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Akira Kuraishi

"U-Um..."

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a character in “Soul Eater: New Beginning”, as played by ChaoticInsanity

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-Age: 1337
-Gender: Female
-Weapon/Meister/Witch/Teacher: Witch 2/Meister
-Partner: Taisha Dokidorie

-Description: One initial thing you notice about Akira is her monochrome-ish appearance. Her pale skin is surrounded by her short, black hair which she uses to partially cover her eye. But, other than her face and hands, she scarcely shows any other skin. This is due to the innumerable scars that cover her small figure. Years of abuse from her mother is what permanently etched them into her skin. She was often bullied about them as a child, and has concealed her defacements since then. She even has a few scars on her neck.

Akira is generally a shy individual, the only exception being when she's fighting. She becomes fiercely competitive, but prefers to never be the center of Regarding her clothing, that consists of a pair of black fishnets, and black knee-high combat boots, as well as the dress in the image. She also sports a pair of black finger-less gloves with a lace trim.

-Height: 4'10"
-Hair Color: Black
-Eye Color: Black

-Skill(s)/Ability(s):
Meister: Akira has the ability to wield an individual who has the power to transform into a weapon.

Soul Protect: Since she's a Witch, Akira has the ability Soul Protect, which allows her to have her soul concealed from those who are able to see them. She has this active constantly, as everyone would probably freak out if they knew there was a Witch among them.

Dragon's Element/Conjure Dragon: Like a Dragon, Akira has the power to wield any element of her choosing, but unlike a Dragon, she can use it however she likes, and can only use a couple elements. These elements are Fire and Shadow. Though, she is just now learning how to wield Fire. Conjure Dragon allows her to create a medium sized Dragon to fight for her. The latter of these powers drains her of energy very quickly though, so she is unable to use it very often.

As well as that, Akira is quite adept in hand-to-hand combat, and is also quite agile.

-Personality: Akira is an extremely shy, yet also competitive person. Her shyness is due to the fact she was beaten by her mother as a child, and the bullying that ensued because of her scars and her status as a Witch. On the other hand, when she battling, you better back up, as she makes for quite the deadly opponent. Furthermore, she utterly enjoys the feeling of winning, but will accept her losses humbly.

Despite her shy nature, she's quite persistent in getting what she wants, and very independent when it comes to decision making. She will not be persuaded by others' desires, unless it's something she actually wants to do. She's also a bit spunky and sarcastic when she decides to open up and stop being so timid.
Akira also has an awfully short temper, gets angered quite easily, and has a passion for revenge, in addition.

But, in spite of all that, Akira yearns to one day become a very powerful Meister.

-Bio:
Well, as a child, Akira was beaten by her mother. Which, of course, led to further bullying. You see, before her mother started to abuse her, suspicions had already aroused that she was a Witch. Her classmates would threaten her with matches and lighters, which she was afraid of at the time, exclaiming, "Burn the Witch! Burn the Witch!"

Although she was teased and threatened, her fellow students daren't lay a finger on her, as they were afraid she'd use her "evil magic." But, ultimately, with all the abuse and bullying she had suffered, Akira just snapped. She ended up using her "evil magic," abolished the school, and usurped her mother's authority over her by murdering her, to put it bluntly. She did much more than murder her, though. Akira tortured her mother just as she had tortured her, for she absolutely loved revenge.

Subsequently, she ran away and discovered the DWMA, which she decided to infiltrate and use as a means to get back at her wretched classmates, even if most of the students there didn't even know her. But, Akira couldn't care less about that fact.

-Other: AMWD!

So begins...

Akira Kuraishi's Story

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Akira stood outside the familiar restaurant, "Death's Diner." She'd been here a few times before and the food was relatively good. But, she debated with herself on whether she should enter or not. Suddenly, her stomach emitted a low, audible grumble, which was the answer she needed. And, without a second thought, she entered.

