Naomi Genkaku (Done)

Niiro

26

N/A

Baccano – Nice Holystone

5’10

150lbs

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Naomi stands in at a height of five foot ten and weighs in at hundred fifty pounds. When dressed casually she wears a black bow that is tied around her neck. Then collared sleeveless red shirt somewhat similar to a vest, with this she wears black finger fingerless gloves. Her pants are black and tight fitting which are tucked into a set of brown boots. On the edges of her sleeveless red shirt are little pockets which she can easily store stuff in. Her skin while fair is marred by a number of scars, and while she wears an eye patch it is to simply throw people off, and to allow her to see easily in darker areas. Meaning she can transition to darker areas easily just by removing the eye patch when she is in her casual attire, she also wears glasses with fake lenses, once again for the look and for people think she is weaker when in all reality she is not. Her eyes are the color of amber and her hair is blond that just comes to her shoulders. A fringe covering the left side of her forehead and her hair is cut messy at the end. Despite the fact of her maimed skin Naomi is in the peak physical condition of a human being, with very little body fat on her body.

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Niiro, which is Naomi’s alias, stands at a height of six foot. Only because of inserts placed into her boots to give her a taller appearance. Starting from the top in her alias form she wears a red mask. The mask has a small device in it giving her voice a deeper resonance that of a man’s. This mask she constructed herself. The mask cannot be taken off easily; the only way for it to be taken off is to press a button that is flesh with the helmet for easy removal. The mask is made out of durable material more durable than the average motorcycle helmet. Meaning it can take many knocks to the head or head butts if necessary. When wearing the helmet she wears a mask underneath giving her the appearance of white eyes with the black along the edges. She wears a long sleeved gray shirt that gives her the appearance of a man, only because of what’s underneath. The front of her body down to her waist is specially designed bullet proof armor. This armor is also hard to remove, and is held in play by four different fasteners. Three of them going around her torso and fastening around the back, and then two that go over her shoulders and also fasten in the back. The vest is designed with abs in mind to give her a more male appearance, when she wears this outfit she binds down her breasts to keep her more comfortable.

Over this she wears a brown jacket which has many different pockets lined throughout, from the left and right insides of the jacket and even one on the back of the jacket on the inside. The gloves she wears are normal gloves which hide the appearance of her Sanrei glove. On the knuckles of the gloves are two inch thick steel plates that give her a little bit more punch when she hits. Her belt also contains a few compartments which allows for the safety storage of Ginto otherwise known as silver tubes and hollow bait. On her right hip is a specialized Seele Scheneider made into a knife, it is modified from the traditional Seele Scheneider. The dagger holster is attached at three points, one to the belt, one around her leg and then a simple latch that can be easily popped open for quick use. Her gray pants are tucked into a pair of black boots with the inserts to make her a tad taller. Along the boots are some more pieces of two inch steel, also giving her kicks some added oomph.

-Gadgets
-Explosives
-Quincy
-Her dagger
-Women
- Fire
-Cigarettes

-Most Men
- Shinigami
- Hollows
- Arrancar

-Extreme sense of justice. It’s easier to kill someone, than put them in jail.
-Generally doesn’t care about the wellbeing of most people.
-Would gladly kill you if it meant that it would make her life easier.

-Merciful if she gets something out of it.
-Treats her lovers exceptionally
-Ambitious – Has a lot of ideas in mind, and how to make the Quincy great again.
-Leader

Naomi is not stupid. She knows that men hold all the positions of power in this world and that the only way she can hold a position of power and bring the Quincy back to their former glory is if she passes herself off as a man. There are two different personalities that she holds, and she can switch from either of them easily. Her first personality is what she likes to call her ‘normal’ self. In this personality she is known as Naomi, her biological name. In this she is the clumsy, fragile, weak girl with many flaws. Ranging from the scars that cover her body, the eye that was supposedly damaged in a freak accident and the glasses she also needed to wear after it. In this personality she is extremely flirty and kind, and comes off as a person with a pure heart. Even going so far to keep up the act to do community service and work in food shelters.

