Myorin Yoshioka

**Myorin Yoshioka** is an operative in the CRC. An experienced soldier who was briefly the captain of a Systems Alliance vessel, she joined the Council Recovery Corps as a security element to do something good in the galaxy.

## Biography

Born in Buzen, Japan, Myorin spent her early years in a fairly average manner. She attended school as most did. Even by the age of five her athletic skill was apparent. Myorin was enrolled in sports clubs at the school she attended, which she threw herself at with gusto. Aikido, Rugby, and Kyudo were the three she decided on following. Due to scheduling conflicts, however, both Aikido and Rugby were eventually removed from the school-sponsored clubs. Myorin’s Aikido instruction continued in a city studio, and Rugby was organized among children around the city who felt like a game here and there in the city parks.

Myorin did fairly well in school; her time in primary school earned her several friends, however, those that stood out were the twin boys, Tsunesuke and Kagesuke Shoni, and her female classmate Takeko Nakano. These three were well known throughout their school area, due to their prowess in sports and just how close the four of them were. Myorin’s father and mother were often away at work, so the small 'gang' typically used Myorin's house. It went on like this through middle school, where Tsunesuke and Kagesuke both made a name for themselves in Kyudo, going to several tournaments in their age group. Takeko and Myorin both wouldn’t be outdone though, both would go on to earn personal glory and bragging rights in martial arts tournaments. This constant interaction with the equally competitive, and physically oriented group led Myorin to strive all the harder, constantly trying to be the best, just as all the others were. It was healthy competition though

During this period of hormonal imbalance and body changes that come with puberty, Myorin was often commented upon for her attractive figure that was developing. It was something she barely thought about, and she scorned more than a few boys by ignoring their blatant interest, and some girls as well. Her clubs and schoolwork were always more important, perhaps it was this lack of physical interaction that left Myorin less socially adept than some. She had her small group of friends, but that was always different somehow. Her life as a middle school student was much like this throughout the few years, she did her work efficiently, she spent long days during breaks with her friends, planning their next Rugby match and the like. It was the week before their first semester as high-school students that truly shaped their futures.

Takeko had asked the question first: What would they do with their lives? They obviously wanted to stay together.

Ideas were pitched, but it was Myorin who suggested the Systems Alliance military. They all had been interested at least somewhat by the idea, after all, there had been a very heavy recruiting campaign going on in their city the last few months. That night, after debating the pros and cons, they decided that Myorin had the most solid idea.

Determined to stay together and not fall behind one another for any reason, they trained together during breaks, even in addition to their school clubs throughout high school. There were, of course, times when the dedication to things faltered, either from the stress of maintaining this hard schedule or other non-related stresses. Breakups from short-lived love interests and the like. Each time though, Myorin had a knack for bringing the quartet back together under her plan.

As expected, the training was absolutely grueling. It had to be, the Turians had shown what they were capable of in the First Contact War, and all of the data that had been gathered there and after had translated into training doctrine and expectations for the next generation of soldiers. The four performed well, Myorin excelled though, and even as the training was still ongoing there was interest in tagging her for special training. The second true graduation of their lives, the four all ended up serving among the Alliance Marines. Myorin had received an offer to try her luck at ICA, but she elected to stay with her friends, and to do more to earn it. After all, they had all joined with the intention of staying together, and had lucked out on all being in the same company, though their duties did vary they would always end up deploying together.

The four were all on Elysium during the Skyllian Blitz. Together they all fought to try and hold the line against the mass of pirate raiders. The four from Fukuoka fought hard, and their squad of 10 held their sector, but as other lines began to collapse they ended up surrounded and cut off. With supplies dwindling, action needed to be taken. They couldn’t simply force a breakthrough, they needed to keep up a fight to keep the enemy from simply following those that retreated. Tsunesuke and Kagesuke elected to stay behind, assuring their two friends that they would only hold out as long as was needed before falling back themselves

