Age
17. “Though to my frustration I’ve been called younger.”
Gender
Female. “Feel free to check. Do something while you're down there though.”
Orientation
Bisexual “It's all the same in the end.”
Sign
Sign of the Wolf. “Apparently I was born under the wolf. It’s… pretty fitting.”
Power
Those born under the sign of the Wolf are gifted with the ability to talk to animals.
Weakness
This character has animalistic mannerisms; most notably an aggressive fierceness that may scare others away.
Personality
"You're all nosy little bastards aren't you?" Akino has always been a rather blunt, perhaps even crude person. It's never been said to her face, due to his interactions with large gangs and the 'wrong' people. Hanging with these people has turned his demeanor into something rather distorted. Judging quickly, letting no one even close to her. "At arms length. Just close enough to kick." Though he might seem rough, she does his 'best' to not to kill anyone. You would be surprised how many close calls she's had. Unless they try to do anything she dislikes. Such as grabbing. "...I hate clingy people. All of them." Akino does have a soft side, but it would take exceptional patience to find such a side. Perhaps even careful planning.
Likes
♥ Being alone.
♥ Being with people he can stand, or even likes.
♥ Running, physical activity in general.
♥ Fighting, Sparing, dangerous or otherwise.
♥ Power.
♥ Napping, sleeping, relaxing. When the time is 'appropriate'.
Dislikes
X Whimps.
X 'Giver upers'.
X Losing people he cares for. (Currently Invalid)
X Slow music.
X To much kindness.
X People trying to touch her. In anyway.
History
"History? Such a bland story." Or to Akino it was a bland story. The gangs, the blood fighting just became like a routine for her. Making sure she didn't get hit where people could see. Hanging with guys and becoming a regular tomboy. Life was rather normal. It changed rather quickly when Akino found that they had to move.
She couldn’t stand the idea of losing everything she had known. And rebelled. It was less of a rebellion than her running away into the night. Leaving only a note of “Goodbye.”Akino vanished to a group of her friends. Moving far away from her family, and the throbbing feeling that everything would ‘work out.’ In a way it did.
A single night after leaving, ‘Fate’ appeared. Whisking her away to hopefully something a lot less complicated. She dreams now of peace. Being alone with animals she may or may not make friends to. Only regretting she couldn’t bring along Fluffles to keep her company.
Other
"I constantly have bags under my eyes. Not that you should know that. Just saying." Akino usually has a more down drawn state from her constant physical activity and refusal to slow down.
Playing God
I can't make my own decisions
Or make any with precision
Well maybe you should tie me up
So I don't go where you don't want me
You say that I've been changing
That I'm not just simply aging
Well how could that be logical?
Just keep on craming ideas down my throat
Woah
You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger I might have to
bend it back
And break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger I'll point you to
the mirror
If Gods the game that you're playing
Well we must get more aquainted
Because it has to be so lonely to be the only
one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion but it's one that I
believe in
You don't deserve a point of view
If the only thing you see is you
Woah
You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger I might have to
bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger I'll point you to
the mirror
This is the last second chance
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm half as good as it gets
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm on both sides of the fence
(I'll point you to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret I'll hold you to it
I know you don't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger I might have to
bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger I'll point you to
the mirror
I know you won't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger I might have to
bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger I'll point you to
the mirror.