She soon regret her decision as she glanced around and caught a glimpse of a few students she recognized from the DWMA, though she couldn't seem to recall their names. Please don't notice me... She thought, cussing under her breath. Apprehensively, Akira kept her head low and seated herself at a small table tucked away in the corner, hoping the others hadn't observed her. A quite fatigued looking waiter soon came over and then asked what she would like to order.

"Umm... F-Funnel cake, I guess.." Akira answered timidly.
"That all?" She nodded slowly with a small, "..Mmm hmm," and subsequently shot a glance at the students students she recognized after the waiter had departed.. Puzzled as she tried to recollect their names, she decided it was a pointless pursuit and idly stared of into space, crossing the threshold into her own little world full of her gory, macabre fantasies. A faint smile etched itself into her lips as she enjoyed the images portrayed in her twisted little mind.

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Before....After.....Currently.....Darkness.....Red.....Black.

This was what Alistair saw when he closed his eyes. He never thought much about it, but he had lost allot of memories. Meeting Howler once more got him to think of how he had come to be a so called demon inside of the body of the Silverking families males. He wasn't always as bad as they depicted him. There was once a time where he was good. He worked hard for piece and fought against the witches who made him. However, back then he didn't know he was made from the witches. He didn't know all along he was fighting the people who he could've called family had the situation differed. Still, that wasn't the cause of his anger. Was it his love, who was injured during the battle against Asura? No, that didn't seem to be it either. Maybe that was the starting point, but that sure wasn't the breaking line of his mentality. Even while he gazed in awe at Lord Death, a man who he came to admire, seal the the maddened man inside his own skin, he still didn't think of anything but doing good. Thinking of it all, there was nothing really wrong with him. Was it wrong to get rid of evil by using any means necessary? Death did so, so why couldn't he. It was hypocrisy. He came to realize that even Death may have been evil. A new leader was needed. For this they said he was infected by the madness and was in a trance. He was even given the first tests of black blood by a witch whom he secretly worked with. Of course maybe this was his downfall. He killed her in the end of course. Why wouldn't he.

Damn

His thoughts were wrapped in circles. None of that were things he cared about. Silverking. The name of the boy he laid dormant inside of. His family name. What caused him anger then wasn't anywhere close to what caused him anger now. There was no need to remember. Now was the time to remember what angered him currently. His own partner. Forced inside of his body and taking over, overriding his soul control of the body in the process. Staying with the woman he loved and having the children that he wanted to have. Leon was his way out. The boy was easily influenced. Not only that, but the boy helped him remember. He helped him remember that they were the same. They were both related...

Listening to Muzai's story, Leon's face went into a more worrisome look. "I didn't know... Sorry for asking." Once there food arrived, he was happy to see that the smorgasbord of food made the girl happy. Not only that, but Roxie seemed happy too.

β€œHey, Li-Li, you're family is, like, really... reeeaaally huge. Huh?” Roxie asked.

"Yeah I guess. It's not really that big if you think about it. Didn't you have two siblings and two parents. It should be the same number."

β€œCan I see them sometime?”

Leon almost coughed on his food. "W-what?" He looked at the ceiling imagining how much fuss his family would make if they knew he had a partner. Not to mention that his partner was a girl. It didn't sit right in his head. "Um... Maybe that's not a good idea. Let's think about it, okay."

