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Reiss & Abberline: Partners in Justice

Identity

Name: Mariko Krei

Gender: Female

Age: 16 (year 6)

Birth Date: April 2nd, 1980

Species: Human

Blood Status: Half Blood

Sexuality: Lesbian

Ethnicity: Japanese/Caucasian mix

Nationality: Japanese, American, British

Residence: Cambridge, England

The Mage

Wand: Beech wood, Phoenix feather core

“The true match for a beech wand will be, if young, wise beyond his or her years, and if full-grown, rich in understanding and experience. Beech wands perform very weakly for the narrow-minded and intolerant. Such wizards and witches, having obtained a beech wand without having been suitably matched (yet coveting this most desirable, richly hued and highly prized wand wood), have often presented themselves at the homes of learned wandmakers such as myself, demanding to know the reason for their handsome wand’s lack of power. When properly matched, the beech wand is capable of a subtlety and artistry rarely seen in any other wood, hence its lustrous reputation.”

Animagus: None

Misc Magical Abilities: Talented in wandless magic

Boggart Form: Being all alone without a family

Riddikulus Form: All her family and friends suddenly jumping out from hiding places and yelling surprise

Amortentia: Tea, parchment, rain, cherry blossoms, a perfume that seems familiar that she can’t place

Patronus: Red Crowned Crane

Patronus Memory: Walking down a street in Japan as a child with her father as cherry blossom petals fall all around her, with vague blurry shapes of two other people nearby

Mirror of Erised: A hazy silhouette of what looks like a woman and a teenage boy who she doesn’t recognize

Specialized/Favourite Spells: She loves practicing wandless magic in combination with her martial arts skills. Specifically using wingardium leviosa to make leaves and flowers float in the air. She does it as a sort of meditation

Appearance

Faceclaim: Sakura Heffron

Game Appearance: N/A

Height: 5’9”

Physique: Tall, athletic, graceful

Eye Colour: Brown

Hair Colour: Black

Skin Tone: Pale

Body Modifications: She has freckles mainly on her nose and a few on her cheeks.

Scarring: N/A

Inventory: Some Japanese ink brushes she uses instead of quills, her wand, keys to her 1966 Arcadian Blue Mustang (when old enough), a tiny cherry blossom branch encased in resin she can’t remember when she got, biker jacket

Allegiances

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Mahoutokoro House (if she went): Shunrai

Affiliations/Organizations:

Hogwarts

Dumbledore’s Army

Professions: unsure yet

Hogwarts Information

Quidditch: Keeper

Extra Curricular: Chess club, Frog choir, Martial Arts

Favourite Professors: Flitwick, Mcgonagall

Least Favourite Professors: Snape obv

Relationships

Father: Dorian Aloysius Krei

Fc: Robert Downey Junior

-Half Blood wizard

-Works as a Chemistry professor at various Muggle Universities

-Has taught in Japan, San Francisco, England

-A huge nerd

-Kind and goofy

-Supportive of his daughter

Mother: Ume Nakai

Fc: -

-Pureblood

-House: Seiran

-Works as a Samurai/Hit Witch for the Japan Ministry

-Uses magic and martial arts to track down and handle dangerous dark arts users

-Upholds the Japan Ministries Codes: Don’t use dark arts, don’t break the statute of secrecy

-Very skilled in martial arts

-Protective of her family

Brother: Jomei Nakai

Fc: -

-House: Yosamu

-Older than Mariko by 10 years

-Decides to join his mother as a Samurai/Hit Wizard when he graduates Mahoutokoro

-Gentle and intelligent

-Good at reading others emotions

-Looks after his mother because he knows she misses her husband and daughter

-Good magic dueler

Love Interest: Luna Lovegood

Dormmates: Padma Patil, Sue Li, Cho Chang

Pets: A bowtruckle she found in a tree by the lake. She named it Kijin meaning tree spirit

Closest Canon Friends: Luna, Ginny, Hermione, Neville, Fred & George

Closest MC Friends: Lara Fairbourne, Mal Ridley, Aimee Alice

Background/History

Dorian Krei got a job as a Chemistry professor at Tohoku University after graduating from Ilvermorny. He was interested in alchemy but wanted more knowledge so he decided to get a Muggle job and education. Living in Japan he eventually met Ume Nakai and after a few years they got married and had Jomei. Ume was the Japanese equivalent of a Hit Witch. Her job was dangerous and their family was usually at risk from vengeful dark wizards. They decided it was best to not have any more kids. However, 10 years later they accidentally had Mariko.

Disaster struck when Mariko was 6. In the middle of the night a Dark Wizard that Ume had arrested broke out of prison and into their house. He tried to kill the family but Ume and Jomei fought him off, being forced to kill him in front of Mariko and Dorian. Afraid it would happen again, Ume tells Dorian to take Mariko and move away to protect them as Dorian isn’t a fighter and Mariko is too young. Jomei refuses to leave his mom all alone and decides to become a Hit Wizard as he had just graduated from Mahoutokoro and was a very good fighter.

Mariko was too young to understand and was very upset when told she had to leave with her dad so Ume obliviated her memories of herself and her brother. Dorian was against this and tried to argue but Ume said it would help protect her. Dorian moved back to his hometown San Francisco and transferred to the University there. He raised his daughter as if her mom had died when she was a baby. He despised lying to her but knew she was happy and healthy. Before Mariko turned 11, Dorian got a job offer at Cambridge and they moved to England. Mariko started school at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in 1991, the same year as Harry Potter.

