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⚡︎ Clairvoyance ⚡︎

Mikoto’s special ability, which is primarily passive, is visions. The ones that come naturally is always the future, with a wide range of time: from a few seconds to a few years out. It’s always her job to distinguish when the vision is suppose to happen.

however she can use the yin affinity for multiple purposes: accelerate the frequency and how often she can get them. This primarily happens during a battle, or during the two wars she’s been involved in. This does wear her out more if she does this, and overuse is the same consequence as the mangekyou sharingan.

However she can look into the past. This solely uses yin, and needs to activate herself. She can go back in her own memories, someone else’s memories, or to an object to see the last person who used it, or a place to witness an event. She can bring others into the “sight” as well. This appears as a sephia tone. This acts as a flashback but nothing they say or do will change the outcome, like they’re invisible or ghosts.

⚡︎ Mentality ⚡︎

Mikoto has many mental illnesses and they affect her drastically when she has episodes. Depression takes a heavy hit, when her mood is drastically low, which is the opposite when she’s manic, thinking she’s invincible. She has schizophrenia, mania, psychosis , obsessive compulsion disorder. Mickey also is anorexic, hardly eating, unless she’s hungry enough or high.

When she has an episode, her first instinct is to be a recluse, to hide. But being alone makes her self harming tendencies to run rampant. So she tries, if she notices symptoms before hand, to find a close one to keep under watch and to have someone to talk to, to keep herself grounded until the episode passes.

⚡︎ Personality ⚡︎

At her base, Mickey is a hermit. She’d rather stay herself but she does like to socialise here and there. She’s determined, she’s stubborn, and she’s ambitious. Mikoto is primarily civil, and matches her partners tone. If ones mean, she’s mean right back, or becomes quite petty. She’s also fairly caring, only to her family and close friends as she’s not that empathetic at all.

Most of the time she’s “spacey”, a haunted or blank look on her face. She’s found talking to herself, when in reality she’s speaking with her “friends”, who are part of her schizophrenia. Along with her other mental illnesses, they take into account of how she behaves, as well as her drug usage and withdrawals. Disassociated, manic, high and low energy phases.

⚡︎ Backstory ⚡︎

Mikoto was born to Izuna and Reina Uchiha on June 1st, at 3:33 in the morning. She was a happy child, and was quite clingy with her parents, and Madara, whenever he visited, which was often. Even as an infant she didn’t like other people, especially those she wasn’t familiar with, so handing her off to friends or family members not her parents or uncle, she’d scream and cry until given back.

At the age of two she lost her father. She didn’t fully understand why he never came home, why he was “just sleeping”, until years later. For three years she lived with her grief stricken mother, who taught her to read and write and the basics of being a ninja to get an early start before she went into the academy. However, at the age of five, her uncle killed her mother in cold blood, which Mikoto accidentally witnessed, and activated the sharingan. Immediately after, Madara adopted her and began training her himself.

For years she kept to herself, always coming home immediately after school, which left her with not many friends or time to socialise, which was fine by her. Books were her main form of comfort, and sometimes she snuck out just to read freely or by chance, interact with the few friends she’s made. It wasn’t often, as she always got scolded for leaving the house and neglecting her training. Which as soon as Madara got hold of her, he drilled the plan into her and worked her to the bone so she can be his successor.

At the ripe age of seventeen, she was sent to T&I, for a solid nine months. Here the romance between her and Inoichi bloomed, along with a majority of the attacks of the shadow man that’s haunted her since a child, took place. Immediately after her release in September, the two got together officially.

In December, after being sick for a few months, Kushina convinced Mikoto to go to the hospital. It’s then she found out she was pregnant with her first child. But before she could tell the father, she came home. A falling out occurred as Mickey told Madara the news, he became angry and kicked her out of the house.

New housing arrangements were quickly made, and Shikaku took it upon himself to make a room for her at his house, a semi permanent residence for her. An oasis of sorts. She and Inoichi, along with the rest of the trio, helped raise Itachi.

