Kami Ishada

Name;: Kami Ishada

Age: 19

Height:: 6'1

Weight: 152

Gender: Male

Personality: An easy going,easy to stand,easy to like kind of guy. could be noted as calm, easing into every situation by assessing everything around him,making him a pretty smart guy. Witty. Known to make jokes and remarks about the more serious of situations. He reacts toward others as a bit of a loner until contacted. He is formally disgusted toward internet talk. Such as "Pwn,Fail,Epic,ect.". And his only major upset of a quality is his flirting toward the opposite sex.

Appearance: He had slender silver hair that descended down to his shoulders in a wild,spiked fashion. Gentle,yet transetic silver hues that stared calmly in the face of death. Almost concealed by medicated transitional glasses of a thin frame. Skin of a gentle milk chocolate complexion,and little facial hair.He usually dressed in a loose fitting beige jacket opened to reveal a simple white shirt. A beige and black beret, and red,fine fitting pants for freedom of movement,flexibility. He wore fingerless black gloves with a white and onyx charm embedded into the right. A saphire and crimson charm embedded into the left.Ofcourse,his outfit is liable to change.

Spirit Power: 19

Speed: 19

Technique: 19

Fighting Skill: 3

History/Background: He was an average kid. Nothing too heartbreaking or trouble filled about his life. He hadn't known his father,as he was murdered months before Kami was born. But he did have a kind,gentle mother whom prompted him to study tirelessly, and constantly trained his memorizing skills. As such when he aged to 9,he had little to no problem understanding,comprehending,and memorizing all of the information in his fathers journal. This information allowed him to reach his Quincy powers and sharply raise his spirit aptitude, He had learned that speed,focus,and manipulation of reishi was key to success of your average Quincy. As such, he focused training as he aged on that aspect. The result was impressive. Straight A's in school, and unparalleled adaptivity skills on the battle field. Recent bouts with hollows have taught him that he needed to learn more than just a plain arrow shot; So he now spends his time trying to learn new techniques.


RR Sample: He would pant,a hand gently supporting his weight against a sturdy oak. 8 hours had passed since he began training. This was amazing progress to him,seeing as it meant he could gather,solidify,and released arrows for about 4 of those 8 hours. He rose once his breath had caught up to his still pace while his onyx arrow broke up into reishi particles, resting as an ornament on his wrist. He prompted an index to gently slide up his thin-framed glasses with a nod. Resting too is as important then training, He turned to walk toward his home, the same index used to slide up his glasses leaving to flick his beret from a nearby tree branch onto his head. "I suppose this is more than enough for the moment." He would mumble. Leaving behind him a field of scattered holes,fallen and crushed rock,and barely wounded trees showcasing that he learned to manipulate the strength of an arrow. With a tap of his right foot he would vanish. Leaving to his home

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