Name: Mika Hayashi
Sex: Female
Age: She likes to keep people guessing. A hint? Between 16 and 35.
Physical Appearance: Mika makes the effort to look good. She doesn't like the feeling of being underdressed and so has made every situation her own, personal catwalk. Mika is tall and thin, with rounded shoulders, a small face and doe eyes. A model without a show, is the preferred term for Mika, as she hasn't the time for petty posing. Her skin is pale, whether this is natural or not you'll never know for sure, her lips are small, red and pouty― covered in always the perfect colored lipgloss. Her hair is short, curled around her neck like a black mass of smooth ink. You may find a freckle or two across Mika's nose but never would she let you get that close to find out.
Personality: There is a tale of three Japanese warlords as they wait for the bird to sing. The first one told the bird, "if you do not sing, I will kill you." The second warlord said, "If you do not sing, I will make you sing." And finally, the last Warlord said in a quiet voice, "if you do not sing, I will wait for you too."
Practice makes perfect, and Mika strives for perfection. She is intelligent, coy and anything if not manipulative. She has a way of doing things, and all hell will break loose if this is not followed― Mika hates leaving things up to chance. If one does not go her way then she will wait, then she will force it to go her way― blackmail is a personal favorite. Mika has an ear for gossip, she finds no harm in spreading the secrets of the less fortunate and has a collection of secrets that are stored in her mind, and an array of insults that can put anyone back in their place. Mika likes this sort of power, no one dares to disrespect Mika. She has little time for human company and obsesses over her library and knowledge rather than 'friends'. If anything, Mika is a coloring in, on the verge of being outside the lines.
Background: Mika had an okay childhood, nothing too extravagant or off the edge. Her parents were extremely religious and so she grew up in a house of prayer, where a word out of place equaled you being left on the streets. It was a strict home but loving nonetheless, and despite the constant obsession and devotion to God Mika found her parents fun people to be around. Skip a few years and Mika kissed her first boy (she was 15), she didn't exactly like it but decided that all he needed was practice and proceeded to teach the Grade 9 boys how to kiss properly (they were all thoroughly excited). Another few years and Mika was in University, she became a journalist but grew sick of the unintelligent people. Five years ago she started her library― a collection of rare and unparallel books, which soon became a home for the weird, the wonderful and a hint of gossip here and there.
Other: Mika is a closeted homosexual, so don't mind her staring at your ass from time to time.
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Author Games: Red Room
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