oni viper /1 cb

An apothecary.

That's what District One was lacking all those years ago, that's the business that her Jidat Eazima had put on the district transfer forms at least. A double-sided coin, they built their empire on balms and salves and tinctures until the Viper name was the only one that mattered for first aid in One.

Children, then grandchildren, now great grandchildren all born from a single, courageous set of fangs dug into the armpit of the great beast that District One has become, holding on until eventual subjugation.

The Viper children all start their training in the greenhouses and labs of the Viper's sprawling estate with their Jida. Though known for their remedies, poisons are their secret trade. Weapons dipped in venom, words dripping with jewels barely disguised as fangs, they've placed themselves in District One society entirely through power.

Oni knows this, the empire that she stands at the peak of, two-inch stilettos digging into the flesh of those the Viper family has climbed past in order to stand with the best. Raised coldly, her heart has still managed to stay aflame and she carries her family name with pride.

The tips of all her blades dipped in poison, every movement is careful, choreographed. Fluid in movement, her combat style is akin to that of her surname. Known for slick, fast little darting attacks, the Viper fighting style has always been distinct. Through years of  hard work, she's helped keep her family name relevant.

Stern when it's required, joyful in her freedom, Oni has many sides. While she's dedicated to her family and to her duties, she's never been known to turn down a wild night out. She strives to keep balance between the woman she's destined to be and the woman that she is but wronging Oni or her family can prove to be fatal. Wrath is reserved for the powerful, the mighty, but that's never worried her.

Turns out it's too damned easy playing god.