Yuki Arai

She'll come into Geisha's and Hills, then. Since it looks like Nakida/Cross was expied, I might expy something with Ren and Yuki.

Satellite character during Yuki's absence:



Civvie Stuff
Name: Aurelio Lucius
Age: 43
Sex: Male
Nationality: British
Occupation: Hathaway Agent
Species: Human
Celebrity Claim: Rufus Sewell
Hair color/style:Short black hair, exposing most of his forehead. Yeah, just short and black, mostly, professional.
Eyes: Hazel
Description: Aurelio always wears a suit. It’s not the best for fighting, but he likes to wear it; slim, but not too fancy, not too expensive. He has about three or four, along with only a few ties, most of them with stripes down them and in various colors, all of them normal sized. He always wears dress shoes and pants, again, not the best for fighting in.

Other Equipment:

• Ring gun
  
• An actual handgun
  
• He often carries around a pack of cigarettes and a lighter
  

Inside Stuff
Personality: Aurelio is a smart man with a good moral standing. He’s born English but lived in Rome as a police officer, seeing the corruption of Italy firsthand, and going against it, doing things the right way. If he was offered a free drink, he would pay, he would disobey orders to see that the guilty were brought to justice, and so on. He’s a bit erratic, emotional, and almost too human. He’s a bit jaded, tries to do always the right thing, with his heart in the right place. He does whatever he has to do in order to get the job done, while remaining on the side of right.

Having been a cop, he’s good enough with a gun and in combat. His smoking is also under control, and he’s been lucky to have no health problems, as it’s usually one every two or three days. He can speak Italian, English and Japanese.
Strengths:

• Moral standing.
  
• Pretty good physical condition.
  
• Resourceful and reliable.
  

Weaknesses:

• No actual Rider system or anything for fighting.
  
• Too human sometimes.
  
• Too moral; he literally will not do anything to go against his morals, which it would seem the Hathaway would sometimes do.
  

History: Aurelio was born to a family that put him up for adoption right away. He was adopted by an Italian family and grew up in Rome, amongst the corruption of the state. For some reason he didn’t fall into this corrupt system, and managed to remain the right type of man. He also somehow kept his British accent; probably because the adoptive parents he had were British, amongst all the Italian.

He became a police officer, but hated the corruption and couldn’t do much. After so many threats against him for the way he did his job, he left Italy and ended up meeting the Hathaway Foundation, but didn’t join them right away. He ended up joining late in the conflict, after Sonnet/Iago was dealt with. He was appointed into the organization as a replacement for Yuki Arai during her time away under orders.
Sample RP:

First day on the job for the Hathaway Foundation had been good. Very good. At least they weren’t corrupt like the Italian government and police. It was hard to tell how they stood, but this was good, at least, having something firm to fall back on.

As he climbed the stairs to his flat, he stopped, relying on instinct. He drew his gun from his coat holster and held it in both hands, slowly climbing, looking around at all of the shadows around him, waiting to see something – anything – move up ahead of him. He would probably shoot at that point.

He made it to the door of his flat, putting his left hand to the knob, but it was locked, as he had left it. He didn’t put his gun away, but used his free hand to get his keys and unlock the door. He pushed it slowly and carefully open and looked around. Nothing amiss.

He holstered his weapon. Maybe it was the job that he couldn’t escape; his job in Rome as a police officer had left him always looking, always watching, always careful. In that job, someone had almost always been after his life. Yes; this was arguably more dangerous, but at least he doubted danger would be hiding in his flat waiting to kill him when he walked in. In Rome, that’s how it would have been done. But these were different things he fought; not men anymore.