"Oh, woops. Almost slashed you there. That would've been messy."
Playlist:
Lizz - Wings of Freedom (Music box ver.)
Reol/Giga-P - Asymmetry[No Title-]
Translation of Asymmetry
The Eden Project - Death of a Dream
Full Name: Hiteikei Kirano
Nicknames: Hite, Kira, Keino, Commonly-mistaken-gender
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Gender: Male
"I know, it's hard to believe, but I'm a guy. What, do you not believe me? No, I won't wear that blouse."
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Age: 16
"Pretty young to be killing monsters. Meanwhile, most kids my age are reproducing by accident."
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Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
"Unlike my daggers, I don't have dual-preference."
Guild: Echelon
"Monsters giving you problems? Are they ruining your life, interrupting your casual strolls, and relieving themselves on your lawn? Well don't fear, 'cause Guild Echelon is here!... Note to self, don't let Airyl write up our advertisements."
Role: Warrior
"Swish. Swish. Stab. Not too much to wrap your mind around. Although, I'm not sure if such a highly regarded title such as 'Warrior' is fit for me."
Nicknames: Hite, Kira, Keino, Commonly-mistaken-gender
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Gender: Male
"I know, it's hard to believe, but I'm a guy. What, do you not believe me? No, I won't wear that blouse."
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Age: 16
"Pretty young to be killing monsters. Meanwhile, most kids my age are reproducing by accident."
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Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
"Unlike my daggers, I don't have dual-preference."
Guild: Echelon
"Monsters giving you problems? Are they ruining your life, interrupting your casual strolls, and relieving themselves on your lawn? Well don't fear, 'cause Guild Echelon is here!... Note to self, don't let Airyl write up our advertisements."
Role: Warrior
"Swish. Swish. Stab. Not too much to wrap your mind around. Although, I'm not sure if such a highly regarded title such as 'Warrior' is fit for me."
"Come forth, let us spring towards victory, my comrades!"
Hair Color: Cyan
"I swear, if you call it 'light blue' out of laziness. There's a slight tint to it, if you look close enough. And to many people's surprise, it's all natural. No dyes whatsoever. I never knew my mother, so I would be surprised if my old man got a little too feisty with something non-human. Maybe a naga with cerulean scales? I'm pretty sure he had a thing for snakes, and I do hiss randomly from time to time. I keep it in a pair of pigtails most of the time, since it can block my vision."
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Eye Color: Azure
"Slightly darker than my vibrantly colored hair. People say I give the stare of a snake from time to time... Maybe it was a Nuwa he reproduced with? Jeeze, I'll have to ponder this throughout my whole entire life."
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Height: 5'6"
"Can't say I'm too tall, which just adds onto my androgynous physique. You know it's bad when women begin to compare their body mass with you. You know it's also bad when women want you to try on dresses. I'm starting to lose faith in my self-pride."
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Weight: 108 lbs.
"Let's just say, I'm light-footed. Definitely haven't tried to put on weight back when I was a child. No siree. But now I've come to terms with the fact that I'm as light as a feather. In all honesty, it's a hell of a lot more helpful than being an obese glutton. I'm more nimble, compact, and less noticeable. Perfect for my job."
Tattoos: None
"Think I'd trust somebody with perforating my skin with a needle?"
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Piercings: None
"If I didn't want anybody to even touch me with a needle, why would I relent with a piercing? A monster could rip out my metaphorical belly ring, and then what would we have? A belly button-less boy, and a lot of blood."
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Scars: A few embrasions spanning his back.
"...Onto another topic."
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Oddities: Androgynous Complexion
"Oh, what, seriously? This was the next topic? Well, I guess I do have more of a youthful face. Can't really call it a baby face, I do agree it does look very... feminine. I don't gain muscle easily, regardless of my ability to out perform most males of my age and above. I'm not really sure where my strength originates from, my father said it was from sheer perseverance and capability. Also, I don't really know how to cut my hair. I manage to rile up people of both genders when I undo my pigtails. How did Eth phrase it again? 'You are so cute, it's unfair.'
