Mizuki Fuyabi

Muki (if you have a desire to be hit in the face)

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lieutenant

FIRE EMBLEM: AWAKENING - SEVERA

5'3''

120 lbs

The first thing that anyone notices about Mizuki is her vivid red hair; she takes great pride in brushing it and tying it up with expensive-looking hair clips, although she can be caught with regular hair ties on the practice field. On special occasions, she'll even wear her hair down, although never without some kind of comb or clip to embellish it. Sharp-cut bangs frame her round face and reveal a pair of dark brown eyes. This face is rounded and feminine, with a soft jawline and pouting lips; her mood is almost always clearly displayed, whether in a furrowed brow or wide grin/ Her skin is near-white and marked with countless bruises and cuts, though there are no major wounds to note. Her fingernails are well-kept and polished, but they are also cut extremely short for the purpose of practicality.

With a small stature, Mizuki doesn't look intimidating at first glance, but she has a lot more muscle than a typical female. Most of her body is covered by the shihakusho, which is modified only be having the sleeves removed. Her arms are thin but not feminine; instead, they're muscular from Mizuki's consistent training and natural disposition. On special occasions, Mizuki's outfit changes to a bright red and floral-printed kimono accompanied by a gold obi. Yet, one thing that she's never seen without is her zanpakuto, which will only be removed from her hip for hand-to-hand combat training.

-Her Zanpakuto// although there are a variety of skills to be admired out there, Seiryu will always be her number 1.
-Sashimi// nothing says delicious like fresh fish! of course, nigiri is delicious too, but sashimi is where it's at.
-Hand-to-Hand Combat// it's fun, it's energizing, it's a way to prove to the guys that I can kick just as much ass as they can, and even more.
-Expensive Things// let's have that kimono, and maybe also some hairclips? I'll take it in gold please, with whatever gems are the shiniest. oh, also, he's paying.
-Money// it never hurts to have a little more!
-Sunny Weather// because I can take the heat, or enjoy a cold glass of sake.
-Festivals// it's all about the excitement! food, fireworks, and guys and girls in very cute kimonos. it's pretty romantic.

-Candy// ugh, too sweet, too cheap. let's go with something a little more sophisticated.
-Being Beaten// it's not like anyone actually LIKES losing
-Gossip// if you have something to say to me, say to my face, bitches.
-Gambling// what do you mean a straight beats a 3-pair?! gimme back my money!
-Drinking// don't get me wrong, alcohol is great, but somehow I always end up getting roped into poker, and not the fun kind.

-Inferiority Complex// don't you dare look down on me!
-Greedy// see that, yeah, that, the thing. it's mine now.
-Dense// wait, what do you mean she hates me?! but she always acts so sweet! I mean, she did ruin my paperwork once but.... wait. it wasn't an accident?!?
-Short-tempered// get out of my face you asshole, or my fist'll meet yours.

-Practical// as much as I love me a nice gold clip, at least I know that other things come first, and no matter how cute that is, it's not ending up on the battle field.
-Brave// but some call me stupid, too.
-Loyal// to my friends, to my lover, to my squad and to the proper art of fighting.
-Clever// most of the time. some of the time. okay, fine, only a little bit, leave me alone!

Mizuki likes to own nice things, and the reason she can is a combination of her own knowledge and overwhelming personality. Perhaps her desire for expensive things comes from insecurity about losing, but whatever it is, that desire keeps Mizuki from becoming male (in all but physique). She's a balance between masculine and feminine, with a penchant toward anger and fighting as a resolution to most of her problems. For that reason, she always gets into trouble with some person or another, and while and win will boost her fluctuating ego, a loss pains her for weeks at a time.

Yet, on a good day, Mizuki is pleasant to be around; she would never hesitate to help out a friend if she could, and once she likes someone it's hard to change her mind. Of course, when she decides to hate someone, it goes just the same way. Mizuki's not very good at concealing her emotions in daily life and at the same time, she also sucks at reading the feelings of anyone who doesn't wear their heart on their sleeve.

her fists

name: Seiryū (the blue dragon of the east)

sealed form: The sword itself is nothing magnificent; a black-and-white katana no different from average. However, the sheathe is a bright red and orange hue with white embellishments.