A few years passed of raising her child and taking on missions, she essentially adopted Obito, Madara’s new successor after saving his life. At first she was angry for taking her dad’s attention, despite their earlier falling out, but she quickly became protective of Obito, and became his older sister. The two of them worked together to start the Akatsuki. She wasn’t a member per se, but she worked in the background, how she preferred things.

Soon after she got pregnant with her second child, Sasuke. Now she has two young children to take care of, and she switched between care and missions, and her background work simultaneously. At 24, she became highly depressed at the loss of her two teammates and best friends, Kushina and Minato, but she got out of the rut by watching over Naruto, half adopting him.

BIOGRAFIA: 

Nascida e criada na ilha de Creta, Ayla teve sua infância permeada por rituais místicos gregos. Sua mãe, uma historiadora nata, desde muito jovem sempre contava à Ay como Teseu derrotara o Minotauro, como Dédalo perdera a vida no mar Egeu e como o Rei Minos sucumbira depois de um grande reinado tirano. No entanto, o que a garota não saberia ainda, é que todas aquelas histórias, no futuro, seriam histórias verídicas de seus antepassados.

Ariadne, sua mãe, sempre soubera, lá no fundo, que nada do que dedicara sua vida estudando podia ser mentira. O Deuses existiam e ela rezava por eles todos os dias. Depois que conheceu Zeus e tivera uma filha com ele, Ariadne sentiu um misto de satisfação e medo ao mesmo tempo, percebendo que todas as provações que sua filha um dia passaria, então implorou para que Zeus em sua magnitude protegesse sua filha dos monstros enquanto ela vivesse, não sabendo ela que aquela seria uma maldição infligida à si posteriormente. Sabendo das histórias sobre o matrimônio de Zeus e Hera e do temperamento da esposa, Ariadne fez de tudo para esconder a garota da vista da Deusa que ela temia descobrir mais uma traição de seu marido, mas foi no dia 04/04/1993 que a existência de Ayla foi descoberta, em seu aniversário de 15 anos.

Hera tinha olhos em todos os lugares e sabia exatamente o dia em que Ayla fora consumada, então amaldiçoou Ariadne, onde a proteção divina de Zeus à garota só iria valer até que ela completasse 15 anos. E assim foi feito.

Em seu aniversário de 15 anos, o cheiro da garota atraiu monstros para o apartamento em que moravam, e enquanto ela soprava as velas de seu aniversário houve uma explosão em toda a casa, levando a garota às alturas. Ayla buscou levantar-se enquanto sentia sua cabeça explodindo, um zunido ensurdecedor lhe consumindo, quando conseguiu avistar a tempo os cães infernais buscando e farejando pelo seu cheiro. Ela imaginou que só poderia ter enlouquecido, pensando que não era possível que tais criaturas, aquelas nas quais sua mãe contava para ela histórias antes de dormir, pudessem ser de fato reais. Então foi quando se lembrou, subitamente, do que Ariadne havia lhe dito sobre os monstros: buscavam por semideuses. Antes que a ficha pudesse finalmente cair, Ayla buscou com os olhos frenéticos pela mãe, até que ouviu um barulho de algo caindo no chão da sala...

Então tudo aconteceu muito rapidamente, Ayla levantou-se e correu, o mais rápido que conseguiu até a mãe, escorrendo nos restos de bolo perdidos pelo chão e tropeçando em destroços de móveis recém comprados. Sua mãe buscava descontroladamente pela pistola que guardava no móvel da TV, e quando a achou, agarrou a filha atrás de si e com as mãos tremendo apontou para os cães que continuavam rugindo e latindo, babando pelo gosto de semideus que encontraram a frente, pareciam nem perceber que sua mãe lhes apontavam uma arma.