"I swear, if you call it 'light blue' out of laziness. There's a slight tint to it, if you look close enough. And to many people's surprise, it's all natural. No dyes whatsoever. I never knew my mother, so I would be surprised if my old man got a little too feisty with something non-human. Maybe a naga with cerulean scales? I'm pretty sure he had a thing for snakes, and I do hiss randomly from time to time. I keep it in a pair of pigtails most of the time, since it can block my vision."
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Eye Color: Azure
"Slightly darker than my vibrantly colored hair. People say I give the stare of a snake from time to time... Maybe it was a Nuwa he reproduced with? Jeeze, I'll have to ponder this throughout my whole entire life."
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Height: 5'6"
"Can't say I'm too tall, which just adds onto my androgynous physique. You know it's bad when women begin to compare their body mass with you. You know it's also bad when women want you to try on dresses. I'm starting to lose faith in my self-pride."
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Weight: 108 lbs.
"Let's just say, I'm light-footed. Definitely haven't tried to put on weight back when I was a child. No siree. But now I've come to terms with the fact that I'm as light as a feather. In all honesty, it's a hell of a lot more helpful than being an obese glutton. I'm more nimble, compact, and less noticeable. Perfect for my job."
Tattoos: None
"Think I'd trust somebody with perforating my skin with a needle?"
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Piercings: None
"If I didn't want anybody to even touch me with a needle, why would I relent with a piercing? A monster could rip out my metaphorical belly ring, and then what would we have? A belly button-less boy, and a lot of blood."
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Scars: A few embrasions spanning his back.
"...Onto another topic."
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Oddities: Androgynous Complexion
"Oh, what, seriously? This was the next topic? Well, I guess I do have more of a youthful face. Can't really call it a baby face, I do agree it does look very... feminine. I don't gain muscle easily, regardless of my ability to out perform most males of my age and above. I'm not really sure where my strength originates from, my father said it was from sheer perseverance and capability. Also, I don't really know how to cut my hair. I manage to rile up people of both genders when I undo my pigtails. How did Eth phrase it again? 'You are so cute, it's unfair.'
Personality:
{Tactful, Patient, Compassionate, Observant, Tolerant, Solemn}
Despite his innocent and pure demeanor, Hiteikei approaches most in a very formal way, contradicting his age and looks. Although he does come off as a neutral entrepenuer, who just so happens to bear two daggers and heads a guild, he is an extremely emphathetic individual. The boy naturally takes into account the mood and aura others give off, and acts accordingly. If anything, the boy seems too overly benevolent, backed up by his unlimited patience and understanding persona. In a sense, a moment isn't wasted before Hiteikei stretches out a helpful hand. But, depending on the person receiving his assistance, there might be a price tag attached to that purchase of aid and support.
Aside from his formal composure, Hite considers himself a realist. Seeing the world for what it is, a realm full of hardship, betrayal, and deceit. But within this cruel terrain there are those which are good at heart, individuals the boy befriends by default. Within this spectrum of morals, Hite is still conflicted on which category to file himself into. To skip such necessities, he has simply labeled himself as 'neutral', remaining unswayed by opinions and conceptions. As a facade to those around him, he keeps a straight face most of the time, although the slight sliver of a smile surfaces once in a blue moon.
The boy is guided by an undying sense of commitment. Whether his promises be to the legacy of his father, his guild, clients, or even common bystanders. Most question why the kid acts with such determination, but instead receive a reticent tone and a distraught look on the boy's face. Even though he has been following in his father's footsteps, he is still not contempt with his passing nor the ideals forced onto Hite's shoulders. At times, he can act sheepish when caught off guard or thrown out of his comfort zone. Of course, constantly traversing from place to place in a nomadic fashion with an animated doll and a pre-teen brings about its own slew of sporadic events. Hite has learned to always be on his toes, and never let his guard down, no matter if it's propped up against monsters or sudden cross-dress assaults.
