azusa's strange obsession with firearms began to develop as her father fuelled it with random guns he'd take from overdosed, deceased drug addicts. A father's way of contributing to his daughter's life.

It wasn't until she was in her final years of high school, when she started getting involved in the Yakuza's business. On her way home from school after a late night at a cram school, she witnessed an arms deal go wrong. The men she recognised as the Yakuza were shot down by their clients. They spotted her and tried to silence her by force, however they didn't think that she'd have a gun of her own. A silenced pistol given to her by her father. That night, she experienced her first kills. Strangely she didn't feel any remorse.

Upon arriving home with the arms cache, she explained to her mother what had happened. Her mother decided that there was no turning back. Her daughter had joined in on their 'activity' prematurely. Some might say it's a rash decision to make a high school girl an arms dealer, but to her mother, there was no better choice.

Throughout the years, Azusa's personality began to show itself. As she grew older, she became more lively but also more cynical. Although she's still not quite good at 'socialising', thus she gets flustered about strange things.

Although she was a well known and respected arms dealer in her circles, there were still those who despised her because of the way she handled business. One night, a deal fell through. The client made one unreasonable offer after another. The deal was called off, but a shootout started. With efficiency, she took down the aggressors, but it was all a set up. She unknowingly pissed off someone that she shouldn't have. Her home was burned to the ground and her parents were slaughtered. Azusa received a mysterious text from an unknown source, informing her that she was going to be erased. She knew what that meant, and she wasn't about to lie down and let it happen. Guns in cases, locked and loaded, she get into her car and drove off into the night.

If you think this girl is going down without a fight, you're dead wrong.

Sarah Takumi.

Sarah
Lipstick ^{\\ Likely due to the bright shade of pink she always wears.}

Female

26

Private Chauffeur
Housewife

5’4”

128 lb.

Athletic. ^{\\ Works out every day with a long morning run to maintain her figure.}

Mental Map ^{\\ Having worked as a chauffeur for a variety of high-income individuals, Sarah knows how to get to pretty much anywhere.}
Road Sense ^{\\ Chauffeurs for certain individuals need to know when they’re being followed and how to lose a tail. Sarah excels at this, and can nearly always shake a tail given enough road.}

Road Rage ^{\\ Tick her off, and Sarah will fly off the handle. She has crashed a handful of vehicles due to this.}
Wildcat Fighter ^{\\ Sarah is untrained in any sort of hand-to-hand combat. That’s why she has her gun. However, she will claw your effing face off if she can get past your defenses.}
Family ^{\\ There are few people important to Sarah, but those she considers her family come before anything else, even her own life.}

Driving ^{\\ All vehicle types. Although she is not a partier, Yamato might have raced her a few times on the streets, either at night or during the day.}
Handguns ^{\\ Always carries a pistol for self-protection, despite it being illegal. Probably bought from Azusa.}
Tea. Amazing tea. ^{\\ You have no idea until you’ve tasted it}
Situational Awareness ^{\\ Always checking over her shoulder, knows who and what is around, as well as where the exit is}
Arcade games ^{\\ Don’t challenge her. You won’t win. Even if you somehow beat her in the game, you won’t come out a winner}
Recent research on tasteless, odorless poisons ^{\\ Did I mention how good her tea is?}
Bilingual ^{\\ Had a Japanese father and American mother. Can speak English with only a slight accent. Qualified to teach English as a second language.}

Despite being a hothead, Sarah is usually extremely professional when it comes to dealing with clients. She often compartmentalizes her feelings on the job, but there are lines that should not be crossed. Off the job, Sarah treats most people kindly, right up until they piss her off. Once that happens, there’s no telling what she’ll do to them.

The daughter of a Japanese businessman and an American mother, Sarah always felt caught between two cultures her entire life. Her Japanese side tried to turn her into a demure gentle person, while her American side influenced her individuality and spontaneity. You can guess which side won out in the end.

Sarah studied for an English Teaching degree at the University of Tokyo at her parents’, but it was never her passion. Instead of following through on her studies, Sarah spent most of her time at a nearby arcade run by the Akiyama family. There she met a girl named Phoebe who interested her. After a few drinks and an intended one-night stand, Sarah seemed to keep returning to this girl. A second date turned into living together, which turned into a wedding at a nearby chapel. Sarah simply couldn’t say no to her.

Phoebe was excellent with technology, and her job kept her away from home most of the time. Eventually, Sarah figured out what it was that Phoebe actually did, and who she worked for. Sarah wanted in, and was eventually hired as a personal driver for various clients. She excelled at the work, and soon graduated to one of the top drivers for the organization. Her job only keeps her out of the house for a few days a week, and Phoebe brings home most of the income, but it's an enjoyable occupation for her.

One evening, Phoebe returned home from an ongoing job, tears streaming down her face. She explained that the client had gotten drunk and tried to make a move on her, casually suggesting that she wanted him dead. Sarah, being thoroughly unable to say no to her wife and guided by Phoebe’s suggestions, concocted a plan to put some poison in the tea she served her guests while driving them around. Phoebe delivered the tea to the client which did its job swiftly. Although they thought they had covered their trails, Phoebe’s hacking of the camera system ended up leaving the erasers right to them.

