Retrieving Ninja Profile.....
Who... Am I?
Who... Am I?
- Her people
- Honor
- Honesty
- Pinwheels
- Blue
- Paperwork
Dislikes: - Fright
- Danger
- Weapons
- Killing
- Brutes
- 1. Taijutsu - Master
- 2. Ninjutsu - Master
- 3. Sensory - Master
- 1.
- 2.
- 3.
- Comb.
Name: Akibimi, Hachirou
Nickname/Alias: Cicera
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Is that really me?
Appearance: Hachirou's face is heartshaped and fairly proportional. Her nose is thin and bony. Hachirou's lips stand somewhere between full and thin with a natural rosiness to them so that she has never really needed to apply makeup. Olive-skinned and constantly flushed, Hachirou's face is often lightly tanned, turning a deep, almost rusty color around her cheeks. Her cheekbones are high and defined, providing her with an elegant, noble face. Her eyes are almond shaped, brown, and average sizes, adorned with thin eyebrows and thick eyelashes. The only thing truly off about her face is her forehead, which is slightly larger than it should be. Her face is warm and gentle, skin wrinkling at the eyes when she goes to smile, except when she is threatened or doing business. When this happens her lips never quiver from a straight line, her face a blank mask. Under pressure it goes beyond her betraying no emotion; she seems to be almost entirely numb -- dead inside.
Hachirou's hair is naturally wavy and brown. On duty she lets it hang down, sweeping her bangs to the side so that they cover her forehead but don't fall any lower than her eyebrows. She never likes breaking her gaze. Off-duty, her hair is pulled up into a ponytail, described better in Clothing. Hachirou intentionally leaves her bangs down when her hair is up, however, allowing them to hang over her forehead as they do when her hair is down.
Standing at 5'8" Hachirou is the average height of a man, but tall for a woman. This height, along with wiry muscles built from agility training and acrobatics, Hachirou has the physique of a panther, and when she falls into combat this becomes exceptionally more apparent. Her mannerisms are those of a paranoid person's, constantly tense and bent forward, as if she were perpetually ready to pounce on or away from any threat. As previously stated, Hachirou's skin is olive-toned, leaving her lightly tanned more often than not, though in the winter it becomes a fair pale. She also has thin skin, allowing blue shocks of vein to peek through all over her body. She has long, bony fingers, small feat, and shorter limbs than she has a torso.
Hachirou is modest in all manners that women are judged upon: Small breasts and few curves. Her stomach is entirely flat, however, and while her waist isn't pinched, she does have wide hips.
Clothing: For the most part, Cicera wears her traditional Hokage robes, though she does so with a sash tied around her waist, so that it doesn't fit quite so loosely around her. On official duty she is garbed in white and red robes, with the red robes tied tight around her waist, wrapping her almost like a mummy, the white top layer resting loosely on her, almost like a trench coat. She also dons the hat of the Hokage, its crest turned slightly on its side, since it doesn't entirely fit on her head. The outfit is accompanied by knee-high, white socks and wooden sandals, black gloves that reach up her forearm, and a necklace bearing the symbol of Konohagakure.
When traveling, in combat, or off-duty, Hachirou's outfit makes a dramatic change. She ties her hair up into a a ponytail with a length of ribbon, which is then adorned with various decorations from chopsticks to pinwheels. Hachirou also trades stuffy robes for a set of robes that are short, sleeveless, and cyan in color, with light brown trimming. The robes are fairly revealing, but also allow for a full range of movement. She keeps them tied shut with a black sash, tied plainly around her waist. Knee-high white socks are traded for thigh-high black stockings, and wooden sandals for cyan, brown-trimmed slippers. Hachirou trades her black gloves for blue bracers which cover her forearms and reach out over the back of her hand. Finally, Hachirou removes her necklace, replacing it with a thick brown scarf, her old konohagakure headband sewn onto its front.
Weight: 146 lbs.
Height: 5'8"
Ethnicity: Anime
Voice: Hachirou speaks in muted tones, her voice neither deep nor high-pitched. It carries with it a warm, maternal feel when she speaks to anyone that hasn't threatened her or come to her on official matters. When in this situation all the warmth in her voice dies and she's left entirely monotone.