In her alias form, Niiro, she is the fearless male leader who is trying to bring the Quincy back to their former glory. She is at the peak of physical fitness, and is as nimble as a cat. Her training is done daily and to a T. The peak endurance of a human being and everything that comes with it, she will kill anyone who gets in her way. Whether it be human, hollow, shinigami or a combination of any of them. She will gladly sacrifice innocents or hold hostages to get her way. She is completely ruthless in this persona. An extreme sense of justice, and even though she is a Quincy she gladly cleans up petty crimes by most often killing those who commit them or wounding them to the point they will never do them again.

-Modified Seele Scheider, now taking the appearance of a dagger on her hip.
-Ginto, small liquid-filled capsules that are used for Quincy spell casting.
-Steel plates on the tops of her gloves and on her boots.
-A number of small explosives that are tucked into various pockets across her jacket, and she even keeps small ones on her person when in casual dress. The biggest of these explosives could blow a door off its hinges.
-Lighter
-Modified 50.cal sniper rifle - Soul Synthesized silver bullets able to kill NPC Hollow. Anything else the bullets come in contact with its like getting hit with a bean bag shot out of a shot gun.

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Her bow takes on the oddest shape. Eight arrows are pointing away from the center, the bottom arrow extending down much further than the others. The bow is a navy blue almost appearing black, the arrows are fired from the center of the bow. She can also rest the bow on the bottom arrow to stabilize her firing when kneeling, the bottom measuring about three feet while the others are about eight inches.

Hanging from a silver chain is a pentagram. A circle that is also silver and on the inside of the circle is the pentagram, the chain is not long and hangs off the ring embedded on her Sanrei glove.

Yes, she has mastered the Sanrei Glove.

Name: Explosive Arrow
Item used: Bow
Type: Offensive
Cost: Low-High
Range: Long
Description: By over filling the arrow with reiastu it makes it highly unstable. When the arrow makes contact with a target it explodes in a burst of reiastu. This explosive burst of reiastu can range from anywhere from 3-12 feet depending on how much reiastu is put in the arrow.

Name: Multiplying Arrow
Item used: Bow
Type: Offensive
Cost: Low
Range:Long
Description: When one arrow is fired, it can split into multiples of three. These three arrows are smaller than the original arrow fired. When many arrows are fired they can continue to split into multiples of three. So, if three regular sized arrows were fired then they could split off into nine smaller sized arrows.

Name: Trace Arrow
Item used: Bow
Type: Offensive
Cost: Low
Range:Long
Description: When this arrow is fired, it tracks the reiastu of the person it is fired at. Much similar to a heat seeking arrow but a lot more reliable since it is tracking the reiatsu of the person in question. The seeking part of the arrow only lasts for a maximum of ten seconds or until it comes in contact with its target or another object blocking it.


Name: Explode!
Item used: Ginto
Type: Offensive
Cost: Medium
Range: Mid
Description: These five centimeter liquid tubes give her a much bigger explosion than the ones she carries on her body. When throwing the tubes she calls out, “Explode!” the explosion is big enough to demolish a ten by ten wall, and anything within five foot radius of it included.

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Naomi was born to pure blooded Quincy parents. Although unfortunate for Naomi was the fact that she was one of the very few pure blooded Quincy blood lines left, and her parents took great pride in her. From birth they fed her nothing but the best of foods; nothing junky, healthy, organic foods and plenty of different kinds of vitamins and supplements, also teaching her as early as possible. Reading, writing, these were all essential for her to keep her intelligent and her blood line pure. At the age of five she started her conditioning for the Quincy bow, since her family believed it was never too soon to start her physical training. Giving her weights that she could handle and her parents taking her out on jogs; it wasn’t until around the age of ten that she started beginning the more serious training. All the while she had been home schooled by her parents in the less important arts.