Ayla então percebeu que sua mãe murmurava palavras baixinho e, mesmo em choque, podia entendê-las: “Ela descobriu, ela descobriu… Zeus…tem misericórdia…”, e então houve disparos, mas as balas não acertaram órgãos vitais, e os monstros, agora enfurecidos, voaram agilmente em direção à sua mãe…

Foi como um piscar de olhos, em um momento sua mãe estava viva e depois morta, os monstros a atacaram como cachorros enraivados, dilacerando-a pelo pescoço rapidamente, e então voltaram-se para ela. Ayla ainda não tinha nenhum treinamento em combate, sua mãe, em sua ingenuidade mortal, lhe poupou disso achando que sua proteção duraria para sempre. A garota acertou os monstros com tudo o que poderia encontrar, empurrou móveis, rolou debaixo da mesa, até que se esquivando, não tinha mais saída, topou com o corpo da mãe, as lágrimas rolando pelo rosto quando agarrou a arma e atirou contra os cães infernais, e dessa vez funcionou.

O choque fora tão grande que a garota simplesmente desmaiou, o cheiro de sangue e monstros ultrapassou seus limites olfativos e ela se viu acolhida pela escuridão, e quando acordou já estava no Acampamento Meio-Sangue.

Ayla teve tempo para aprimorar seus poderes no Acampamento Meio Sangue. No início sua adaptação foi extremamente difícil, ela não aceitava seus meio irmãos como irmãos e chorava todos os dias em luto.

Descobriu que a pistola que sua mãe guardava em casa era justamente uma precaução para eventualidades, e suas balas eram feitas de bronze celestial, dessa forma era capaz de matar monstros. Com o tempo foi se adaptando ao punho e à mira, se tornando assim sua arma preferida, embora também utilizasse facas de arremesso.

Seus poderes foram as habilidades mais difíceis de dominar, demorou quase um ano inteiro para que pudesse apenas conjurar uma mudança de clima completo e que este permanecesse por mais do que 5min, dessa forma, depois de muita negação, Ayla dedicou-se ainda mais para dominá-los.

Em sua primeira missão de resgate, quando finalmente estava pronta para salvar outros semideuses de fins piores, Ayla se viu sozinha com um semideus alucinando de dor após ser atingido por picada de uma quimera. Havia perdido seus companheiros e teria de salvar o jovem sozinha e levá-lo em segurança para o Acampamento. Havia visto poucas vezes os filhos de Apolo em ação, e quando foi tratar o semideus com cuidados paliativos até que chegassem no Acampamento, não pôde deixar de rezar para Apolo que guiasse suas mãos em busca de uma cura. Sendo assim, Apolo não só ouviu suas preces como surgiu e lhe abençoou com a capacidade e discernimento médico mínimo, ele sabia que Ay se culpava todos os dias por não ter conseguido fazer nada para salvar sua mãe, muito menos houve tempo para cuidados médicos. Dessa forma, Ayla estava sempre indo e vindo na Enfermaria, ajudando os filhos de Apolo em situações críticas em que precisassem de mais pessoas para ajudar, mas mais do que isso, Ayla dedicava aquela benção no cuidado dos Pégasos nos estábulos. As criaturas foram sua primeira conexão quando chegou no Acampamento, sendo justo assim retribuir o favor lhes tirando todo e qualquer desconforto que pudessem sentir após uma longa disputa entre semideuses, fosse assim uma mera claudicação ou ferimentos mais graves.

PODERES: 

Atmocinese.

HABILIDADES: Sentidos aguçados e reflexos sobre-humanos.

ARMA: 

Uma pistola Harper’s Ferry flintlock pistol modelo 1806, banhada a ouro, seu punho de madeira desenhada com arabescos, sua munição de balas de bronze celestial.

Também utiliza facas de arremesso, feitas em ouro e banhadas em bronze celestial.

BENÇÃO: Benção de Apolo para habilidades médicas e curandeiras.