Likes:
Personality:
Combat:
For starters, Cicera doesn't do combat if she can help it. She is a pacifist in most cases, breaking her own personal code only for survival, or to protect her people. She is an extremely paranoid person, so in combat she tends to be very, very tense, until she gets back into her rhythm. When she does, she's almost not even there. Her face goes blank and she doesn't react to any insults, questions, or other forms of dialogue, though she does comprehend them. She becomes a machine, but still merciful. Cicera will never take a life, she'll never use a dirty trick to win a fight, and she will never use a weapon.
Interaction with people:
Cicera is very personable. She really enjoys chatting with her people, and often finds herself disguised in some bar or another so that she can chat without fear of shinobi recognizing her. She likes to think of herself as an ambassador, often remarking that that quality was what got her her position. She is extremely charismatic, but it goes more deep than that. Her blunt honesty and ability to read people allows her to get deep inside people's heads fast. She can figure someone out simply through their mannerisms, physical appearance, reactions, and even what they say. With this she can either break them with a few sentences or get a man to fall for her easily. This comes in handy often, as it allows her to gain trust without all that much in the way of effort. There is also something vulnerable about her mannerisms, her paranoia leaking through, which makes her easy to approach. She loves being the one that everyone likes but no one talks to, because she honestly hates attention, but she hates loneliness even more.
Self-esteem:
Cicera is outwardly a very confident person. She fronts her confidence to keep people from finding her weak points; a necessity in her line of work. When she talks she seems arrogant, confident, and strong-willed. On the inside she lacks all of these traits. If it weren't for her rank she would most likely break down at the slightest insult, but she forces herself to remain strong and keep acting the way she does; if one of her rank were to break down because someone made a jab at her dead mother the entire village would lose respect for her. She truly hates herself, both for what she's done and what she can't do. Mentally she is constantly beating herself down. Even when she doesn't need to.
Fears/Ideals:
Cicera is afraid of more things than she isn't. People, small rooms, having her back to entrances, combat, heights, the list goes on. Her ability to numb herself to those fears, however, allows her to cope. Even so, she can't every completely mask the constant paranoia coursing through her mind. On the flip side, Cicera is a very idealistic person. She believes in honesty, honor, respect, love, and above all mercy. She has a very noble view on life, including things like: She should be the one to carry out punishments she demands, a leader who doesn't dine with her men loses her men, and every one is worthy of respect.
My...Family?
Clan: Akibimi
Unique Clan Features: Barring Hachirou herself, the Akibimi clan has only had four shinobi in its past, ever.
It's all coming back to me now..
Classification: Hokage
Letter Rank: S
Village: Konohagakure no Sato
My skills were unmatched..
-Skill Specialties-
-Skill Specialties-
Available Starting Points: 15
-Elements-
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This is my Story
History/Background Story:
Cicera was born on a cold October day, the day of the Pagan holiday, All-Hallows Eve. Her mother died of complications, bringing her into the world and leaving her father in the process. Her father grieved, but chose to keep Cicera and raise her as his own anyway; he named Cicera Hachirou, because she was meant to be a boy, and they had decided together that they would name their child as such. However, this would prove much too difficult for Cicera's father, and the roles would end up changing though she was still extremely young. They lived in a bad part of Konohagakure, just by the southern wall where the only shinobi who patrolled were those who were on wall duty, and they didn't care about what went on below. Cicera was forced to get tough fast, she taught herself to fight and scare away people even before joining in the Shinobi Academy. Cicera's father didn't know about Cicera signing up; he was a carpenter who had a sore spot for shinobi since his late wife had been a kunoichi. So, Cicera would show up to the first day, filthy and beaten down badly, without a parent. She felt nothing but embarrassment when she saw the condition of all of the other shinobi children, each with one or even two parents holding their hands as they entered the grounds. The teachers caught one look at her, with her long and untidy hair and her torn up clothes that seemed too big for her, and labeled her trouble. They kept a close eye on her, and treated her coldly. All except for one of her teachers. She soon grew close to the teacher, treating her like an uncle or even a second father. This man, who was named Daisuke, showed no prejudice against Cicera for the place that she lived or the way that she dressed. That was a rare thing, even amongst the students who had outcast her. She was a scumbag, a nobody, a criminal in their eyes, though she had done nothing wrong yet. It was two years into the academy that Cicera's father died. Cicera still lived in the house, alone, trying to make a life for herself. Her father's retirement checks had been keeping food on the table and a roof over their head, now Cicera had to resort to criminal efforts to bring in money. In her side of the village no one cared who did what, so getting away with it was easy, and it brought in just enough to keep her alive. For two years she lived this way, toughening up more and more as she proceeded to develop as a shinobi. It was then that she graduated.