At the age of ten she started to train with her Quincy cross which was a circle with a pentagram on the inside. Her first bow was a traditional Quincy bow, which required her to pull back on reiastu strings to release an arrow. All the while her body continually was being conditioned. Vigorously she worked at this between her studies, and between her Quincy training she also deviled into other endeavors. One of her favorite things was fire and explosives. At first it was just things like little M80’s and lighting paper on fire. Most of these things done in the depths of her basement, a place where her parents could not find her, and where the Soul synthesized silver could block out whatever sounds she was making. Years went by like this. Between the making of explosives, conditioning her body, and training in the Quincy ways she was always busy doing something. Her father’s library was filled with their heritage and books were written by him and her mother in the Quincy arts and ways just encase they would ever pass.

And unfortunately they both came to pass when she was around the age of sixteen. Feuds had been happening between the Shinigami and Quincy for centuries. Her parents had taken up their bows in another of the feuds and both had perished against the Shinigami menace; leaving her at the young age of sixteen with a large home, filled with books and inconceivable amounts of money, so much that she’d never have to work a day in her life. Although the Shinigami killing of her parents had only strengthened her resolve to get better and better. Every day was filled with ruthless training, and she continually read the texts of her mother and father and designed an alternative persona for herself. All the while most Quincy was in hiding, and being continually picked off. While she secluded herself in the knowledge of her parents and continued to perfect her form. While Naomi did not have a mother and father any longer she had hired a main for the household, the maid had single handedly saved her life.

While messing around with various combinations for small explosives she had added to much of one chemical and created a rather explosive effect. This in turn is how she got the scars that now cover her body. Her maid had heard the small explosion and quickly rushed her hospital. While she did not die of her injuries she was still permanently scared because of them. Due to this she developed her weakling persona. The eye patch, the glasses, the clumsy innocent person she was. At the age of eighteen she started to immerse herself in Karakura city. Volunteering, getting her name out there, her high name, the Genkaku family had invested a good amount of money into the town and out of their vast amounts of money properly invested still was funneled into several different projects. All the while in the depths of her household she was developing something that would bring the Quincy back into the limelight.

A persona she referred to as Niiro. A six foot tall, brute of a man, who cleaned the streets up of filth and often dealt with hollow with a specialized knife; this man made a very few rare appearances. Very little was known about him and he only came in times of hollow attacks when no one else was around to deal with them. All the while Naomi had hired the world’s best trainers and martial artists. Immersing herself in anything and everything she could to condition her body to the peak of physical perfection, and after years of doing this she learned many different forms of unarmed and armed combat. All the while perfecting the Quincy techniques that her parents had passed down to her in hundreds of volumes, written not only by her mother and father but from past generations along her bloodline. Immersing herself in Karakura she found out that she fancied woman a lot more than she did men. While she had flirted with many women, not many of them had returned her advances. The only thing that seemed to get her attention was the many different men of Karakura.

A lot of them wanted to bed her, because they knew she was wealthy. It had been more than once that a man had taken aggression to her after avoided advances. To keep with her persona she had let them hit her before, but she always managed to get away with some pepper spray to the face and perhaps more than one kick to the groin. All the while in the reality of her own home she was the adept at many different kinds of combat and she could of stopped any of those men easily, but she had to keep up appearances yet someone find out her other identity. After many years of lying in wait for the opportune time to rise up, she felt she was at the peak of her power. In the coffins of her basement she put on the famous Sanrei glove. And here, she shot arrows constantly. For seven days and seven nights she pushed the boy to the edge of its endurance and was met with the results she had desired. Surpassing the peak of her power, she now knew she could confidently don the Niiro personality. It was her time to raise some help, and cause the Shinigami many inconveniences. The Quincy would rise up once again, and she would be the leader to lead them.

It was nice to see the compliments she had offered to Rukia were taken in stride, and even a faint blush had appeared on her cheeks. Rin couldn't help but think to herself out cute that was, but was glad to see the words she had spoken highly of Rukia hadn't gone directly to her head. It was especially nice to see that Lieutenant wasn't being pushed around by her Captain, since it seemed he enjoyed treating her like a child, or at least that's how she felt. Rin had always been much smarter than everyone throughout her entire life, but she had never talked down to anyone, or made anyone feel inferior to her. She always tried to treat everyone as an equal unless they deserved to be talked down to, due to circumstances such as this one that seemed to be presenting themselves now. Although it seemed at the very moment, that the Captain was made of pure silliness.