Just then at that moment, maybe the same moment Alistair got out of his trance, Leon's stomach began to flex in agony. "Bleegghh." The sound of hacking could be heard from the boy as he coughed into his hand. "BlegHHHGHG" A second revolution of hacking with this time bringing wet liquid falling into his hand. Glancing at it, he saw that it was a distorted color. It wasn't the clear reminiscent color of spit or the red vile liquid of blood, but instead, the black sorrowful liquid which he had recognized from his past. Closing his hand he pushed himself away from the table, forgetting he was in a wheelchair and slid back to the table behind him, causing him to fall to floor which made him cough up more blood. The apparent blood was on the floor now for everyone to see and he stood there for a second looking at it in horror. In an instant, the music came into his head at full strength, playing the broken chords on a violent. It was just like a grade school orchestra recital. He held his ears bathing his hair in black and slowly stood up, ignoring the pain coming from his stomach. He glanced and saw a black haired girl. It embarrassed him even more. He needed to leave. He was suffocating in this place. Pushing off with his feet he ran outside the restaurant and darted down the street, holding both his mouth and his stomach. He ran and ran, trying to escape the sounds, trying to get away from the torment he was feeling. He ran into an alley way and fell over some of the trash cans along side the walls. Breathing heavily he sat himself up to a leaning position alongside the walls.

"Leon." The familiar voice called. "It's time Leon."

"No. I don't want this." The boy whispered. "Not now. Everything's different. I have friends now. I'm not alone anymore. I-I don't need you."

"That may be true. But alas, it's inevitable how things turn out. If you go to sleep, I'll take all the pain away. Let me help you. Let me take you away from your pain."

"No.....Noo. Nooooooo!!!!!"

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Akira was suddenly snapped out of her thoughts as the pounding of footsteps made her head jerk to towards the door. She saw the silver-haired guy from before sprinting right out the door, and noticed the black blood that stained his hands. He was immediately followed by the two red-head girls.
Black blood..? Akira wondered, contemplating on whether she should go after him just to see who he even was.

Deciding she'd rather not, as hunger had become quite a nuisance to her, she looked towards the door yet again as the clack of sandals now disturbed the quiet. The sound was actually quite irritating. She seated herself not far from Akira, and Akira recognized who this was. She remember her name being Taisha, or something of the sort, and had recalled seeing her around the DWMA, thought they had never spoken.

Not long after, Akira received her food and heard a female voice, which was no doubt Taisha's, complaining about something.
"My order is make the writing on this inadequate menu BIGGER." She heard, "honestly, the font size is too small and I have perfect 20/20 vision. Food isn't everything!"
Actually, she does have a point there, the font WAS a bit small.. She mused, subsequently beginning to eat her funnel cake, especially enjoying the sweetness of the powdered sugar. She's always a secret fondness of sweet foods. Quickly finishing the cake, she found it not as filling as she would've preferred, and so she ordered a second one, as well as a few cupcakes, now craving sugary things.

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"Well, I'm heading out! Going to get myself in the usual trouble and what not!" Taisha announced with a backhand wave to thin air as she stepped outside the door with a handbag over her shoulder that carried her wallet to buy the goods for everyday living. As she headed in the direction of the marketplace, her eyes' gaze was intensely focused on the ground more than usual. It was odd of Taisha as she was usually booming with confidence and staring the world right in the face ready to face it and yet now, she was full of.. uneasiness.
Taisha barely knew Akira her new partner, but it had all happened so fast and as a weapon she required a wielder. It felt like an obligation or a duty to partner up with somebody to make the use of her abilities but it still didn't feel quite right. I guess it's because I barely know anything about her at this point.. it's not an easy decision I made. Something also feels off. Taisha was more colourful for one thing than Akira, the girl flaunting dull monochrome while she stood out of the crowd with a different fashion. Not that Taisha had anything against the girl mind you, had she- she wouldn't have partnered up to begin with. It was just a discernible difference in tastes. It made them look like complete opposites at first sight but she knew partnerships took time and experience to fully develop and that the cover of a book doesn't reveal everything.

Taisha tilted her head to the side and started sniffing the air at the smell of good food, having been so lost in her thoughts she didn't realise she had reached the marketplace already. "Alright then!" She punched a palm and made demanding eyes with a shopkeeper. "Give me." Taisha's finger started to wag in the air before she pointed to a bunch of things with haste. "1 of these, 3 of these, 4 of these, 2 of these and 1-2-2-3-1-3-1-6 of each of those!"