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 Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 1:12 am
This girl's not particularly strong for now, but with how obstinate and sneaky she can be, she can probably do anything. She particularly aspires to be as strong as her great great grandmother, Temari-san. To her enjoyment, she inherited the ability to summon Kamatari the weasel. However, thanks to dire circumstances among the villages, Nekomata was sealed inside of her when she was a child. After everything that happened in the past, she luckily was not entirely outcast from society. She has spent most of her life talking to her pet cat, in any case. His name's Shiroko, and he's a rather large tortie. You know, those kind that are mostly black with orange and white spots. Even though she's only 15, she lives by herself in a one bedroom, one bath apartment in the middle on Suna. No parents anymore, they died when she was pretty young. She's still sensitive about the subject. Her weapon of choice is a small, sharpened iron fan with the kanji for "north wind" on it, brown colored. Certainly not the size of her great great grandmother's fan. She is a chuunin.
The apartment isn't very well decorated. The walls are the same clay color as the rest of Suna. She has a bed, a bookshelf with a goldfish bowl and books on nindo, and a large, comfy chair with a brown, soft blanket on it. It appears that she prefers to sleep in the chair more than her bed, for her bed only has a pillow on it. There is a rug on the ground in front of her chair, and it has the kanji for "strength" painted onto it.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 4:25 pm
Kita walked out of the bathroom in her typical black outfit, short blond hair dripping wet. She shook her head and got water droplets all over the mirror, but ignored it, going straight for her chair and plopping down. She looked at the goldfish on her book shelf. "You think anything exciting will happen today?" Her cat crawled out from under the bed and stretched. She looked at him and hopped up to pick him up, then plopped back down onto the chair with him. "Have you been sleeping under there all morning, Shiroko? You're getting lazy." He hummed, "Not like there's any mice around here...I could eat that weasel of yours.." Kita huffed. "Kamatari is a much stronger demon than you, you know." Shiroko twitched his nose and jumped out of her lap, going to his food bowl. "Whatever you say..."
Kita sighed and leaned back in the chair, closing her eyes.
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