Cicera graduated in a class of fifteen boys and only seven girls. It was her luck that she would be placed with two women and a female Jounin squad leader. However, she didn't mind. As long as everyone did their job and she stayed out of the drama everything was good. However, she would soon discover that not everything goes according to her plan. The two girls began fighting, becoming catty and seeking for Cicera to pick a side. Confused, she went to her squad leader. She only laughed, and told her that she should not choose a side, it would only cause trouble. However, Cicera couldn't do that. She had feelings for the one named Yumi, and wanted nothing more than to take her side. She knew, though, that taking her side would result in breaking the team up. So, she went to Daisuke for advice. Daisuke, ever the romantic, told her to tell Yumi of her feelings. If she felt the same, no amount of teamwork would be able to make up for what she could give her, and if she didn't then life would go on as it was. So, Cicera went to tell her. Yumi felt the same for Cicera, and everything seemed fine until their teammate Tetsu found out. Infuriated, she swore that she would never talk to either again unless a mission forced her to. This made training with her difficult, and as a result when they fought on one side their teamwork was off. However, Yumi was far stronger than either of them so she could pick up Tetsu's slack. One day, the power would go to Yumi's head. She wanted to be given a rank she deserved, but the Hokage insisted that she take the Chuunin exam and work for her rank. Infuriated, she left the village. Cicera was crushed, she had lost her love for power. Determined to show her her own power and join her no matter what it took, she asked her sensei to put them in the Chuunin exam.
Cicera and Tetsu joined the Chuunin exam together, but after the first two exams they agreed that they were no longer a team. They would not support each other, they would not help each other, and they would not train each other. It ended up being Tetsu's loss, because she would fail the exam. Cicera was placed against one of the few remaining Uchiha in the world. He had joined the hidden sound village, which had a total of only three squads participating in the Chuunin Exams. While they fought Cicera was pushed to the limit. She would end up killing her opponent. She never forgave herself for that.
Suddenly, her priorities took a massive shift. She no longer cared about Yumi, who had loved only power and was willing to do anything for it; Cicera experienced that first hand and she never wanted to feel like she had again. She began to train her Art of Mercy Techniques, adding it to the Feather Fist to create an unstoppable and harmless fighting style. Tetsu and Cicera fell out after the exam, and they never spoke again. Cicera spent her years as a Chuunin working hard to make sure as few lives as possible were taken.
Eventually she would take the rank of Jounin. While a Jounin she had her own team to train: Miko, Kura, and Daisuke's son, Hachi. She grew to love them like her own children, and protected them against all harm. There was never a risk she wouldn't take to make sure everyone made it out of a mission alive, even when she was a Chuunin, and Konohagakure began to recognize this. She was requested for multiple positions in the ANBU, promoted to Special Jounin, and courted by a number of private organizations hoping to put her fierce loyalty to use. She declined all of these offers.
The only offer she would end up accepting was one she couldn't possibly turn down. Eventually, when the Hokage she served under fell to old age, a council approached her with a sealed scroll. Opening the scroll she found that she had been elected as next Hokage. She took the position almost too eagerly, and spent the next for years of her life buried in paper work and all too happy for it.
Roleplay Sample:
Kugo sighed as a man charged at him at full speed. The man was named Haruko, and was a high-level shinigami of the Ragnarock’s 11th division. He raised his blade to Kugo’s rib cage, slashing out at a speed that would amaze and stun most. Kugo simply jumped backward, moving with agility that most wouldn’t expect from someone who focused everything he had into Kidou. However, Kugo had also spent many years training in Shunpo and hand-to-hand combat; he was just not very good with a sword. Haruko continued to slash as Kugo dodged, never coming closer than a half an inch from Kugo. Haruko’s final attack was a clever one. He released his shikai to distract Kugo, casting up a screen of dust because of the force of his reiatsu. As Kugo covered his face, he noticed a movement in the screen. Suddenly, a crescent blade shot forward and toward Kugo’s rib cage. It caught his Haori, and cut it but didn’t reach his skin; Kugo had shunpo’d away too quickly. When the screen cleared Kugo saw Haruko’s shikai for the first time.