spirit: Dressed in a magnificent haori and hakama, Seiryu is a sight to behold. His clothes are decorated in every possible shade of blue and designed with intricate embroidery. However, from his shoulders-up, he has the neck and face of a dragon with vibrant red eyes and gleaming white fangs. These features are unmoving; in other words, a mask, though Mizuki has never peered beneath it. The spirit could be described as Mizuki's opposite in personality - calm, pacifistic and humble - but despite that, the two work together in harmony. Seiryu manages to keep his mistress sane and helps her to redirect her overwhelming emotions towards benign causes.

inner world: The entirety of the world is contained on the peak of a mountain; if you were to look down, the only thing there would be a wall of clouds. The sky is in a permanent state of sun-rise, a colorful hue in stark contrast to the gray rock of the mountain, and a moon is still visible at the same time as the sun. The rock formations are hard, jagged and uncomfortable, save for a platform where Seiryu and Mizuki usually meet to meditate and converse. This platform, located near the sea of clouds, is of decent size, approximate a hundred feet in diameter and completely circular in shape.

release command: "Rise from below the horizon!" (often abbreviated to "Rise")

description: Once released, Seiryu splits into fire and wind wheels. Both possess black handles, but the blades are of different colors. The first is orange with a red edge, sharpened and without decoration. The second is light blue with a darker edge, and a row of spikes protrude out of the edge like sharp teeth.

type: Melee

techniques:

For: Shikai
Name: Solar Slash
Type: Offensive
Cooldown: N/A
Cost: Low
Range: Very Short
Description: The weakest and most basic of attacks; Mizuki swings her wheels in a string of combo attacks with the intention of dealing damage instead of delivering a final blow. It relies more of her physical strength and BUK.

For: Shikai
Name: Solar Crush
Type: Offensive
Cooldown: 3 posts
Cost: Medium
Range: Low
Description: Stronger than the Solar Slash, Mizuki pumps spirit energy into her weapons to create a blunted edge. When she strikes her opponent with her blades, they feel a shock-wave run through them which will stun those weaker than her. A SEI of 6 points higher than the opponents HAN stuns for 1 post, a SEI of 14 points higher stuns for 2 posts, and at 30+ points higher stuns for 3 posts.

For: Shikai
Name: Eclipse Formation
Type: Defensive
Duration: 2-4 posts (including activation)
Cooldown: 2 posts after deactivation
Cost: Medium-Low
Range: Low
Description: Connecting her blades together, the two temporarily meld into each other and form a small, circular shield with a diameter of 1.5 feet. The shield can deflect physical attacks and weak kido. The only kido attacks that can be blocked are Hado and only up to SEI stat 6. Mizuki rarely uses it on account of the fact that it takes time, 2 posts, to set up.

For: Shikai
Name: Strident Aubade
Type: Offensive
Cooldown: 7 posts
Cost: High
Range: Medium
Description: Although at first appearing to be nothing more than a basic combination attack, it allows Mizuki to reach opponents who dodge her attacks. After swinging her blade for an attack, a shock-wave of compressed reiatsu travels from the blades in whatever direction they struck. The wave can travel up to 40 feet before disappearing, but becomes weaker the further away it is from its conception.

Not yet acheived

name: usually in japanese, but doesn't have to be.

description: explain how the appearance of your character changes during bankai, and the basic ability.

type: either list an element, or something else that clearly represents the abilities this character will gain in bankai. Be aware that abilities do not stack, so all shikai techniques are replaced with the bankai techniques upon release.

stat upgrades: which stats increase in bankai and by how much? Only fill this out after you have been given your class/level.

techniques: may have 4 to start. Register these through creation before adding them to your application.

Mizuki lived in Japan back when it was still an isolated country. Her world was a small farm on a mountain, oddly similar to that of her inner world, where her family raised cattle and took care of the land. She had two brothers, both older, and one younger sister, and live passed by slowly. She was educated at home by her mother, learning basic arts and how to sew and how to act like a lady.

Yet, the peace didn't last, for when Mizuki was fourteen, the local village was raided and all of their animals slaughtered, leaving every family in heavy debt to pay. Both her brothers were sent off to work at first, but by the end of the year Mizuki was also sent away to work-study in the city. Life became hard; she lived with both of her brothers in a single-room apartment, where they barely scraped by and continued to send their parents money. Mizuki graduated high school at 18, and at that time she was finally allowed to return home to the farm, but her brothers were both grown and decided to remain in the city and start their own lives. When Mizuki returned, she found that her sister had died of illness because they were unable to buy medicine, but life would go on. Or, so Mizuki thought.

