<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nMmZAzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Hanna Minato<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Riko and Azmodiel Tetsuda<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Could this<em>take</em>any longer?<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Pictured<br/><hr/><br/>As soon as she had gotten the call from SOPHE, Hanna had made her way here, though somewhat begrudgingly so. Having come without her husband was an annoyance in itself, as he was quite the inept man without her leadership; honestly, she wasn’t sure why she had married the man in the first place. She was here in personal business, something that was quite important in fact.<br/><br/>A little bundle of joy was waiting for her within another room, one where the doctors were most likely poking and prodding the baby, making sure it didn’t have any health risks or whatever they tested for. Hanna honestly didn’t care for any of that information, or even the child to begin with. Her sister was dead, having given childbirth, and now, her poor little daughter was all alone in the world with no one to take care of her.<br/><br/>Well, except for her, as she was the only living relative left.<br/><br/>Her mind kept wandering, kept going back to her originally decision. What was the point of taking care of a brat that wasn’t hers? From someone like her younger sister; so nice, so kind, so<em>perfect</em>. Always at the heels of others, always the one that others looked up to; it was sickening at times, seeing how so many thought the world of Carol.<br/><br/>And look where her hard work lead her; dead in the ground.<br/><br/>“Hm?” Her dark eyes left the occupying space in front of her, watching as the doors opened to reveal two more figures coming into the spacious room; her look of contemplation turned to one of annoyance, but instead a sweet, condescending smile came to the young woman’s face.<br/><br/>“Ah, Riko, it’s been some time hasn’t it?” A sickeningly sweet tilt in her voice echoed along the walls of the room, obviously one of pleasantries, but there was a hint of something else, something conniving. “I see you’re here to fight against this decision;<em>again</em>.” She didn’t even bother to address Azmodiel next to her, the large man not in her list of those that she wanted to gloat and antagonize for the moment. She knew why the two were here, and oh, wasn’t it just a treat that this was in her favor.<br/><br/>Maybe this decision to come wasnt such a bad one after all...