Takeko, Myorin, and the rest of their unit managed a retreat and helped reform the line further back. By the time that the pirates were pushed back, the fighting up on that distant hill had long since gone silent. The Shoni twins had fought valiantly, in the end, they had died on top of the bodies of fallen batarians and vorcha, ammunition utterly spent and Omni-blades burned out and broken

Myorin’s mind had trouble fully processing it in the next few weeks, she missed her friends of course, but their marks in her life were everywhere: Notes in her footlocker, gigabytes of shared media and conversations both in text and video files, even a customized helmet interface model that Kagesuke had developed in his spare time. It had a score counter for kills, hidden behind a few pass-phrases to keep regulatory officials from seeing. The numbers had her dead friends at the top, a constant reminder of what odds they had faced so courageously.

It would stay like this for some time, maybe a few upticks here and there when Myorin and Takeko’s unit were clearing another group out of a planet’s crater or something similar. Myorin and Takeko eventually began to engage in more romantic affairs, nothing overly serious, after all, it was only a year since the Blitz, and neither was ready for commitment. In the next year, 2178 their ship was among others that were assigned to the strike on Tarfon. Officially it was to help curb pirate raids in the area, but many saw it as the retaliatory response to the attack on Elysium.

It was Takeko who had ensured they were in the first teams on the ground, and it was Myorin who ensured that they made every effort to inflict a painful death to those they felt were responsible for their friends' deaths. She fought close in, with Omni-blade and side-arm in hand. The battle was hard, and in the end, Myorin lost more comrades that day than even on Elysium, but she didn’t lose Takeko. It had, however, hardened something in her. It seemed more real this time, maybe it was because the twins weren’t there, or because it was an attack where you have only the enemy in front of you to worry about. There was still the adrenaline, still, the self-satisfaction in a job well done, but by the end of Torfan, Myorin was certainly changed, and this wasn’t including the scars she had earned while pressing the attack

It was shortly after this battle that she once again was recommended to the ICA, as was Takeko. The two found renewed purpose here, they felt the loss of their old friends still, who would have been just as driven to succeed here, but they were determined. Each week that passed grew harder, but neither would willingly drop out of the course. Still, it was eventually too much for Takeko, not because she mentally quit, but her body broke. A spinal injury in the N4 stage of qualification forced her to relinquish her run for the coveted N7 certification. Still, she urged Myorin to earn it, now for her as much as for the twins. Myorin did try, truly she did, and very nearly succeeded, but the final stages of training proved to be beyond her ability. Removed from the program she was stationed aboard the SSV Trasimine, a new class of heavy frigate. Takeko had been stationed on Eden Prime, now acting as part of the defensive garrison for the fledgling colony.

The romance between her and Myorin faded with the distance and the time. Still, they maintained a constant amount of contact, and it helped to occupy longer nights that they had when not on duty. Which for Myorin, was not very often. Despite not achieving N7, her performance had been noted to be exemplary, and she was assigned to a unit known as “Nighthammer” They were an infiltration unit of a sort, meant to be deployed to trouble spots, specifically when sensitive information or important research was at risk. Myorin would serve in this highly effective, and very dangerous unit for seven years with an impeccable record.

Most of this information is sealed within ESA high-level security, but what is known for sure is that they were responsible for the elimination of key leadership members of the Iron Dragon gang, resulting in its dissolution shortly after in 2180. Other notable accomplishments include the elimination and capture of several Batarian "pirates" that had boarded a medical research station in 2180 as well. The tight quarters forced the more long range oriented Myorin to adapt, as well as practice her finesse.

The research aboard the ship was more than just a new medi-gel compound. Though Nighthammer never was privy to the true nature of it, Myorin suspected it was something less...savory. Smaller missions went on, another big one was in 2183; Nighthammer was assigned to aid a Salarian STG in re-securing a back world lab that was monitoring the Genophage progress after a Krogan battle master led an assault on the facility. It was recaptured, but the battlemaster did escape capture. STG would the ones to handle that as Nighthammer was shipped almost immediately to deal with a mysterious distress beacon sent by a fledgling Human and Asari joint colonization effort. Working the Asari corporation who had funded the colonization it was found that Cerberus had been responsible for destroying the small colony. The culprits remained at large thanks to their hit and run tactics, but the data recovered from cams and other sources helped to prevent further attacks by the group.