But hey, nobody’s perfect.

- Sarah can run quite a bit faster than Phoebe, but never actually tries to outpace her.
- Sarah’s #1 weakness is Phoebe. She trusts Phoebe implicitly and would die and kill for her. She’s already done the latter.
- Sarah was disowned by her father after he learned of her orientation. She still talks with her mother once in awhile, however.
- Phoebe will be posted by a certain Bliss later on today.

Phoebe Mei Akiyama.

- Phoebs _{It's a shortened version of her first name. Obviously.}
- Eury _{Her "work name".}

Female

25

- Manager at Tokyo Arcade

5’7”

134 lb.

Slim, feminine, but toned. Sarah makes her run in the mornings.

- Technologically savvy ^{| Hacking prodigy.}
- Psychology nerd ^{| Knows how to win people over with verbal + body language.}
- Resourceful + Conniving ^{| Evil schemes abound against those who threaten her.}
- Level headed ^{| Calculating + calm under pressure. Puts Sarah at ease.}

- Sarah Takumi + Kotori Akiyama ^{| The two most important people in her life.}
- Physically weak ^{| Phoebe is incapable of defending herself in hand-to-hand.}
- Heights ^{| Phoebe has a fear of unreasonable heights.}

- Video gaming ^{| It's in her blood.}
- Multilingual ^{| English, Japanese, Spanish}
- Walking thesaurus ^{| She knows a lot of words. It can get annoying.}
- Handguns ^{| Phoebs is a sub-par shooter, taught by Sarah.}

Phoebe possesses a quiet confidence, one that doesn't need a strong physical prowess to alert everyone of her presence in a room. She's sweet and charming, able to win people over with a silver tongue and a seemingly innocent demeanor. Phoebe plays nicely until she doesn't get her way; and then she becomes your enemy with a smile on her face.

Phoebe Mei Akiyama was born in Europe to a Japanese mother and a Spanish father who didn't stick around after the deed was done. Her mother had been abroad on some search for herself, trying to find some peace of mind (or something), and instead got pregnant. After learning of her pregnancy, Kotori Akiyama returned to Japan to be under the care of her family in Tokyo. Nine months later, Phoebe entered existence with that same quiet confidence that she possessed today.

An only child, she was spoiled by her grandparents, taught that she could have whatever she wanted. This mentality, mixed with a certain hunger to prove herself anyway, resulted in an abundance of toys and gifts, as well as a library filled with books she requested. Phoebe may have been overindulged as a child, but at least she made something of it; countless hours spent buried in books resulted in honors throughout her schooling, an expansive knowledge of random and useful topics, and eventually, the top position at the University of Tokyo in technology and computer sciences.

Phoebe had always been tech-savvy; it ran in her family. Her grandfather, also a technophile, owned an arcade near the University, and she was a magnet at his side whenever she wasn't in school or reading. As both she and her grandfather grew older, Phoebe began taking on more of the responsibilities of the arcade, and when he passed away, it was her turn to take care of his legacy. It was there that she met Sarah Takumi, the hot-headed and incredibly fascinating creature that she became taken with. She came out to her family, and while they disliked the idea of having a lesbian for their kin, they could never really say no to her. Much like Sarah, who - though originally opposed to the idea - agreed to marry her after a few years of living together.

Immediately following graduation from the University, someone had contacted Phoebe for her skills, offering money and security in exchange for embezzling money from banks or mixing the codes of some security in order to patch over a sketchy period of recording. Unable to say no to a challenge and opportunity like this, she signed on and began working for this mafia entity. Eventually Sarah found out about it, and signed on, as well.

Life was amazing for a while, with the two of them making plenty of money to live beyond comfortably. But a one-eighty could happen at any moment - something Phoebe took for granted - and it all went to shit after one job. A drunk client, sloppy and grotesquely unappealing, had called her in, which quickly turned into an attempted assault. Luckily, the asshole passed out from too much gin before he could do any real damage, but Phoebe's mind had been made from the minute he placed a dirty paw on her hip.

When she returned home to Sarah that night, tears were running down a face that had been stony just moments before she stepped through the doorway. Phoebe explained the incident and got Sarah nice and riled up, before gently proposing the plan she'd been brewing since she left the client's home. The next time she received a call from the scumbag, Phoebe came with a pleasant smile and offered him poisoned tea, courtesy of her wife. It worked; he was dead within a minute, and Phoebe had gotten her revenge. But karma was a bitch, and fucked with the hacking she had done to cover their trails through the camera systems. She could only guess that something had alerted security to an intruder in the systems, even though the cameras had gone offline.

Now she and her wife were on the run, and while there was a small voice inside of Phoebe that felt badly for ruining the life they'd had, the one shouting that it was worth it was much louder.

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- Phoebe cannot survive without Sarah (figuratively and probably literally, especially now).
- She drinks a lot of tea and doesn't drive too often (surprise, surprise).