Name: Kazume, Seiko
Aliases/ Nicknames:
Age: 17
Seat: Behjart?
Height: 6’3”
Weight: 183
Personality: Standing in stark contrast to the rest of his family Seiko was never much of a people person, though this became painfully obvious once his brothers passed on. After just a few short years the boy had become introverted, cold, and valued logic over emotions which was something he believed led to the demise of his older siblings. Even with all these faults, however, people seem to flock to his side.
Theme Song(s): This is the sound of despair.
Physical Description: Seiko stands at roughly 6’3” depending on whether or not he’s slouching at the time and despite having laugh lines he is hardly ever seen with a grin blessing his hard face. He has eyes of icy slate and facial features hard enough to cut diamond. His body is chiseled, every subtle change in his musculature moving in unison as he moves. Over the years since his brothers’ deaths Seiko’s hair has went from a deep, rich raven black to a stark pearl white. People often wonder why this is, some even speculating that it’s because of some disease. Truth be told, though, the change was due to stress. Like his brothers before him, he has been complimented many times on the handsomeness of his face.
Cross: Seiko’s cross is made of soul synthesized silver and has an over all sleek design that looks vaguely similar to his quincy bow. The cross is styled with a slightly gothic theme, though it also has touches of something else, something darker.
Bow Appearence: Seiko’s bow stands five and a half feet when fully extended with sharp, angular protrusions. The bow itself is made partially of soul synthesized silver and partially of ambient reishi that he condensed into a solid form. Unlike the bows of the other note-worthy Quincy clan, the Kazume Clan bow is the color of pitch with dark purple undertones. From his bow radiates one feeling: death.
Personal Accessories: He keeps a dark cast iron locket around his neck at all times, inside which is a photo of his brothers and a small piece of paper with the words, “End them all.” scribbled on it as a reminder. To accompany that he carries a knife constructed out of soul synthesized silver and ivory. Lastly he has a wears a one inch leather bracelet, identical to one that his brother made, from years ago before Senrai passed away. It is decorated with red and blue paint that, at one time, showed their interest in the outback. They had promised to go together one day but that promise was broke when Seiko’s older brother passed on.
Quincy Accessories: As the behjart of his clan, Seiko carries a satchel of hollow bait on him at all times, as well as his quincy cross, Seele Schneider, and a Sanrei glove. On top of these he carries a quincy bangle in case of emergencies and ginto tubes should he need them.
Skills: Seiko is an amazing archer due to his need for a bow, but also retains the fighting heritage of his roots, practicing martial arts on a regular basis. Seiko also boasts an above average intellect, as well as tactical planning skills. He is also a pretty respectable cook.
Abilities: Seiko is well versed in Hirenkyaku and Ransōtengai, and while he knows the secret of the Letzt Stil, he has never needed to use it.
Bio:My story? It's a tragic tale of despair and sorrow, anger and hatred. For the first few years of my life all was good. A caring family, lots of money, and no worries. However that all changed when I was around four years old. First my eldest brother Kyroko passed away, then shortly after a monster inhabiting his body took Senrai from me. The greedy bastards stole from me the only two things I really held dear. I still don't know what made them thirst for our blood so much... Maybe it was the fact that our bloodline was extremely spiritually aware. Maybe it was just a vengence for all humans. What ever the case may be I know one thing. I'll never forgive them. I will hunt them all down, one by one, and exterminate them until I find the one who stole away their lives. In the years following their deaths I was placed into a private school, my family insisting that it would be safer for me. But really I think the teachers were afraid of me, and rightfully so. I suffered through the hell hole that was school for years before graduating at the top of the class a year early. Despite not having to work, I chose to go to a university, continuing with my studies.
During this time, though, I started to harness the power that my family had so long let slip through their grasp. I seized control of the inherit abilities that flowed through my blood. I became a quincy. At first I believed I had been the only one in my family to manage such a feat, only to find out later that it was only the last ten or so generations that had given up on fixing the world, cleansing the disgusting place of the hollow monster and their protectors, the shinigami. Naturally I wanted to discover the truth of my heritage. I went back and read texts that had been long since hidden within my family. I practiced and finally I achieved what all the others had not. I had mastered skills that even the most versed in my bloodline had died trying to learn. Because of this I named myself the head of the clan, the Behjart of the Quincy family Kazume. Now I seek to destroy all who oppose me, all those who doubt me, and all those who stand in the way between me and finding the beast who killed my brother.