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Hobbies:
Weaknesses:
{Tactful, Patient, Compassionate, Observant, Tolerant, Solemn}
Despite his innocent and pure demeanor, Hiteikei approaches most in a very formal way, contradicting his age and looks. Although he does come off as a neutral entrepenuer, who just so happens to bear two daggers and heads a guild, he is an extremely emphathetic individual. The boy naturally takes into account the mood and aura others give off, and acts accordingly. If anything, the boy seems too overly benevolent, backed up by his unlimited patience and understanding persona. In a sense, a moment isn't wasted before Hiteikei stretches out a helpful hand. But, depending on the person receiving his assistance, there might be a price tag attached to that purchase of aid and support.
Aside from his formal composure, Hite considers himself a realist. Seeing the world for what it is, a realm full of hardship, betrayal, and deceit. But within this cruel terrain there are those which are good at heart, individuals the boy befriends by default. Within this spectrum of morals, Hite is still conflicted on which category to file himself into. To skip such necessities, he has simply labeled himself as 'neutral', remaining unswayed by opinions and conceptions. As a facade to those around him, he keeps a straight face most of the time, although the slight sliver of a smile surfaces once in a blue moon.
The boy is guided by an undying sense of commitment. Whether his promises be to the legacy of his father, his guild, clients, or even common bystanders. Most question why the kid acts with such determination, but instead receive a reticent tone and a distraught look on the boy's face. Even though he has been following in his father's footsteps, he is still not contempt with his passing nor the ideals forced onto Hite's shoulders. At times, he can act sheepish when caught off guard or thrown out of his comfort zone. Of course, constantly traversing from place to place in a nomadic fashion with an animated doll and a pre-teen brings about its own slew of sporadic events. Hite has learned to always be on his toes, and never let his guard down, no matter if it's propped up against monsters or sudden cross-dress assaults.
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Hobbies:
- Tailoring:
Hiteikei is surprisingly skilled with a thread and needle, able to sew considerably fine clothing with the few resources at his disposal. His vest, tie and dress shirt were all a product of this skill, which he took up at a young age. The boy is secure enough in his masculinity to boast about his accomplishments in the clothing world, though others would say it adds onto his feminine charm. To say the least, such a hobby brings conflicted opinions with it. - Teaching:
Before Hiteikei decided on starting Echelon, the boy aspired to be a teacher at some point in highschool. He personally believed that such a profession coincided with his sympathetic approach to other people, and his always calm voice would sooth those going through anxiety. Since he is quite the patient one, taking time to teach his future students wouldn't be a hassle. Of course, after instating the guild, the boy had to cast aside dreams of the career path. But, luckily for him, a certain pre-teen is in constant need of his teaching, which he happily applies for. The boy spends a decent amount of his free time teaching Airyl and Eth about scholastic credentials, and other assorted topics. - Brewing Coffee:
"If monsters were smart enough to institute their own currency system, and were more intelligent, they would be lining up for miles just to get a sip of the stuff I brew. This stuff's better than ambrosia. Better than oolong tea. Better than cow milk, and we all no that stuff is super good. This. This is a godsend." - Bartending:
Out of the many professions and ways of income Hite picks up, bartending is one he majors in. Although he isn't a drinker, since he is quite young, mixing up a cocktail lies in technique and consistency.
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Habits:- Recurring Attire:
If one was to peer into Hiteikei's closet, they would be taken aback by the amount of vests, uniform in appearance. His set of attire rarely changes, a consistent style which is rarely seen worn in combat. Most would say that such formal wear would be constricting, and lessen his effectiveness in the heat of battle. But by some stretch of reality, Hiteikei works his way around the laws of physics, and never ceases to amaze others. - Flustered Supremacy:
As serious or formal as Hiteikei tends to act, from time to time the boy can blush when thrown out of his comfort zone. And, said zone is smaller in diameter than he leads on most to think. The stoic businessman-assassin-bartender has quite the amusing embarrased side to him. - Unconditional Seriousness:
It's a good perk to remain at an upmost calm, in situations where such reticence is called for. But for a majority of the time, Hiteikei keeps a straight face, to the point where he could easily pass for a monotonous doll. Of course, the only talking doll he knows has an especially vibrant personality, which kinda makes the analogy meaningless. - Tugging at his Pigtails:
Whether it be out of disdain, disagreement, disbelief, or mere denial, Hiteikei has the tendency to pull on his hair when he is stumped. It's actually pretty comical."