He spoke to her about getting her head out of the gutter, and that she shouldn't think such things, more or less she figured because he was a guy, but what guy didn't think those things when it involved two women being alone? Then he finally took her comment in stride, how she would of guessed Rukia being a Captain because of her maturity over him, saying that she could be if she could run the division, but his mother wouldn't like it. At that moment, she had become all but lost in his words, not really sure how to take his comment and she continued to stay quiet. Although it seemed the Captain could only get more and more weird. It's almost seemed if he was pulling words out of his, although a bit cleverly, because they oddly made sense, if you could follow his complicated train of thought. Although it seemed he appreciated his Captain, as he continued to compliment her, in his silly fashion. Finally, after the torrent of comments stopped spewing she was finally able to fight back with her own words.

"Well, it seems the silly Captain of the thirteenth division does have a serious side to him after all." She replied, before she adjusted herself in her chair to sit up further in it. "Why does maturity matter, Captain Kurosawa? Because, maturity seems to almost be parallel to leadership. Have you ever heard of a human world leader who ruled while absolutely absurd? I can't recall one that has." She asked, while standing up and out of her chair, as she needed to stand to get into a battle of wits, with the Captain who seemed to be the jester of the Gotei 13. "And it may seem Lieutenant Kuchiki can handle any work that is thrown at her, but you have to take into fact Captain Kurosawa, that people like Kuchiki and I, are not the ones who typically ask for help, even if we need it." She said, as she was now walking as she spoke, choosing to turn her back to the Captain. "Personally, I handle ninety-nine percent or more of the paper work that passes through the Kido Corps, myself. I feel it is necessary that my Lieutenant handles other necessary matters. Such as, training to learn their Bankai, or perhaps learning a new bit of Kido to benefit the Corps."

She said as she turned back towards the Captain now, with her right hand, holding her left hands wrist at her waist, as she almost assumed that the Captain could probably feel her gaze. "Although it is not for me to say how to run your division Captain Kurosawa, I can only give you insight on how I run my own division here in the Gotei, and I can only hope that maybe you'll take it to heart and consideration and perhaps apply some of my methods to your own division." She said, as she took a few more steps towards the desk where the Captain was seated. Now, she was standing directly against it, within possibly two to three feet of the Captain. Her stance seemed a little aggressive, her neck rigid, as she wasn't afraid of the Captain in the least, or what seemed to be an oppressive and soul-piercing stare. "Lieutenant Kuchiki, it was a pleasure to have your acquaintance, I will definitely take the words you spoke to me in stride."

Rin said, looking past Captain Kurosawa, before she turned her head to the right, giving her a soul piercing glare herself, although being headless the effect was moot. "Captain Kurosawa... I suppose it was nice to meet you too. Although, I think small doses will have to do for now until I can... handle your humor." She said before abruptly turning on her foot and making her way to the door, she stopped and looked back over her shoulder. "Good day to the both of you." She said before she made her way to the door and exited, deciding that she honestly couldn't take anymore of the Captain's absurdity. It was more annoying than it was humorous. How he could mix the two together was beyond her. Rin typically only had two attitudes, one that she shared with friends where she could be carefree and calm, like she had been with Rukia moments before, or the one she had taken on with the annoyance she'd approiately refer to as, "Captain Kurosawa." Besides the point, she had a lot to think about, and more people to meet.

AV-0

HAN: 14
REI: 16
HAK: 16
SEI: 15
BUK: 16
HOH: 18
Points Earned: 5
Total points: 95

Blair, Mushi, Batgirl, I go by many names.

Rin Minatsuki – Kido Corps Captain
Priscilla Mashin – Obelisk of Charity
Blair Kitts – Fraccion to the 5th Espada