The INFAMOUS Intergalactic Detective Sachiko Chiasa<br/><br/>- initializing data report 00113.233.49 from sector 69.18 -<br/>*the screen flickers to reveal... nobody sitting in front of a littered background*<br/>*a disembodied voice*  Sachiko?<br/>*a happy sounding female voice*  Katsu?<br/>*first voice* SACHIKO!  Your report to First Command?!<br/>*a head pops up into the screen, stopping at the eye level, jet black hair put hastily into a pair of dangling pony tails on each side of her head, golden skin colored a soft pink around the cheeks, large violet eyes staring blankly*  But I'm playing my role playing game with Daiki.  Didn't we do this yesterday?<br/>*a sigh from the frustrated sounding disembodied voice*  That was two Galactic Standard weeks ago Sachiko.  You agreed to send this report yesterday, you didn't file it yesterday.  You just...<br/>*the half a head releases a scoff, blinks those rousing violet eyes twice, and then pops up until the face vanishes and an ample bosom replaces the big eyes, cleavage exposed from underneath the jammies clad in happy robot faces casting peace signs on mechanical hands*  Let's get this over with then, we were just unlocking the fifth key in the dungeon of Ashlandia, they say there is an ancient dragon in the Chamber of Ten Thousand Sorrows that will grant a wish if you can beat his word riddle and I'm pretty sure Daiki can figure it out, he's a really smart guy.<br/>*the bust turns and the back grows smaller as the figure wanders away from the recorder to sit in a command chair, turning back only when her curvy form has flopped down lazily into the command seat*  So yeah, anyway, um... nothing to report from sector nine...<br/>*a grumble form the disembodied voice*  Sector SIXTY nine Sachiko.<br/>*she lets out a guffaw and pratically rolls out of her seat*  Sixty nine?!  How funny!  You think they have a rule about naughty things that happen here Katsu?  Well, anyway, yeah, nothing to report from sector sixty nine.  *she pauses to snicker*  Um, will report for debriefing on 220 point zero zero, as directed.<br/>Sachiko... *the voice moans in hopeless resignation to the curse of this officer*  That was thirteen Galactic Standard days ago!<br/>Oh. *she looks at first perplexed and then seems to spring up like some happy toy, all grins and closed eyes and animated gestures with her pajama covered golden arms*  Well, better hurry home then!  We'll see you guys in Command soon!  Agent Chiasa signing out!  *she salutes and then bounces up and back to her place under the monitor, as a pair of machine eyes attached to a boom system drops into view*<br/>This is Victory Ship Katsu to First Command... HELP!<br/>- end transmission -<br/><br/>Sachiko Chiasa (happy child, thousand mornings - as in that's what every day with her feels like).<br/>She is the bane of the Galactic Investigations Branch of the Police force, First Command would have canned her if not for the fact that she is the daughter of Senior Commander Honzo.  So she was shuttled off to a place where they hoped she could do no damage, Galactic Investigations.  In other words "go and patrol remote corners of the galaxy and look for odd happenings which rarely ever happen".  Much to the chagrin of High Command this walking accident waiting to happen often stumbles across actual cases.<br/><br/>More annoying, she some how manages to solve them!  Usually this means something the size of a moon explodes in the process (never taking her out, and they sometimes curse her luck) but she usually manages to bumble across the solutions in some wacky fashion.  This causes mountains of paper work in First Command, mountains that are still being worked on by a staff of 50 working virtually around the clock, but has gained her quite an amount of fame among other detectives.  So while she is the dead albatross to her commanders (hung around their necks until the curse is lifted) she is kinda of considered a good luck charm to her fellow detectives... it's just that nobody wants to risk being around her lest they are not protected by her uncannily good luck.<br/><br/>She flies around in a Victory Class attack/patrol ship, piloted in large part by the ships computer Katsu.  She has a rather large arsenal of weapons and powered armor, most of which she only has basic knowledge of how to use. Her only "power" is her uncanny good luck, which brings her right where she needs to be when she needs to be there, and saves her keister from becoming kibble every time something really big goes boom.<br/><br/>Her failing is that she is not exactly the brightest bulb in the bunch.  She's also pretty self-absorbed and immature.  But what she lacks in brains and wisdom she generally makes up for in her childlike innocence and bubbly personality.<br/><br/>Concept: Bumbling Intergalactic Detective<br/><br/>Stumble over clues: 5<br/>Shoot things with other things and miss a lot: 4<br/>Galactic Police Procedures: 3<br/>Bubble headed: 1<br/><br/>Chi: 3