Likes/Loves:- Coffee - "Touch it, and I'll do more than just stabbing you repeatedly."
- His Guild Members - "By some stretch of the imagination, I managed to stumble upon those two. In all honesty, they're my greatest friends. Kinda like a family, I guess. You know, I'm the father, Airyl's the mother, and Eth is our adopted child which uses Airyl's chest as a pillow. Quite the happy family."
- Assassination "I'm not too fond of the 'head-on' tact most warriors utilize. Why not silence your enemy before they even realized your presence?"
- Music - "A good shanty once in a while always boosts my morale."
- Mind Games for Teaching - "...It's good to force your student off of a stable footing. Gives them life lessons."
- Hunting - "Well, sometimes my pocket can get pretty low on cash. Have to resort to hunting from time to time. The sport just requires a lot of patience, perception of one's surroundings, and the ability to follow feces.
- Apathy
- Biased Individuals
- Monsters - "They've taken many lives. It's natural to hate those which are hostile. I wouldn't mind having a small one as a pet."
- Cheapskates
- Going the Extra Mile - "I always do it. I always take that extra step, whether it be down a road or off a cliff. I have people I need to protect, and my own well being fails to become a priority. Can't saw I'm fond of the path I've chosen to traverse, just my job to guide those behind me through it."
- Recurring Attire:
- One-handed Weapons - "Although it has been proven that it's more efficient to wield a two-handed weapon, utilizing such a large armament requires sufficient strength. Also, it doesn't help when the weapon is larger than myself. I personally fancy daggers, which are more compact and can easily be hidden.
- Silver Tongue - "Sometimes, you have to barter with people to get what you want. I have quite the finesse in this category. Just got to play people like an instrument. First you must tune them, then you have to check how they sound, and then you play the piece."
- Tactician - "To be tactful, is to wait until the right moment to strike. You must take all variables into account, check for any faults in your plan, then follow through flawlessly."
- Sympathy - "I'm a very understanding person. If you have a problem, just talk to me and I'll give my humble opinion. Can't say I'm a guru, just a guy with decent common sense."
- Teaching Teacher - "Oh, I'm also good at teaching. No matter your pace, I'll match it."
- Compact and Petite - "I'm not gonna lie, I have quite the miniscule composure. But I guess that's more of an advantage than a hindrance, since I'm more nimble and can't be noticed as easily. In my eyes, I have a more preferable physique for my career."
Weaknesses:
- Hand-to-Hand Combat - "...Let's not go into that. Sure, I can wield blades pretty damn good. Buuuuuuuuuuut. Punching."
- Ranged Weaponry - "Hah, no. Do you know how many times my father shook his head out of shame, after I hit myself with the string?"
- Hot Chocolate - "BURN FOR YOUR SINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
- Hugs - "Every had somebody strangle you to death with a hug? I'd rather get eaten by a dragon rather than succumb to that fate."
History:
Hiteikei's parents weren't the best at thinking up names on the spot. In all honesty, what kind of name is Hiteikei? It's a mouthful, has too many consanants, vowels, and rolls off the tongue as smoothly as rolling a boulder. Anyways, regardless of their bad taste in the organization of syllables, the boy lived up to the meaning of his first name. "Atypical." The boy is a living prime example of the word, whether it be his natural cyanic hair, his mature composure at a young, or the fact that he wasn't by the fact he never knew his mother. And how could he? He had no memories of her, and the only ties he had to the woman was his audibly challenging name and the fact that she bore him. After she up and left, coincidentally leaving the man who had no parental qualities to fend for himself. Hiteikei's father was the leader of a renowned guild, commonly referred to as 'Potentate', a fine warrior nonetheless.
