<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4a/46e034229f93d6761b56c8e07b4104d2.jpg)</div><strong>Usagi</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/146g-4SJc-deYdaFpUWzQaXwhk6--hU_GqHE0UwR7VMY/edit)<br/><br/><strong>Age</strong>19<br/><strong>Height:</strong>5’1”<br/><strong>Weight:</strong>101lbs<br/><strong>Bust:</strong>C<br/><strong>Hair:</strong>Bright purple, straight and silky, hip length.<br/><strong>Eyes:</strong>Light sapphire with dark blue rims.<br/><strong>Outfit:</strong>See image.<br/><br/><strong>The Dream</strong>I’ve had the dream for a long time now.  Walking throuhg the heather with a katana across my back.  The bamboo hat keeps the son from burning my tight, toned body.  Purple hair whipping in the wind.  My body knowes what the do with the sword in ways as intimate as any saumai of old and if I sing just right, the fire will answer...  I felt so weak that night.  I knew I didn't have much longer.  Why was I still dreaming of another world when my own would be taken from me so soon…  Wait?  Am I awake?  This isn’t my wheelchair?<br/><br/>