2186 was a touch and go time for Nighthammer, Myorin's team was largely left on constant Standby as the Citadel Space and Terminus Confederacy fought. However they did engage in one operation during the ESA's stated neutrality. Myorin and one other member of Nighthammer were sent along with an N7 Shadow by the name of Xieye. Their assignment was to comb through the destroyed remains of an Asari cruiser. They were to pull any useful data, get hull and ship layouts, and all of this would never reach the Asari, if it could be helped. The mission itself was uneventful, though the stress of working on a time-table, before the stealth frigate that brought them in had to dump its heat so they could remain undetected, was a constant factor. All in all it went we, and the data gathered helped to improve Alliance ship drive efficiency, biotic understanding, and smaller, less dramatic things like medi-gel improvements or interesting applications of biotics in regards to food.

Once the ESA did engage in open conflict the action became more intense, and a bit more varied. They were dropped ahead of planned attacks to gain important information that would make the attacks easier, or they might be assigned to destroy an Alliance station that was going to be captured, if recapture was unlikely or the information aboard was too valuable to let fall into enemy hands.

During the Skyllian Blitz of 2186, Myorin found herself and the rest of Nighthammer assigned to Elysium, though in a different point on the planet Myorin often found herself reliving the events of the first Blitz. Still she and her team did their jobs well, there were no casualties this time by the end. She took the time to visit a small memorial after the battles were concluded.

When the Reapers hit Eden Prime in 2187, Myorin was lightyears away, fighting Batarian slavers in a toxic swamp, she didn’t find out till the mission was over that her last friend from childhood had died. She saw her personal comm-link on her bunk that night, blinking with missed connections and a final message. There was little time to find her feet though, the Reapers were not something that could be given time to breathe and find their feet. “Nighthammer” was deployed to Eden Prime to do a sweep for important data. It was not going to be an easy mission, there was no hope of that. Reaper forces were nearby, and who knew what the ground forces might be like.

Still, Myorin and her team did their job, using shuttles to move around the planet to drop by outposts and installations on the planet to collect combat footage, sensitive data that the Reapers might have missed, and collect other necessary data. Intense and nerve-racking as it was, the mission had seen little combat until they reached the small settlement of “Providence” This small town had a pre-invasion population of less than 1000, but it had been where an Alliance official, one General Papovich had been last seen. Presumed dead, his office still had valuable information that needed to be recovered. Amazingly, the man was still alive, and in poor condition. Injuries were awful, and alien even to the massive database that they had on-hand for treating combat injuries. They had to wait for a shuttle to be sent down, one with an onboard medic to keep the politician stable. Something had alerted nearby Reaper forces however and soon the landing zone was a war zone.

Deemed “too hot” the soldiers were forced to fight to clear it, and eventually found that moving to a different location would be preferred. Myorin chose to hold the line now, knowing someone had to. Despite taking massive injuries, including losing her lower right leg entirely and heavy damage to her left arm, she held on for an astonishingly long time thanks to her intense N program training. Myorin truthfully had resigned herself to death in the last few minutes. So as she braced herself against a stone pillar and fired away with her sidearm she played Takeko’s last words as she fought, quite assured oblivion awaited.

Yet Myorin did not die like her friend, she perhaps thought she should, it would be poetic even. However, the Trasimene’s shuttles were still around, and after airlifting the doctor, had come back around to rain fire from door gunners and missile tubes. Myorin was loaded into one and they left the once beautiful colony behind them.

The medical treatment that was needed took several months, during this time Myorin was on Elysium, the planet was still untouched by the war. She was given expensive prosthetics and given the time to learn to use them properly. As recognition of her actions, she was even promoted to the rank of Captain and given her own ship, once it was done being built though, the Reaper forces had been all but decimated during the assault on the Omega-4 Relay. Still, there was plenty to do, Cerberus holdouts, pirate gangs, and even some old fashioned State-Sponsored Batarian privateers.

