POKIMONO: NPC Etsuko

Village: Noir Vale
Name: Etsuko
Pokemon: Drifloon
Age: 24
Job: ???
Ability: Aftermath
Nature: Rash
Height: 4' 9"
Weight: 94 lbs
Birthday: March 2nd

Attacks
Hex
Toxic

Personality: Weightless-- Doesn't regard much of anything outside of her impulses and desires, though pleasant to be around if one isn't bothered by the smoke. Without the pipe, she can be quite jaded and bitter.

History: An older sister of Jupetta's. The family had been doing well since the aforementioned ghost's absence, but after the Kami war, it's been near impossible to find the family in whole.

Before the war and far back to when she first came of age, she always had a desire to follow after her younger brother. She remembers those whom he seemed to associate himself with and often did she try to get in with the group herself. Of course, there were times when she couldn't be invited, but she did remain in touch with at least one of the members of that group. To this day, she remembers the last time her brother snuck out of the house--and how the day creeped past without hair or breath of his presence. How his plate went cold at dinner and her mother laughed it off and said he's probably getting into a little trouble. And still, she remembers the days after and the discomfort that settled in the house; how no one seemed to sleep easy and a fear became real.

As time passed and he never returned from some sudden disappearance, she seemed to take it hardest of all the siblings. He was an idol to her, and his disappearance went from heartbreak to just another let down. She began to distance herself from the family and hit a dark emotional bottom. Finally, she left home and refused to return no matter the attempts anyone made. The move to let go seemed to release one of the lasting pieces of wholesomeness she had in herself, killing off any genuine happiness--but she convinced herself it's what she needed to do. That going home wouldn't help, that the arguments were too saddening, and that Jupetta's absence left a cloud of poison in the air.

Many nights were spent at any open door who let her in and too many times did she allow herself to be taken advantage of by any face that offered her a smile. She saw more than she should have, for a young girl--Most of it an idea from that single contact; convincing her that her brother left out of hate and distaste--anything to make her cling to him and leave everything else to rot in her mind. Through him, she also became introduced to the pipe she carries with her all the time. It's become a crutch and her dependency on it is almost critical.

The Kami War came and she, as well as many others, came close to losing their lives to the disastrous event. She still dreams of the sudden boom that shattered the restaurant she lived in, cracking the foundation in one steady blow and taking out her consciousness with it. Her next moments were waking up trapped under debris, smog and embers of what used to be a Village. How impossible it is to forget the uncertainty and the screams--or how her 'companion' disappeared and made no effort to save her from danger. She had been left alone, and the darkness of her mind in those hours were the darkest she's ever felt.

For the first time in years she cried--but not just for her injuries or the damage. But because despite all the bad she clouded herself in, there was still light to be seen.

Her sister Haruko grabbed her arm and yanked her up from rubble; Serious as she always was and wiped some dirt from her face. How different she was now--Etsuko remembered how she followed after the models and Geisha of the village and only occupied herself with beauty and pampering. Here she was now, a strong hand to pull her from the ground and guide her forward. She became more than a princess; she was a queen.

Likes: nothing, really

Dislikes: trusting anyone or anything

Additional info:
- Everstone around her neck.
- It's not hard to fathom that she'd just "float away." She keeps two steel heart-shaped weights on a rope to wear like an obi. Even still, she can find herself drifting from the ground if she's elated or distant enough.
- Her tattoo is a symbol of strength. She has still yet to fully settle this in her mind, so it's more of a token she has to grow into.
- Children are a sensitive subject for her.



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