Personality

-She’s very kind and warm to people

-Curious of the world around her

-Intelligent and seeks to learn new things but doesn’t like to show her intelligence off

-Helps others

-Will fight for her freedom to choose and have control of her own life

-Admires her father but doesn’t want to take over his business

-Won’t be told how to be or what to like

-Loves excitement and adventure which can get her in trouble

-Feels like she needs to keep her dad happy because he’s sometimes quiet and sad

-Active and trains her body as well as her mind

Misc

-Mariko means “truth”

-Mariko names her bowtruckle Kijin. Ki means “tree” and Jin means “spirit”

-She’s born in April when cherry blossoms bloom

-She was brought up bilingual and knows both English and Japanese

-Mariko can see thestrals and it scares and intrigues her because it means she has seen death she doesn’t remember

-She doesn’t know that Dorian and Ume keep in contact with letters

-She will eventually run into her mom and brother during the Battle of Hogwarts and have her memory restored

**I will say that I have barely scratched the surface on Marlene’s creation so I won’t have many answers yet and some might change later oof but I’ll do my best**

Philosophy 3 - What are 5 things that make them happy?

I don’t know if I will have 5 things but I know a few. Her family, sister, and friends are definitely the things that make her the most happy. I also headcanon her as a 70s aesthetic babe so she loves the 70s fashion and wearing many colors. She loves music and sunny summer days. Picnics with cherry soda, that sort of aesthetic. I think she would also enjoy roadtrips with friends. Finally when she’s older she enjoys her work as a lawyer because it gives her a challenge to prove someone innocent and save them or guilty and get justice for someone.

Philosophy 7 - What are their views on death?

Hardest Path, Greatest End

This song began exactly as you hear it on the record. The descending chord progression was a product of simple experimentation, which quickly expanded upon itself. The flow of the song bounces between the "3" feel and the "6" quite a lot, but predominantly accented by the rhythm guitars rather than the drums. That's not to say that the drums aren't challenging; they are no cakewalk. This song is a dramatic onslaught from the instruments for the most part, aside from the delicate interlude provided in the beginning as a precursor to the mayhem. It also features quite the breakdown as a prelude to the outro.

I breathe air tinged with fervor, Blood flowing violently, Victimizing the body in return. Am I trapped in this mentality? The bull once enchained now set loose onto society. Can this grasp last me long enough? Loosening slowly, Tearing apart my memories, Every single thing I love. Every single thing I love fades away. And I'm left wondering, Is there hope for me? And I'm left wondering, Is there hope for me? And I'm left wondering, Is there... I breathe air tinged with fervor, Blood flowing violently, Victimizing the body in return. What am I harboring? My heart beats to a drum of terror and agony. This state of conflict. My instincts persist, I put my body into fits of interminable ire and blank consciousness And I am in A constant state of conflict. The more I resist, the harder it constricts around my throat, cutting off the ties to the life that I live. I see only one thing And it’s killing me so slowly Just a fatal mentality Rising from inside Nothing can compromise Rising from inside Nothing can compromise My definition of life is a reprise Of endless struggle and desperate cries And yet I keep breathing despite Everything that’s not right Through enduring hard times, A man will find solace In life

A bad mentality is a downward spiral. It sends you along wide arcs that gradually tighten and quicken as one descends. This song is written from the perspective of a troubled soul. As he contemplates and questions reality, his fears manifest before his eyes. Hell unfolds in the form of confusion and blind emotion for the man. His pulse quickens, sweat drips from his skin, and chills colder than the touch of winter jolt down his spine. In a fit of rage and helplessness, the man has become beast. 

He sees the world through the eyes of a fatalist. He has free reign over his actions, but the dystopia that is his life seems to point in one direction only. As he is overcome by the fear of his fate, the memories that the man holds dear seem to fade into nothing. The images of the past, the fond and the frightful, the very substance of the man's existence are quickly forgotten in place of irrational fears. Desperation washes over him. He questions, "And I'm left wondering, is there hope for me? And I'm left wondering, is there hope for me? And I'm left wondering, is there..." The phrase is repeated over and over until the man is once again overcome with rage. His path down the spiral is now condensing, becoming more and more rapid. He begins to question the pain, and why it exists within. His questions only fuel the fire that is slowly overcoming his limbs. A numbness ensues. The end is near. 

In the deluge of overwhelming thought that has rendered the man awestruck, his heart stops momentarily. His descent is paused within the space of time. Though seemingly motionless, an understanding creeps into the skull of the grieving man. He becomes aware of the illness, the very parasite that has been eating away at his insides. In this lucidity, he pours his last drop of energy into breaking from the cycle.

Like the reversal of an hourglass, the man is free. Time seems to flow backwards. Embers of his struggles dance past his eyes. He acknowledges these pains, and embraces them. The momentary burn felt on his fingertips and within his dried lungs courses travels through the veins and to the heart. Struggles that were once heavier than the weight of the world now reside within, as a reason to push onward. He feels his body rise towards the sun.

He awakes from the spot where he lay. The man who was on the brink of giving up now gazes upon his surroundings and smiles. He sees not beautiful scenery or tantalizing images, but the world as clear and unobstructed as ever. The man rises, and walks forth towards the future.