Job:	Blade Master
Race:	Ork
Appearance:	Naoko is almost unique among Orks as she doesn't resemble the back end of a truck. She's deceptively cute, wearing light blue hair in bunches, a tight top and a short skirt. Long arm covers conceal long blades for a moment's use.
Quote:	"So den I took da Dwarf and shoved my Blade up- Damn, hold on. 'Phone call."
Personality:	Like most Orks, she's not the brightest bulb in the ballpark. She often makes rash decisions, going all-out for instant results without thinking of consequences - Consequences which have a profound effect on her. As yet she has managed to forget every lesson she's been taught, apart from, luckily, her mastery of bladed weapons. Still, she's the closest thing Crystal has to a friend, and she's always there.
Background:	Naoko had a typically rough childhood in the Ork slum district of Milton Keynes, Britsprawl. Life there was cheap, especially if, like Naoko, you had the misfortune of being probably the cutest Ork around. Eventually she was driven from her clan, leaving her Mother, Father (like she'd know who he was anyway) and 50 brothers and sisters, and ended up on a brothel which catared for clientele with 'exotic tastes'... Like blue haired Orks. After long months of work, she's finally managed to get out of there, and after buying the best skill-chips a Sunday Newspaper Magazine has to offer, she has a mastery of edged weapons to put to use.
Gear / Weapons:	Two concealed forearm blades, and at home, a whole knifery full of... KNIVES!