HISTORY:

Most of his early life, Montgomery could never say for sure what he felt, wanted, or believed, and that was all thanks to Cecilia Rose. The woman was a con artist, an independent empath who had discovered early on exactly how to best use her gift for manipulation. It might’ve been a lesson passed on from her own mother, but Montgomery was never allowed close enough to that side of the family to say for sure. Those gifts were the reason why a man like Nathan Lacroix, someone possessing old money and substantial power of his own, fell in love with her in the first place. His feelings for her blinded him to the fact that the woman he brought into the family was of a crueler bent than the wandering free spirit she tried to appear.

The rest of his family wasn’t so easily deceived, but if there’d ever been hope of Nathan listening to them, it was destroyed once Montgomery was born. Tying their families irreversibly together, giving her a taste of that power and prestige that she craved for herself. It was the reason she pushed her only child harder than the seemingly indifferent statue that was his father, the man never really having space in his heart for anyone other than the woman he married. Regardless, neither of them tolerated imperfections or failures, and the night his powers manifested was perhaps the only time he ever saw anything like pride reflecting back at him. Waking from a nightmare to find his bed levitating off the ground.

He tried to do as he was told, even if it was rarely good enough for either of them. Outbursts of any sort weren’t tolerated, his temper kept firmly in check by a mother who didn’t hesitate to use her powers and manipulate her own child into something more docile. Slips in control of his abilities meant hours spent practicing, forced to repeat the same exercise over and over again until it was second nature.

It wasn’t until he left home for college that he became aware that for all his striving to please his parents, she had turned him into something broken, something flawed. He didn’t understand his peers, he didn’t understand the fluctuation of human emotion or behavior, when his own had always been kept firmly under control. Simply having that awareness was cause for greater frustration than he’d felt before. He didn’t need either of his parents to push him towards a medical field, it was the part of human nature he understood best. The simple, physical aspect of breaking a body down into its parts.

For everything else, he learned halfway through his bachelor’s that there was a pill for it. When his workload got too heavy, there was one to keep focus, another to help him relax, one to substitute the sensation of happiness. It became his new crutch, his favorite form of self-medication.

He was twenty-three when his father died, killed in a home invasion that he didn’t know enough of the specifics of. His mother didn’t want to talk about it, no one else had been there that night. Even at the funeral he didn’t need his mother’s influence to keep his emotions suppressed. He didn’t feel anything, not even his grief, but all of his life was an exercise in faking the proper reaction.  It was only after he was gone that he thought both of them had served their purpose to Cecilia, and when he came to that conclusion he resolved never to go home again.

It was an easy thing to achieve, and eight years ago he took the opportunity to do his residency in Sacred Heart. He left behind his family and friends without a second thought, transferring from New York to the Asphodel chapter of the Endine House. He made it his new home, a degree in pathology the best way he knew to make himself useful to his community. Striving just as hard to make himself useful for his house, half hoping that it could serve as enough of a stand in for familial affections.

HEADCANONS:

Appearances are extremely important to him, not solely in a physical sense but how he portrays himself and how people regard him.

Following this, Montgomery isn’t prone to any great displays of emotion; he almost never loses his temper, even when he’s in pain it’s handled with a clinical efficiency. He doesn’t like anyone in Asphodel seeing him drunk or out of control, if he feels the need to try and cut loose he’ll drive to New Orleans for the weekend and go bar hopping there.

For a brief time he was dating a man in New Orleans, but his lack of attentiveness and his unwillingness to allow him anywhere near his life in Asphodel made him convinced that Montgomery was cheating on him and broke it off.

He is not out yet about his sexuality, preferring to keep it hidden like most things regarding his personal life.

He chose pathology for two reasons; the first that it felt like something more technical, the second that he doesn’t have to maintain appearances for the dead. He functions as a medical examiner and coroner when necessary, offering reports to the police and the Magistrate if the death looks to be caused by one of the gifted.

CONNECTIONS:

He often works in the coroner’s office so anyone associated with the hospital, law enforcement, and possibly the magistrate he has likely worked with.

He has been in Asphodel for eight years, and makes it a point to know anyone who might be considered a major player, or present for a similarly long time.