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She still looked at him warily; odd jobs that require two weapons, both of which were commonly used to slay people? Then again, factions were in war with each other so it made sense for people to leave their comforted areas with weapons. Maybe Seiko was just insane for leaving home without one.

"It seems like we have another in common- you're a wanderer by trade and I'm a wanderer by nature." The words just sort of slipped out of her mouth. But it was nice to know that he was an ally and not an enemy, else Seiko would have booked back home. Though, she wouldn't say aloud that she was a part of Takeda. Not very many knew aside from those who were actually in it.

"What brings you here? Your wanderings?" Because this wasn't a funnest place to be- not with all the merchants and their unruly behaviors.

Seiko always had a sharp eye for things- the makeshift sling was disconcerting because she wondered if there were any other injuries on him that he was hiding. For the time being, though, she offered a small smile before she began to lead to way to her small and humble abode. Quite cozy because she lived with two others, though with how early it was the two were likely still sleeping.

She passed through the main gates and, at the entrance, took off her geta, neatly setting them aside before her bare feet hit the cool wooden platforms; head looked over her shoulder to ensure he was following before she disappeared into the kitchen to start the tea. It wasn't his first time in her home so she figured he would settle himself nicely on his own. Ten or so minutes would pass before Seiko made her appearance: hair neatly tied up into a tight bun, holding a tray of two teacups with a kettle of her favorite green tea: smooth and perhaps a little bland in the taste of others, but perfect for herself. That she held with one hand; the other was a fairly large pouch.

"Will you allow me to look at your arm?" She asked because she grew up around two of the greatest physicians she knew. Asked because it was what she studied and longed to become herself; the reason why her home was so small was because she had a large garden to grow herbs and roots of all sorts that were useful for medicine. The pouch she was holding were needles of various degrees for acupuncture.

Seems like your life is headed in a good direction-- best wishes in transitioning into your next phase in life! See you soon, dood. (:

Say what? So there really were such things like magic? She stared at him as if he were speaking lies to her, almost wondering if he thought she was stupid. But then again, it wasn't possible for him to be an albino because of his eyes- ah, she wasn't sure what to think, now.

"...me too." She paused for a moment before giving a slight bow out of politeness- he was a stranger and she had spoken to him so informally that she was a little embarrassed, but the damage was already done. "I'm Tsukino Seiko, by the way. Thank you for speaking up."

He looked young and seemed young, and in a way he almost felt like kin to her despite her having just met him. It made little sense, but so did his story.

"So you were born like that? White hair and blue eyes?" Just to confirm; it was almost hard to believe.

"Yukimura-san?" she was pleasantly surprised. She hadn't seen him in the longest time, then again that was probably her own fault, for disappearing frequently and coming out at odd hours. She stood before him and bowed out of respect; as close as they were, he was still older and a superior.

A small chuckle, nodding her head- "You know me well. And yourself? Where are you coming from?" She was curious. His figure was hidden by a cloak; had he gone on a recon mission?

Mornings and nighttimes were her favorites. Mornings especially because of the thick fog that made it so easy for Seiko to blend when she wore all traditional white garb. There were stories in Kofu about a ghost, a woman who frequented the mornings and those were probably just sightings of Seiko wandering about. Usually she was alone, but in the distance she saw a figure-- the individual was still too far for her to see clearly. Wasn't sure if that person was a friend or foe; the latter was unlikely, but still... She approached, but with caution.

Name: Tsukino, Seiko
Nickname: Saico (Psycho)
Faction: Takeda
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 112 lbs.
Eye Color: Red/Pink
Hair Color: White

Appearance:


Personality:

• Modest and humble individual; prefers to stay in the background.
• Typically submissive to authoritative figures save in exceptional cases.
• Easily forms attachments with children and the injured, otherwise wary.
• Easy-going and sometimes motherly-like aura- slow to anger.
• Fiercely protective of those in her circle, almost to a fault.
• Saico (Psycho) derived when provoked; a rare occurrence and known to few.
• Has a sharp eye; usually fully aware of her surroundings- a silent observer.
• Strong wanderlust; frequently travels without warning to her superiors.
• Tough skin- not easily offended because of albinism.

History: Seiko was born an albino. Her biological parents had abandoned her and she was instead picked up by a couple who were unable to conceive. Her parents were doctors who specialized in herbal medicine and acupuncture. She was their little helper, often frolicking around the woods and mountain regions to find roots or spending hours in a garden to cultivate their own. Unfortunately, she could never spend much time outdoors because of her photosensitivity, especially to her skin and eyes- another reason why she preferred to stay indoors. She learned much by observing and, she speculates that because she was an only child, her father permitted her to study alongside him, to grow in knowledge. A curiosity to learn overpowered her desire to play with other children, and so most of her childhood was spent indoors beside her mother and father, tending to the injuries of both soldiers and civilians. Some thought of her as a blessing or a good luck charm because of her unique physical attributes; some saw them as a curse because of her demon-colored eyes.

Her mother had concern that she wouldn't be asked for marriage, but because she took after her mother when interacting with the injured, a high ranking soldier who was tended to eventually came back and requested for her hand in marriage. Initially her father had refused, insisting that she was to wed a scholar, but the soldier's persistence and ability to negotiate logically with her father made an impression: she would be protected and she would be taught- both physically and intellectually. She was thirteen at the time, not yet a woman and very much still a child. Though he visited often, teaching her skills in combat so that she would learn to defend herself, preparing her for the worst case scenario. She practiced in secret, honing her skills and abilities, sharpening her strengths to impress her husband-to-be whenever he would visit. It was unorthodox for a woman to learn combat, let alone be intellectually gifted. Then again, the very appearance of Seiko could be listed as uncanny.

Unfortunately, three months before the marriage, there was a raid in her village while she was on one of her quests searching for a root and nearly everything was in ruins by the time she returned. Much of what happened after is a black spot in her memory; she has no recollection of what she did until the day someone in the Takeda faction found her and took her in despite all the anomalies in her physique. Sixteen at the time, but twenty-one now.

Stats

Strength: 7
Dexterity: 11
Constitution: 9
Wisdom: 12
Spirit: 11

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Haha thank you all for the warm welcome. I actually speculate that I know maybe half the people here.

@date: Wait... I want a horse in the shape of a motorcycle...
Kitana: Yes! I'm still debating whether or not to use her though.