Myorin acquitted herself well as Captain of the SSV Lexington, but it was a short captaincy, in 2189, towards the end of the year she put in for discharge and took the time to figure herself out. It resulted in a very depressing cycle of waking up, performing her ESA drilled exercises, making herself a perfectly regulated breakfast, and then sitting at home in the quiet of her living room. Her father got her to try picking up an instrument to pass the time, and she ended up taking to the bass guitar, while she took her grandmother’s advice and picked up bonsai to help give her something to care about that wasn’t going to “run off and get shot” However civilian life just ...was not for her, she couldn’t deal with the quiet or with the noise of it all. When the CRC began to advertise itself, she signed up. With her extensive experience, she has consistently signed on as a security element for relief efforts. It probably won’t last too long, she’s not as young as she was, but she’ll take the chance to keep doing something good in the galaxy.

## Personality

Due to her upbringing in an older family, Myorin is professional and even tempered almost to a fault; many misinterpret this as being uncaring or aloof. However, Myorin simply believes that professionalism and logic are better policies than letting emotion and personal feelings show out to the public. There aren't many people with whom she might openly laugh or smile, and the passing of those that had that pleasure, has solidified her reserved nature.

Throughout her military career Myorin has shown an immense mental fortitude, even after suffering casualties under her command or within her squad. She seems to maintain her previous disposition. That being said she is fairly closed off to personal discussion in regards to herself. Previously, Myorin felt rather self deprecating following her failure to reach the level of N7, but she has slowly gotten past this. Her promotion to captain within the ESA was initially a personal victory in her mind, and she learned much from it, but it also gave her a deep sense of guilt in regards to fighting a war. When she had been a commander, she had felt responsibility with whatever happened to her men; she had been down there with them; As a captain, she could not go with them; she had to watch as they risked themselves. In her short lived retirement she found herself failing to connect with civilian lives and as a result retreated within her old habits of military routine.

### Exceptional Skills

* Tower: Myorin is an unshakable woman in the field, she doesn't panic, and she doesn't become overzealous. This gives her a surprising amount of authority over a battlefield, a clear head that can make decisions that others might second guess themselves about.
* Soft Steps: Her units seem to always focus on infiltration and stealth, and she has an uncanny ability to move quietly and sneak up on things and people. It's something she rather enjoys employing on crewmates.
* Myorin plays an old styled, four string bass guitar. It was her father's idea, but she's taken to it well. Her skill isn't anything incredible, but she certainly isn't a mediocre player. It is unlikely however that you'll get her to play a request, as she writes her own music normally.
* Her personal hobby that anyone who spends time around her will notice. Bonsai trees of various types are kept in her room, and if it is an open space, some there was well. She names each of them, typically a diminutive name such as "Byaku-ba" and the like.

## Physical Description

Myorin is obviously quite tall, but manages to avoid the "lank" look that might come with that. Her constant physical activity affects her form, her arms, legs, back, and core all maintain a good level of definition. She has several smaller scars around her body, none of great note save for the ones on her face, left arm, and right leg. Three close together, thin scars run from just underneath her left eye, across her cheekbone and to the ear on the left side. On her right cheek there is a thicker, deeper scar that curves down and then back, fading to a thin, and then nonexistent line just before reaching the back end of her lower jaw. There is a scar that moves through her lips on the left side as well, only an inch long or so, it is only noticeable by the discoloration on her lips. She has 3 names tattooed in vertical columns, starting on her right bicep. The characters are in Japanese, in black ink. They are large enough to reach down past her elbow.

From just below her right knee, her leg has been replaced with a high end prosthetic, such is the case as well with her left arm from just above the elbow. The stumps of each are much more pinkish-red in color than the rest of her pale complexion.

### Armament

* M-3 Predator
* M-97 Viper
* M-12 Locust

### Abilities

* Tactical Cloak
* Trip Mine
* Overload
* Invasion