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Character Name: Neyomi koji {ねよみ 孤児}
Age: 17
Sex: female
Race: human
Bio: living most of her life alone in the slums, she somehow survived in amongst the horrors of the underground. never knowing her parents or how she came to the slums in the first place she just accepted these things as truth, she was there, the slums were home, and that's how things are supposed to be.
Alliance: Underground
Abilities: natural strength and speed, from growing up in the slums
Anything else: she fights using a tanto (katana style dagger) though the weapon look a little worn and old, it is still quite reliable. the sheath is bound with plain black leather with an embossed rose near the top. She wears it on the back of her belt.
Appearance(s):

First bakery post
Licking some stray icing off her fingers, Neyomi flipped the sign in her window to show OPEN in a colorful and cute font. She had managed to scrape together her life savings and buy this little building in the western district of the city. She had lucked out as far as she was concerned, the cemetery was a fair distance away, obscured by other buildings and she was located only one street off from the main street coming into the western area. She had then worked extremely had for several weeks refurbishing and painting the old building. Most of the decor was in her two favorite colors, pink and black. After the building was done she began filling up the displays with delicious looking cakes and pastries. She didn't really care weather other people came in and bought them or not, she was just happy to be able to make them. She walked back to the counter and picked up a tray off her newest creations, cute little cupcakes with a thick layer of light pink icing and colorful sprinkles. Placing them in a shady and cool spot on the windowsill she hoped they would provide some incentive for people to come into the shop. Walking back to her chair behind the counter she sat down and pulled out her Ipod.