One night, there was a strange noise -- the roar of an animal Mizuki has never heard before -- when she went outside to check on things, she found nothing but frightened cattle. Then, the ground started to shake, and unbeknownst to the girl, her sister had become a Hollow. A feeling of terror overwhelmed Mizuki and she began to run, but not fast enough, for the cattle where just as afraid and began to stampede. Knocked unconscious, Mizuki missed a shinigami defeat the hollow and barely clung on to life. She died by morning, but none came to collect her soul. The girl struggled to accept death and was forced to watch her parents mourn the death of both of their daughters, and a rage overwhelmed the girl who had no idea of what had happened. She was on the verge of becoming a hollow when, at last, a soul reaper came to send her to the soul society.

In rukongai, Mizuki found herself in one of the higher numbers of the West district. She found of family and was well taken care of, but for some reason, she couldn't connect with anyone. While the rest of the spirits were content in their peaceful afterlife, the girl was always restless. She got into constant trouble, and though always forgiven for her harmless outbursts, people began to shun her. Behind her back, she would catch whispers about how she should have been put in a different district, and always lashed out at those who talked about her. Mizuki's adopted family took care of her despite all of that, but then a person from the district was invited to the shinigami academy. After hearing of it, Mizuki decided that she wanted to go there as well, and began to pine others for information about it.

Somehow, Mizuki was able to meet up with a real shinigami and demanded them to take her into the academy. Even though she was an annoyance, maybe even because of it, the shinigami agreed to let her try her luck. Once at the academy, Mizuki finally began to feel accepted for her skills; experience in physical labor had made her strong, and she quickly picked up fighting techniques and strategies. Kido and healing arts were more of a struggle, but not significantly so. She was good at things, bad at others, but managed to float somewhere in the top rankings of her class.

Some of the guys at the academy formed an unofficial combat club and, on account of Mizuki's temperamental and pugnacious nature, invited her to join as one of the few female members. There, the shinigamis-in-training shared their knowledge of fighting and training from their own lives, and taught each other how to fight. This, of course, included sparring. Within this club, Mizuki was confessed to by a guy; and, having never been in a relationship before, she didn't see the harm in being with him. He was from one of the noble families of the Soul Society, and showered Mizuki with expensive gifts (thus the beginning of a bad habit and expensive tastes). Even though it wasn't part of the academy officially, the martial arts and combat club they formed gained some popularity, and other students would even attend matches (and girls would cheer for their own boyfriends).

This attention drew the eyes of squad 11, whose very core character was the art of war. An invitation the squad was extended to the members of the club who had managed to keep up with all of their classes at the shinigami academy, including Mizuki. They wouldn't become formal members until they graduated, but the offer drove Mizuki to work harder in her training so that she could become an official shinigami. She awakened her zanpakuto, Seiryu, shortly after the invitation, and was pleasantly met with a melee-type that would fit well within the ranks of her future squad. Not all of the club members successfully graduated, but Mizuki was one of them, and she started off as an unseated officer in the squad. And guess who didn't make the cut?

Mizuki's 'boyfriend' was forgotten about without even a goodbye, and though she was one of the rare females in squad 11, Mizuki had her eyes set on another target. She had been in the Soul Society for about 20 years since she died when she met the first girl she liked, just a pretty person from squad 4. It was a strange feeling, and the crush never went anywhere, but most of her fellow squad-mates realized she was into a girl and left her alone.

Decades passed in the world of the dead and not much changed; Mizuki honed her skills and continued training in different forms of martial arts. She typically fought in teams with her squad-mates, but in one mission, she was sent out with only a partner. They were supposed to kill a weak hollow in the living world--nothing special, or so they assumed. The pair went out to the living world and tracked their target, but the hollow was stronger that they ever expected. Mizuki's partner was crushed after a battle that dragged on and on, but Mizuki finally was able to slay the hollow and returned the her squad changed. Her hot-tempered nature vanished for awhile, and she ditched most of her social activities to spend more time training. She failed; that was her only thought. She failed to protect her partner, and she never wanted to again, even though he was a man she had barely known.

At the end of her mourning period, which lasted a few years, Mizuki came out with a 5th seat rank. She remained a stoic warrior for a few years more, moving up to 4th seat, and within another decade she was back to her cheerful self. At 150 years old, Mizuki had achieved quite a bit, but she had yet to experience the true feelings of love, and longed to find a companion to marry as she saw her fellow shinigami doing. Things would have been fine if she could have picked one of her own squad members to fall in love with, but instead in happened to be the captain of another squad. Mizuki would get in trouble for spending less and less time attending to her duties as a seated officer, and more and more trying to figure out ways to catch her target's attention.

