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Tentative Character Profile

Hibari “Akari” Anegawa

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Age: 21
Race: Au Ra
Sexuality: fighting bisexual 
Personality: passionate, diligent, hotheaded, obnoxious, quarrelsome, stubborn, playful & dauntless.
Likes: training, Far Eastern cuisine, fish, tea, winning, swimming, shopping, feathers
Dislikes: condescending types, losing, the cold, heights


Hibari is the third eldest child (of eight) to the Anegawa family of Doma. They Anegawa used to be a prominent warrior family that has served as retainers to many Doman lords for many generations. Under the tutelage of her elders, she has been training for many years alongside her siblings to fulfill her role as a daughter of the Anegawa.

Despite being extremely disciplined and passionate about her duty, she often ran into trouble due to such as her own inability to cooperate with her siblings, lack of poise and almost any tactical skill,  leading her to pick a number of petty fights with anyone who would cross her. This had only contributed to her increasing feelings of inferiority compared to her siblings, who were (for the most part) much more highly regarded for their classic Anegawa temperament.  As her temper only worsened with age, she eventually got into a heated argument with the elders over their her perceived unjust treatment. After nearly getting herself exiled, she decided to leave Doma on her own terms, finding her family unworthy of her “prowess” as a warrior and retainer. 

Now at fifteen summers, she decided seek passage across the Ruby Sea in hopes of finding  a similar position in Hingashi. There, she quickly adopted the alias of Akari in a bid to reject her family and her connection to them. After struggling to make ends meet for a while, she eventually learns of the Samurai and quickly becomes engrossed in the style of fighting and way of life. She eventually is able to gain a position as a trainee after her relentless attempts to join (and countless rejections).

 There, Akari trains for nearly a year before catching wind of Doma’s fall to the Garlean army, and then the destruction of the Anegawa at their hand. After hearing rumors suggesting that a handful of Anegawa had survived the massacre and fled the City-State, she loses all drive to continue her training as a Samurai. This becomes quite clear to her masters, who to her surprise, suggested that she pursue these rumors in order to find peace. However, they warned that choosing this path could potentially close her off from returning to Hingashi until, due to the increased border restrictions around the Raen refugees. Reluctantly, Akari agrees, feeling she needed to gain some closure in terms of her family. 

After sneaking onto a ship of Doman refugees, who had been rejected asylum at hingashi, she begins her pursuits under the guise of a refugee.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.
We throw around the word never likes its nothing but a small rose petal. The word never is a doubled edged sword. On one side it says ‘I will never leave you’ and on the other it says ‘I will never love you.’
—  The Word Never