Hotaru Keichi

Name: Hotaru Keichi

Age: 23

Height: 5 feet, 9 inches

Weight: 149 lbs

Gender: Male

Personality: Hotaru is a benign figure when conversed with, he has a very warm, comfortable feeling given out to pupils around that he knows. Vigilant over his friends, he usually, carelessly places his life over a boundary to saving a friend when exerted into combat. He is usually seen with a blank face, one couldn't tell if he was angered, melancholy, or happy by first glance. However, if threatened to die or have his comrades injured, he can easily enter a state of seriousness, that can turn out badly during combat. Open to conversation, he is a very serene fellow who takes all speeches earnestly, one would look to him to explain a problem or to ask for wise advice on a topic.

Appearance: Hotaru is almost always seen wearing a livid, pale scarf onto his regular shinigami vestment. Some say that he should remove such a filthy cloth from his clothes, being that the ends of the scarf were torn by a frenzied animal before. Another addition to his standard outfit is a conical hat made of straw and bamboo laid on his back, only using it when the sun has become too radiant for him to read comfortably. Other then the odd gear he added onto his uniform, the shinigami robe looks cleanly origional with not a spot of rips or tears. By Hotaru's belief, his vestment is very stylish being that the exterior is black and interior white, would match his grey, ragged scarf and his extension of the straw hat being a unique inclusion to other shinigami.

Sealed Zanpakutō : In his sealed form his weapon is nothing but a simple kodachi, the guard however has been altered; becoming a blooming rose made to look of completely glass. Etched on the sword lies the words:
バラ. There also is a orange ribbon wrapped around the handle end, that is lengthly enough to wrap around twice over the ribbon from before onto the handle of the kodachi.

Spirit power: 18

Speed: 14

Intelligence: 18

Fighting skill: 10

History/Background: Hotaru's life began at November 29th at a local hospital, he was a twin to a brother who had been born a few minutes just before he had. Later did he discover at a older age that his birth with his brother had killed their mother, the father who was so obsessed with the love of Hotaru's mother decided he could finally not cope with her death, suicided a few years after when Hotaru and his brother Yoru had both turned 6. After the few weeks that Hotaru and Yoru had their birthdays, they were adopted by an uncle who was an alcholic, everyday they returned home after school they were abused by their uncles drunken frenzy, were he would beat Yoru and Hotaru while the wife of their uncle would watch frightened and remained silent, unable to help the boys. Until when the kids grew to the age of 12, the uncle this time had been charged for drunken driving and had returned home by police after paying the amount of money needed. Furious, he blamed everything on the Yoru and Hotaru, and beat them till they had bruises covering all over their skin. However, Yoru reacted back angrily this time that he had enough when standing up to his shaking feet, he drew out a kitchen knife that he had stolen from the kitchen; thrusting forward, gouging the parent through the liver, dealing a sever blow that killed him. Hotaru was in complete shock due to a blow from the fist to his forehead that cause him to faint, and later awoke by struggled shaking by a figure. Recognizing the face of his brother, that cried for what the crime he had committed and that the thought that Hotaru had died. Hotaru comforted his sibling telling him that whatever they cried for would not change anything, but afterwards realizing the situation they were in, Yoru had tooken him to an abandoned inn that he hoped could provide a home now that he was criminalized. After explaining what had happened and how he escaped carrying Hotaru threw the broken window at the back of the building, they decided they needed to live off by themselves now. A couple years after, when the boys had become 17, they now were supported by a man called Shujin who had decided to help them threw the feeling of pity. He gave the boys a proper household and supplies to live through, Hotaru despite all the terrible things that had happened decided to stay optimistic so that the feeling of loss would leave temporarily. Then one day his brother had not shown up back to the house, Hotaru decided to wait for a moment before deciding to search, and found his body laying outside being beaten to a pulp by a gang consisting of three people. Without thinking he jumped into the fray, blocking the gangs hits on his brother; nonetheless being wounded himself, he still stood to defend. Until he heard a gunshot and a sharp pain cut into his chest, he collapsed with another shot into his back and then a finishing blow as a kick down on his right shoulder. The thugs decided they were done before they would get caught, and quickly scrammed from the scene. Yoru crawled up to his face, and shouted for help with his hoarsy voice, but no one came. He looked with one last glimpse of Hotaru as his brothers eyes shutted. As angered shouts and screams came out his last words heard were "I will avenge you."

Much has changed though when Hotaru has entered Soul Society, it was as though he had never died and had grown to an old age without the pain of death occuring, the voice of Yoru still clings onto him, but he has forgotten the name as though entering the stage of being a shinigami had altered his memory.

Rp sample: "Hmm, infested with hollows?" Hotaru questioned, surprised. "Are you sure? This place fits the description of a ghost town, well... more then that of a hollow habitat." He glimpsed around the canyon walls, as a gust of sand past his nose and shook his scarf. Sneezing, he covered his mouth with his robes sleeves with an after fit of coughing as though accidently swallowing sand particles. Brushing off the sand from his shoulders with his opposite side hands, after lowering the one he had sneezed on; he blinked catching a glimpse of a shadowy figure closing around a nearby pinnacle. "Shunpo." He murmured to his group as they took a gaze at the sight of the canyon cliffs. Turning to the direction of the intruder, his hand flew to his blade handle by the side of his belt, he shouted for the "guest" to hear. "Show yourself! We know of your presence!" As the sound echoed through the ridge. Hotaru gritted his teeth and decided to take first action, as he slowly drew the naginata out from the sheath...