Character's name: Renkishi Sanabi
Aliases/Nicknames: Ren (By itself or whatever suffix), Sanabi, Sana-chan/kun,san,etc, Kishi-pi. The Oyster Shell. (In a nutshell; Representing her intentions of 'hiding' her true personality deep within and deceiving many. Oyster because of what her character holds. Like how her parents wanted to pry open her shell to see the pearl that is their daughter's personality. The Oyster shell because she was known to never leak a bit of information in her friendly posse of friends. And so on and so forth on solitude and stubborn actions.)
Age: 15-ish. Plus nine years in Seireitei. But her appearance haven't aged a day since her death.
Occupation: Student.
Reiatsu color: A gentle aura of light seagreen.
Appearance: What? (Still the same as she was human before, but the clothes are history.) She is a sylph standing up and sitting down with a weight of sixty two kilograms. Her height is Five feet and six inches. Originally, like any other original Japanese, she had dark brown hair, now dyed lite blonde. She says; "Oh this? It's a sign." Her irises are painted dark brown vortexes going very well with her stitched brows. (Kidding, all natural.~) Her lips are curled in slim pink that matches much of her blushed peach cheeks.
Accessories: Often a thread, ribbon, band, or pin to keep her hair in a bun, be it neat or sloppy.
Personality: She is known, to be as everyone else, different amongst them all as that trait continues in youths. Though what is most discerning about this one is her various way of acting. To her relatives, she is who they think to be, a relaxed, humorous girl. To her friends, school mates, a dull tacked clutz. Though she is respectable enough to not become a pushover. She is hardly seen with a smile on her face due to some apathetic traits. Asides from her obvious appearance, she is sharper than she is credited for. From various traits, the most common out of all to describe her is the term, 'lazy'.
Bio/History: Biography: Renkishi has had an average life, asides from living in the 'unsightly' area as a ghetto district, and being involved in many fights since junior high, but it was meant well. Her foster family has always thought of her as their real child even though they had one already by blood. Her friends are all maniacs, but she holds them dear throughout the years and whatever else they have overcome. However, one day, after a slim hangout at a midnight cafe, her two treasured friends lost their lives in an ally. Murdered for a poor attempt in money.
Scarred by this, she spoke nothing of it and remained much apathetic towards her third year in middle school. After that, nothing else went right. Following white Christmas, a crazed SUV ended her life.
Lucky for her, she hasn't been wandering for long, as a kind or hasty shinigami passed her on to their world. Unfortunately, her garments had to be forgotten as that world of spirits manually ragged them. That's also where thievery came in mind, knowing better that they're dead anyways.
How you became a Shinigami: Once she 'passed on' and lived a short legit amount of months in the lesser districts, she applied herself to the Academy in exchange for food and sheltering.
Kidou: None.
Abilities: None.
Skills:
Hand-to-Hand: Pretty cool in it actually, having a tai-boxer background lifts up her reflexes and physical strength. (Talented)
Kido: Below Average..
Swordsmanship: Average..
Accomplished classes: =v= You're kidding me.. (None)
Pending classes: "Hmm..probably all the supplementary and remedial advances.. Oy."
Favourite Subject: "Guess hand to hand won't be so bad.." (What she expects.)
Disliked Subject: (None..yet)
Favourite teacher: (None..yet)
Disliked teacher: (None..yet)
Expectations: As any bum would suggest in their selective type of instructor, a lenient one.
Likes: To chew on twigs, hay strands. Sleeping, not working, and eating. The only thing that ever motivates her is the hidden sense of rivalry in competition. Though..she has not yet found at least one in this realm.
Dislikes: Waking up early, sleeping late, working, work assigned after a curriculum, chores and other manual duty.
Theme song: (Hitori No Yuuki) (Go to playlist. Tempusu Pateiumu No Hadou)
Hobbies: Usually when no one is around, she brings out a plad to doodle on. Then again, most of her notes, including scraps pieces of her homework is often in graffiti. They say the artistic ones have the chicken scratch handwriting. "I draw what I see in my dream. Sometimes from memory, sometimes from observation." -(She lied.) Due to the fact that she never recalls a certain feature in her bloggy, but healthy sign of blank dreaming. Renkishi, tends to complain about exercise, but does not unless it is related to boxing or it's warm ups.
Ambitions: Before, she inspired to be a champion, Taiwanese Boxer. For now as a spirit, just go with the flow. (Will edit in time)
Quirks: Stubborn in a different way, lazy as many would label, clutzy or just careless as she would topple over her bed, and at times, forgetful. A discerning quirk. Her intuition is described, no, cannot be described. It is nearly beyond incredible with how accurate her intuition can be to guide her. Or she is aware not just mentally, but also high in perception. It wouldn't be a surprise for her to notice a small difference with multiple assumptions. However, she is not the type to relay such evidence so easily. Call it a child's persona.
Motto: "Life is just one thing damned after another." (Elbert Hubbard) "Can't, is one thing that isn't in our dictionary." "Being lazy is an option. But for this one, I can't apply that." "Perfection? Nonsense."
