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Bakamono · (This post was last modified: 03-27-2013, 05:45 AM by Bakamono.)

Name: Mikako Takahashi
D.O.B: June 20, 784 A.S:
Height: 5' 10"
Eyes: Auburn
Hair: Black
Attire: Uniform
Classified: KNF Officer Record
Childhood:
Takahashi was raised on Kyushu by a humble farmer (Makoto) and his loving, if often absent, wife (Otsuka). With the industry failing, the takahashi family had turned to less honourable means to support
themselves.
Otsuka ran cargo for the hogosha, just simple items at first; h-fuel, engine parts. But as the market collapsed, Otsuka found herself more willing to start moving riskier goods. With Otsuka often away, Makoto
did most of the child rearing, and, as times got harder, he found himself in space, in a police craft; missing his family, and risking his life.
These forays from home left Mikako under her nanas care, and much to her own devices.
She would rush home from her delinquent exploits, to hear her fathers thrilling tales of terrible pirates, death defying stunts, and protection of the kusari people.
Both Mikako and her father were persistently plagued with worry for Otsuka, but she would always return home safely, and they would be there waiting at the dock, beaming and relieved.
Mikako was eleven when the nomad war shook the galaxy, most of what she heard was how gaijin would use kusari misfortune as an opportunity. The Takahashi family were forced to relocate, to avoid the alien terrors.
Parents:
812 AS december:
It was during a long patrol, that Makoto stumbled upon a transport coming out of the taus.
Scanners revealed that the ship was carrying illicit arms and artifacts. After asking the pilot to halt and identify, he heard a familiar voice, shot with static interference from the nearby star. The suspect ship engaged cruise, and he gave chase, after a trecherous chase through an asteroid belt, and 2 systems; Makoto eventually managed to disrupt the suspects engines, and destroyed it's arms. Upon boarding the vessel, he was struck dumb, as he was greeted by the lovely Otsuka; pointing a 12-gauge at his head:
"you fried my comms system honey: now i'm gonna have to use yours.."Otsuka was erratic: one moment apologising, the next, ordering Makoto to drop his weapon and cuff himself. After sending a coded wave, Otsuka tried to speak candidly with Makoto, on the nature of her work:
"I'm sorry Makoto, i'm just doing what has to be done, i can't afford jail time right now! Our daughter can't either! i'm going to have to leave you out here, i'll alert the police after i'm clear.." her speech was cut short as a freighter slid gracefully alongside the old transport. "i'm sorry i can't explain further, i still love you; please, do the Right thing and don't shop me in; for the sake of our daughter." Otsuka then pistol whipped her husband; who lost consciousness, whilst she began transferring her illegal cargo from the battered transport, to the new arrivals freighter, with the help of the arrival pilot.
It was hours later when a fellow officer came to Makotos' rescue. Time to think about his wife; he had always suspected that what she did was 'off-radar' but he never suspected how deep she was in.
When asked what occurred, Makoto admitted that a soft-curved-criminal got him by the balls, probably Gc or
dragons. Some fellas at the station laughed, others we're less kind. Makoto decided that he couldn't possibly risk such an encounter with his wife again, to say nothing of the shame he felt of being fooled for so long; the only option he could entertain, was getting away from her, somewhere he could work for long stretches, and attempt to regain his honour; the military.
Mikako and Otsuka saw Makoto for one more tension filled week, before his papers came through. He spent this week trying to make up lost time with his daughter, and pretending that nothing had happened; but when his eyes met Otsukas', the spoke of betrayal. That evening Mikako heard her parents screaming at each other one last time, and he father left for service.
813 AS: It was weeks later, in when Otsuka was on world, that they received the news: A stern looking woman in uniform stood in their dining area, bearing a white sealed envelope; they both knew what it meant, and immediately broke down. Tears ran red streaks down their faces, and Otsuka beat her forearms 'gainst the sturdy messenger: wailing and denying the fact that her husband was lost to her forever. Mikako was a well of greif, she couldn't move, except for the twitching one suffers when sobbing in grief. A week later the funeral was held, a formal affair, Mikako stared at the stern faced uniforms through a sheet of tears, scarred, composed, noble: these were the officers her father had been, these were the pieces of her father that remained. As she looked to the her fathers cask, floating in space, the cannons consumed his remains in one incandescent moment, as the crowd shielded their eyes from the light, Mikako could swear she saw her father out there, ethereal; smiling down on her, and protecting her still.
Otsuka and her daughter coped as best they could, Mikako took her flight lessons, and ran hfuel to the taus and liberty. It was during these long moments in space, alone, that she could hear her fathers' voice, like background comm traffic, soothing and comforting her, if not a little eerie. But things weren't the same since father died, and so Otsuka and Mikako grew further apart, both unable to shake the uncomfortable stigma: Otsuka blamed herself, and feared her daughter would find out what had transpired, whilst Mikako saw her mother become more withdrawn and melancholy. One long haul trip, Mikako heard her fathers voice a little clearer than usual, he said "don't blame her for this; it's not her fault. O, Otsuka if i could have known, if you could have told me.." he faded out, as usual, as though Mikako was hearing his
thoughts given voice. It was then she decided to make sense of this, so she finished her run, and stopped at the nearest officers bar.
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Mikako often muses upon what her father says, and sometimes she thinks that he joined the navy: knowing that he would die; that it was the only honourable way out of a bad situation. And what was it her father had been trying to say about her mother? That she has somehow wronged father?
And of course, Mikako holds a gutful of hate for bretonia; effectively a nation that took her father away. She'd like to take ten-fold what they took from her.
She believes in Kusari superiority and dominance, and holds to her fathers virtue of honour. As Mikako follows her fathers footsteps more closely, his ghost becomes more tangible to her, and the further she slips from those moral standards: the fainter his voice and image become. Of course she won't voice this to other citizens, but she does keep a data-locked diary, in which her references to him are vague, much like his input and appearances.
Experiencing a bit of a 'rough and tumble' childhood, she is sometimes a little stern; but makes a conscious effort to obey etiquette. Mikako also has some sympathy for the AFA, and of course has grown up with the familiarity of Kusari brands. She would also like to find out one day what happened between her parents, and she may one day confront her mother on that matter.

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