The shikai was very similar to a farmer’s scythe, and it looked like it was only good for cutting crops. Kugo contemplated this as Haruko charged once again, the blade coming down on Kugo in a blur of brown and black. Cursing under his breath, he drew Seisen and brought it up to meet the blade. Suddenly, Seisen morphed. In a flash of brilliant purple light it turned into an elegant staff. The staff was made of pure black steel, with a head that looked to be made of amethyst. It was beautifully carved, and gilt in silver. Pushing on the heavy scythe, he sent Haruko back a few meters as he took up a defensive stance. He raised the staff to chest level, keeping it parallel to the ground and firmly grasped in his right hand. He raised his left hand and began to condense reiatsu around it. "Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! On the wall of blue flame, inscribe a twin lotus. In the abyss of conflagration, wait at the far heavens." He commanded, as the reiatsu formed into two blue-white orbs. Hado number seventy-three, Sōren Sōkatsui. Twin Lotus Blue Fire, Crash Down!” They shot forward, arching around as they came in to crash on either side of Haruko. As they met they exploded, covering the area in blue-white flames and smoke. When the smoke finally cleared, Haruko was nowhere to be seen. He reappeared to Kugo’s left, only landing for a second before shunpo’ing to his right.
Haruko disappeared once again, reappearing exactly where Kugo had expected: Right above him. The scythe blade came down as Haruko fell straight toward Kugo. Raising his left hand to the sky he didn’t even bother with an incantation. White lightning formed around his finger tips and fired into the air, singing the man’s shoulder and cutting into the bone. ”Hado number four, Byakurai. White Lightning!” He howled in pain, spiraling in the air to land on his feet once again. Dropping the scythe, he cursed under his breath and admitted defeat. There was no way he could continue with the spar without his good arm, no way could he carry his shikai with one hand, and no way could he win without shikai. Kugo bowed to him, sealing his shikai into the form of a blade once again. Placing the blade back in its sheath, he walked over to examine the wound. With little effort he healed it back up, leaving a massive scar as a reminder of the battle. ”Next time, think before you act. You 11th divisions really need to keep a straight head in battle. It isn’t always about going full force.” He said, feeling like he was preaching. As if Haruko knew exactly what Kugo was thinking, he responded in an aggravated tone.
”Alright, alright. Keep your lectures to yourself, old man. I could have beaten you if I wasn’t afraid of killing you.” He said confidently, grabbing his blade with white-knuckle force. He placed the blade back in his black obi sash and stood back up. Cursing under his breath, he turned to leave.
”You’re leaving so soon? So you really don’t want my training?” Kugo asked with mock disappointment. The truth was training 11th division shinigami was a pain for anyone outside of the 11th division. They were so hot headed at times. He smiled at Haruko as he turned slowly, a look of confusion on his face. ”The deal was that if I won you’d train me.” He said to Kugo, obviously not happy about the fact that he had lost. He was even more pissed when he saw Kugo smiling. Turning around, he snapped back his fist in preparation to punch Kugo in the jaw. Suddenly, Kugo was two inches away from him. His slim, bony fingers wrapped around both Haruko’s wrist and his neck. The strength that Kugo possessed was easy to measure when he was that close, and Haruko felt the air draining from his body.
As Haruko gasped for air, Kugo began to talk. ”Listen, Haruko. You don’t like the way I do things you can leave. But never raise a fist to me unless we are training, you got that? Now, it is my obligation to train anyone who wants my training. You were the idiot that made the bet, and I’m a betting man. So, do you want the training or not?” He asked in a slightly malicious tone. Suddenly realizing that Haruko couldn’t speak without oxygen, he loosened his grip on Haruko’s throat and let him drop limply to the ground. Haruko gasped for air, taking in as much as he could for several seconds before wheezing a response. ”Of course I want the damned training. I need my bankai, and I need it fast.”
”Good, we begin next week at dawn. Until then, learn how to think.” Kugo replied, before turning around and walking away from the training arena. When he reached the trees he shunpo’d away, leaving Haruko to think and breathe.
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