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Sango, going on 18 this April, demon slayer extraordinaire. (Therefore, she has remarkable stamina and flexibility, wink wink. ♥) You might expect her to be fierce and intimidating--which she can be, considering that fiery temper and strong sense of right and wrong--but this beauty, in addition to being brown-eyed, long, dark-haired, 5'5", 116 lbs., and curvaceous to match, is profoundly sweet and kind-natured. She's even pretty sensible and down-to-earth, until her heart hijacks the situation. She'd go so far as to give an arm and a leg--or in one specific case, a life and an eye--for the people she loves.

Of course, no treasure comes without its price. Tragedy seems to strike Sango much more often than it should. Win her heart through her brother and white lilies, and perhaps you can save our heartbroken heroine from a life of self-imposed loneliness!


[Unaware of the ad in progress, Sango places a private call.]

(Private to Inuyasha//Unhackable AKA IRRELEVANT SHIT)

[...and it's only after that that she realizes the ad, flushes furiously, and slams a button on the PCD so fast that it flashes to video for a brief feed... revealing something strange.

Her left eye is still discolored and pale, which will be odd to those who haven't seen her in a while; to those who have, they'll notice that her pupil has returned.

The feed flicks off.
]

((ooc: In predictable dumb-IY kid fashion, Inuyasha made a deal with the Animus to trade part of his sense of smell for part of Sango's eyesight. :D))
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[She didn't think anything would go wrong that day.]

[But then, by now, she should be prepared for anything. Especially with the--accident from last week.]

[...no. Calling it an accident would be nothing short of an outright lie. What Kohaku did was nothing accidental. What he did was deliberate, on the part of Naraku, brainwashed as always. (Or at least, she thought so.)]

[She is trying so, so hard to forget all about it, because that will make everything so much easier. If she can just forget everything he's done...]

[And stop wondering if there's a point where she won't be able to forgive him anymore. As if what he does isn't already unforgivable.]

[She thought that a long, sweaty spar that occupied all of her brain would help. She could focus on the battle, on the pain and thrill and crisp reality and physicality, instead of on Kohaku. Or Riku, or Juliet, or Naraku, or Raven, or Kagome, or InuYasha, or Killua, or even Rin, or any of the absolute multitude of things that seem like they're crumbling down around her.]

[And for the most part, she was right. She draws back from her adversary a few steps (Rin--she's finally managed to convince him) and wrenches the coiled, cool metal chain from under her armor, looping it familiarly around her hand. Though she's never noticed it, Rin might--that because both she annd Kohaku learned from their father, they hold and throw the chain almost exactly the same way, too. The only difference is the distribution of weight, considering that there is no sickle attached to the end of Sango's chain, meant to wrap and trap Rin and nothing else. She honestly doesn't even expect it to work as it snakes towards him...]

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