Then, the seat of lieutenant became vacated in the Soul Society, and Mizuki was informed by one of her friends that it was between the 3rd, 4th and 5th seats to attempt to capture the position. The captain at the time was uncertain of whom to pick, since all 3 were decent shinigami, which meant that she had to show something that the other two didn't have if she wanted to become lieutenant. Realizing that she was behind from chasing after her crush, and unfortunate habit, Mizuki started volunteering for any and every mission, but that didn't necessarily impress the captain.

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Time was running out, a new lieutenant had to be named soon, which meant that Mizuki's best chance would be to do something crazy; and she did. The girl challenged the other two seats to a zanpakuto-free fight, and asked the captain to name the winner his lieutenant. The 5th seat, who had been a member of the same martial arts club with her, declined the fight, telling Mizuki he would cheer for her to get the position, but the 3rd seat accepted her challenge. It was a gritty brawl - the kind squad 11 loved to watch, and even though the 3rd seat was stronger than her, Mizuki was quick on her feet. In a few quick moves, she knocked the man over enough times that she was finally declared the winner, even though she had taken quite a beating. It wasn't a guarantee, of course, that the girl would be approved, but something she did must have earned her enough respect to become lieutenant.

Life a lieutenant wasn't much different from being a seated officer; Mizuki was cheerful, strong, and for once felt as if she had achieved something great. Plus, she received a paycheck that she could use to afford fancy hair-clips and brushes, which was all she needed to be happy.

"Don't. you. dare." the boy pronounced each word firmly, eyes narrowed on the girl's hands. In her grasp was the last piece of chocolate in the house; and for no one would Terra be willing to give up his delicious sweets. A cheeky grin found it's way to the girl's face, and she held up the wrapped chocolate bar without breaking her gaze from Terra's. He hated that her guts; the female tormented him at every opportune moment. Terra never understood what sick satisfaction she got out of causing him irritation, but as she stood there with her stupid smile and messy white-blond hair, he wished that he had a different 'best' friend. Every inch of the male was on edge; Maya was unpredictable; but if she dared to cross him and his food, he would have his hands around her throat in a second.

Maya thrust out one arm and attempted to slam Terra's nose in with her elbow, and in reflex the male raised his guard. When he processed what had happened, she was already ten feet away, speeding up in a mad dash to get away from the now vengeful male. "Sorry~" she sang back. Teeth gritted and eyes ablaze, Terra dug the toe of his shoe into the ground before pushing off and starting the chase. Maya dodged around a corner and Terra quickly changed direction as well, elbow knocking into the table. As soon as he was down the hall, a crashing noise interrupted the pair's footsteps pounding against the hardwood floors.

Maya hesitated for a moment and looked back; and in that hesitation, Terra lunged and tackled her to the ground. Plucking his prize from her sweaty hands, Terra grinned down at the female. Instead of finding mischief or sass in her expression, he saw that she was afraid. Legitimately terrified of something. Even though he was pinning her down out the moment, Terra knew he couldn't be the cause of her distress. Even though it was painful to admit, Maya could probably overpower him if the situation called for it, or probably just if she actually wanted to.

"What?" Terra questioned, one eyebrow raised. It was unusual to see anything akin to fear strike Maya. He had never known her to have any phobias. Snakes, nope. Spiders, nope. She even got some enjoyment out of closed spaces and heights, probably because it terrified whoever was with her.

Maya bit her lip and hesitated, but then replied; "I think you may have knocked over Mother's statuette."

Terra released his friend from her position on the floor, and clutched his chocolate. Now, the mischievous smile floated across his face. "Your mother's statuette, your problem." The male turned toward the door with his chocolate in hand and, shortly after, in mouth. Maya's jaw fell open. "You're leaving?!!" "Yeah." He could see the way that his friend was panicking, and even though Terra didn't usually enjoy tormenting people, it was nice to have the tables turned for once. Though the male had scarcely seen Maya's mother before--to him, she looked like an average human woman, but who knows?--apparently, to Maya, she was the only thing on earth worthy of fear. Turning on heel again, Terra continued making his way to the door, expecting another reaction.

This would be fun.

AD-0.

HAN: 11
REI: 10
HAK: 13
SEI: 11
BUK: 6
HOH: 9
Points Earned: 0
Total points: 60.

Chesha

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