Name: Mai Asuka
Age: 21
Looks: You are "5,5" Waist length red hair, dark brown eyes. You
look a lot like your mother, and you are very good looking.
Personality: You are a very stubborn, protective, short tempered
person. You care a lot about your family and friends, and would do
anything to protect them and people who are innocent. You can get
very emotional especially now that your mother has passed away.
History: You are the oldest child of your father Trowa and deceased
mother Ayame. You help your father run the most well known bar
in your area. You also help raise your five year old brother Itsuki.
You know how to do alchemy because of your Uncle Ataru Asuka
who was a State Alchemist but was killed in the Ishbal war. Before
he left he gave you a pendant shaped like a transmutation circle.
You use water for your alchemy.
'Mai! Get down here now!' Your father yelled.
You looked down at your brother's big brown eyes. 'I better get
back to work squirt.' You finished tucking him in bed and ruffled
his shaggy brown hair. He really looked a lot like your father, same
hair, same eyes, While you looked like your mom.
Standing up you tucked a stray piece of red hair behind your ear
and straightened out your blue dress.
As you walked downstairs, you heard the all too familiar sound of
drunken cheering and singing.
'Mai. Good get out there now. I don't know what is going on but this
place is packed!' Turning to your father you saw that he had a big
grin plastered on his face.
You continued wallking until you pushed through the wooden sliding
doors that led into the bar. Looking around you noticed that he was
telling the truth, the place really was packed. There were people
dancing around, sitting and talking, and some playing cards. The
smell of tobacco filled your nose and the music was playing sort of
loudly, but it didn't bother you, all you knew what it was going to be
a long night.
After twenty minutes of serving drinks, you finally could take a
break. Taking another quick look around, you saw a man walk in.
He had black pants, white shirt, and a black coat over that. His hair
was ruffled and black and you could just see his eyes were black.
Yep he was definatly a looker.
He walked over to the end of the bar and sat near the wall. You
walked over to him.
'What can I get ya?'
He looked up at you. 'A gin would be nice please.' He smiled at you.
You poured him a glass of gin and handed it to him.
'Hey baby, bring us some more beer!' You looked over to a table and
saw five guys that you knew laughing. With a sigh you pulled out five
bottles of beer, stepped out from the counter, and walked over to
where they were sitting. 'Here you go boys.' You said while placing
the beer on the table. Just as you were about to go back a muscular
hand grabbed hold of your wrist. When you looked down to see who
it was, you recognized who it was. It was your ex boyfriend.
'Van, will you let me go, please?'
You asked trying to smile.
'How about a little dance baby?' You could tell by the way he was
acting that he was drunk.
'Van, I have to get back to work. So let me go.' You tried to pull
your wrist out of his grip but he only held on tighter.
'Well, how about a kiss?' He asked with a smile.
Closing your eyes, you remembered what your father had told you.
No matter what do not hit a customer. But you didn't care at the
moment, he was getting on your nerves. Just when you were going
to haul off and beat him up...