Nami (original)

{"Our lives are made 
in these small hours 
these little wonders, 
these twists and turns of fate. 
Time falls away, 
but these small hours, 
these small hours still remain~"}

Exceptionally unlucky and jumpy character. 

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Name: Nami
Age: 20
Height: 5'3
Weight: 118
Eye Color: Blue
Hair: Dyed either blond or purple.

Quick Bio (More detailed being created. Being revised as well after old team mentioned in profile moved on) 
After the original S.T.A.R.S teams disbanded a second was formed in the brief period between the Spencer Estate incident and the outbreak. Nami is not only the youngest member but a rookie in said team. With little weapons experience and an even smaller amount of field experience, Nami depended on older members of her team and rarely made a move during the outbreak without them. With her weak socializing skills she will more often be spoken for. She was separated and made a small base in the RPD, camping mostly in the S.T.A.R.S office. She spent her time trying to fix the large radio to communicate with the outside world. 
To survive, she broke open the RPD vending machines to feed herself, hardly daring to venture away from the armory, especially with no back up. Lack of nutrition has made her sluggish and easily disoriented when she comes down from the sugar rush caused by old soda and candy bars. She has likewise been deprived of sleep, causing her to feel anxious, desperate and easily thrown into depression. 

Nami is shy and has little confidence in her skills and will still look to more experienced officers and citizens of Raccoon City before making any decisions on her own. She is cautious, and will trust out of necessity and fear. This means that while she is not good at detecting lies, she is hard pressed to fall for easy tricks. However, Nami has been known to step into bad situations on her own even with prior knowledge of double crossing. 
She has high agility to compensate for low level of strength. Despite her inexperience she is fiercely devoted to life, and is not afraid to put her all into surviving. 
Current injuries slow her significantly and leave her with little self reliance. 


Appearance: Wears gauze and tight white bandages starting from her left shoulder (back shoulder blade included) all the way down her arm. Her hand has a separate set of bandages which she tries to change often. Her right hand is still mobile but not without some pain. 
Her throat has a similar bandage and gauze set from a recent injury that had her in the ICU. She attempts to hide this by use of a thick black choker necklace. Nami wears similar clothing pictured, the main difference being a black t-shirt with her badge. As noted, she lacks proper nutrition and appears a little pale. She has a rebel alliance tattoo on her upper left shoulder. 
Due to gun wound to her throat, she is less likely to speak and her voice is soft, she can speak above a whisper but it causes her obvious discomfort and makes her voice crack, or rasp. 

Weapons: Desert Eagle (Currently no ammo)
Short steel pipe tied to her belt

Items: Two bottles of unnamed mild pain killers. One set of heavy duty bandages. One bottle of disinfectant for injuries. One CD Player with headphones and two cds in a small canvas messenger bag. One DE with small clip pouch. A walkie taklie. 



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Name: Nami (Last name forgotten) 
Age: 19
Height: Unknown
Weight: Unknown
Parents: Alive. 
Siblings: Unknown. 

Hair: Blond (dyed often, may change) 
Eyes: Soft blue. 

Scars (Visible) small, jagged scar across her right cheek, long scar underneath left eyebrow, two small scars under each eye, wire burns across both shoulders, knife scar on the back of her neck. Scarred welts along her legs, three on right, two on left. 

Other: Left hand is always bandaged, though her hand has long since healed from the injuries it still holds warped scars starting from hand all the way to her shoulder. 
Nami has multiple scars across her body that she hides underneath her clothing as well. 

Actual appearance: Tussled long purple hair, thoroughly clean though messy hanging over lucid blue eyes. She wears a loose blue peasant top, faded from time and covered in loose threads with an unbuttoned blouse on top to serve as a jacket. The same faded look goes for her dark blue pants, which has gone nearly gray. Nami has adjusted these with zippers, able to undo them just above the knee if the weather is too warm for her. For shoes, she has two pairs. For winter weather, a pair of trashed coach boots, the laces fall apart and the color has run together. For warmer weather a pair of brown converse with orange laces, she has drawn little smiley faces on them. 
She keeps herself clean, and will look for places to bathe regardless of company if she can hide herself while doing it. 
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Post Apocalypse Bio only

Nami came from one of the few, large, functioning cities in the US still left in New York. She was from an average family, 
and considered herself neutral and awkward in nature. She easily made friends, even with her strange social inconsistencies. 
She enjoyed playing the piano, a skill she keeps honed in her new life, though she has difficulty finding time to do so. 
At the age of 15 Nami befriended a local doctor, having regular visits due to her mothers visits. He would bring her books, even music sheets for her to read. 
A full year after, when she turned 16, Nami disappeared. Due to the dangers outside the city, in what most considered wastelands or untamed world, the search for her lasted less than a month. 

In the doctors hands, Nami endured numerous experiments, most testing human endurance against the magic appearing on earth, being the first experiment in the doctors pool of subjects. Through this, alterations were made to her body, most of which Nami has not kept track of. As the doctor began collecting new experiments, Nami contented herself with taking a servant role, fixing meals or even luring new victims to him, an act she always faced with extreme guilt. 
Three years left her cracked, she no longer remembers most of her home life, and has difficulty with time and sequential events. 
Her reaction towards other people is unpredictable, for the most part she considers herself a separate entity from humanity and accordingly, isolates herself. 

Though she will never openly ask, she hopes to find freedom by some of the people she comes across in her outside time. 

Personality: Due to her experiences Nami is easily frightened by the idea of trust, more so than physical injury. She is not overly melancholy, and keeps to herself rather than offer up her personality for judgment. It is not known if she has any other hobbies than the piano. 
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Items
The only thing Nami carries regularly is a white sony CD player, which is her most prized and sentimental possession, along with ten Cds carried in a small messenger bag. 
She has begged the doctor on numerous occasions to fix said player, leaving it with a weathered and duct tape look. She struggles to find batteries and keeps quite a few in her pouch, more often than food. Nami can be seen with the headphones on, almost always even if the CD player itself isn't on, when she isolates she will turn the CD player to full volume, often seeing it as a comfort. 

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Nami's likes and dislikes/fear vary, due to association with items.

Dislikes: Knives, lonely rooms, anything undead and shuffling walks.