With such a highly regarded hero as a father, Hiteikei's indulgence into training was almost instantaneous. A miraculous feat made by the boy was his ability to balance the expansion of his versatility in combat with scholastic strives. Hite was a generally above average student, a rarity in the world revolving around weaponry and survival. Literacy wasn't highly valued, but years of classes began to bear the fruit of tactfulness. The boy became more cunning than most, decisive and picky with his words, as if each person he conversed with was an equation he could fluently solve. One of the largest influences of his youth was his teacher who he had throughout the entirety of his highschool career. An oddity among the faculty, as he wasn't a human by the slightest, but a monster which was civilized to the extent where others appeared barbaric in comparison. The yellow cephalopod shined the light, which spurred the ideal that not all beasts of inhumane origin were enemies of humanity.
But of course, all heroes come to their own extravagant ends, and Hiteikei's father wasn't exempted from this principle. The man and his guild died in combat, saving a satellite village from an attack by a high tier monster. At that point, the boy truly had nobody to lean on. Sure, he had his own circle of friends who sympathized with his loss, but Hite knew there was truly nothing they could do. Rather than relenting to wallowing in despair, the boy took it upon himself to continue his father's legacy. After filing the sufficient paperwork to the Capitol, he departed from the town which he once called home, all on his own to manifest his own echelon in society. And then he realized that being alone really, really, really sucked. But by some stretch of reality, he came across Eth and then Airyl, and the trio have continued to fight unworldly beings while turning a profit in a few categories of business. May coffee have mercy on his soul.
Face Claim: Nagisa Shiota | Ansatsu Kyoushitsu
Hiteikei's parents weren't the best at thinking up names on the spot. In all honesty, what kind of name is Hiteikei? It's a mouthful, has too many consanants, vowels, and rolls off the tongue as smoothly as rolling a boulder. Anyways, regardless of their bad taste in the organization of syllables, the boy lived up to the meaning of his first name. "Atypical." The boy is a living prime example of the word, whether it be his natural cyanic hair, his mature composure at a young, or the fact that he wasn't by the fact he never knew his mother. And how could he? He had no memories of her, and the only ties he had to the woman was his audibly challenging name and the fact that she bore him. After she up and left, coincidentally leaving the man who had no parental qualities to fend for himself. Hiteikei's father was the leader of a renowned guild, commonly referred to as 'Potentate', a fine warrior nonetheless.
With such a highly regarded hero as a father, Hiteikei's indulgence into training was almost instantaneous. A miraculous feat made by the boy was his ability to balance the expansion of his versatility in combat with scholastic strives. Hite was a generally above average student, a rarity in the world revolving around weaponry and survival. Literacy wasn't highly valued, but years of classes began to bear the fruit of tactfulness. The boy became more cunning than most, decisive and picky with his words, as if each person he conversed with was an equation he could fluently solve. One of the largest influences of his youth was his teacher who he had throughout the entirety of his highschool career. An oddity among the faculty, as he wasn't a human by the slightest, but a monster which was civilized to the extent where others appeared barbaric in comparison. The yellow cephalopod shined the light, which spurred the ideal that not all beasts of inhumane origin were enemies of humanity.
But of course, all heroes come to their own extravagant ends, and Hiteikei's father wasn't exempted from this principle. The man and his guild died in combat, saving a satellite village from an attack by a high tier monster. At that point, the boy truly had nobody to lean on. Sure, he had his own circle of friends who sympathized with his loss, but Hite knew there was truly nothing they could do. Rather than relenting to wallowing in despair, the boy took it upon himself to continue his father's legacy. After filing the sufficient paperwork to the Capitol, he departed from the town which he once called home, all on his own to manifest his own echelon in society. And then he realized that being alone really, really, really sucked. But by some stretch of reality, he came across Eth and then Airyl, and the trio have continued to fight unworldly beings while turning a profit in a few categories of business. May coffee have mercy on his soul.
Face Claim: Nagisa Shiota | Ansatsu Kyoushitsu
