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Name: Osoraimei Uzuki
Nickname: N/A
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Village: Iwagakure
Village Rank: Genin
Skill Rank: D
Height:5’1”
Weight:97 lbs
Hair color: Black
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Blood Type: B+
Looks Image: N/A
Looks Description:
Her hair is long straight and black, it is however somehow voluminous. She has deep dark brown eyes that also have a piercing quality to them especially when she is angry. Her cheeks are high and prominent making her cheeks seems thin almost gaunt. Her lips are modestly full and with her maturing may fill out even further. Her teeth are well taken care of by her parents from when she was younger. Her nose is then yet childlike.
She is a very thin child and her skin clings to her tightly. She is a little tone from her escapades and adventuring. Her hands have a few little scars and her nails for the most part are roughly kept. Her feet are small and relatively in good shape with no scaring. Her petite frame allows here to be agile in climbing and makes it easy for her to hold on.
Her cloths are a mix and match of different fabric. These fabrics are from cloths she had gotten, either directly or from cloths her parents gave her. Her top is a tight sleeveless shirt with a cloth vest. She wears forearm sleeves to cover most of her arms. Her left arm has a tight fitting warp while the right has a loose kimono-style sleeve. Her pants are well fitted but still give her plenty of mobility. They have a couple long scroll pockets on either side of her thighs just below hand pockets. She has a satchel behing he right hip. Her sandals are stretch fit and common.
Personality Description:
+ Creative
She tinkers with about anything she gets her hands on. If it is a piece of technology she will take it apart to figure out how it works. She draws concepts, a lot. She would have a libraries worth of ideas inked down if it was not for her father. She designs her own cloths since she does not like anything her parents give her. She often takes those cloths apart for materials.
+ Passionate
When she is sure of herself, she is right. She will argue her point ad nausea. It is difficult to convince her wrong without proof. When she does something she can be drawn into it and to some extent ignore things around her. Things she works on usually come out better than was required due to her devotion to the task.
= Active
She is not lazy that is for sure. Never remaining in one place at a time she studies her surroundings. She can often be seen observing the metal working of smiths and trinket crafters. She may be a little difficult to control or to keep her attention unless it is something she wants to pay attention to or something she wants to do.
= Erratic
Her attention span is relatively short when she isn’t doing something she wants to do. She can change her focus to something new very quickly and it can be nearly shocking if you are talking to her and she suddenly changes the subject without any context behind it. If you can follow her train of thought though, which is pretty difficult, you can regain her focus.
- Unforgiving
Causing her grief is a death sentence to her. She does not give up on grudges easily and will seek a way to pay back the grief. At least that is the extent of her unforgiving tendencies. After her revenge has been had she feels that things have been put right. She does however keep a tally before she will not work with you at all.
- Wild
She is not easily told what to do though she knows when she needs to do something. She will sometimes question her superiors. Her attitude towards someone can be kind at one moment then hellish another. She will also disappear without warning just to do things she wants to do.
Likes:
+ Cheesecake
+ Autumn
+ Technology
Dislikes:
+ Bitter Chocolate
+ Winter
+ Wonton Destruction of Tech
Catch Phrases:
+ Evidence!
+ No Proof!
Nindo:
+ Always need more Energy!
Element Affinity:
Sub Element Affinity:
History:
Osoraimei Ken and Shukaku Niwa married in the winter a year after they came of age. They were born into rather impoverished families that were happy to have elevated their children above their poor life style by bringing the two families together. Niwa’s family were farmers and Ken’s were merchants. The fact that they were now one family allowed for them to become even more wealthy than before. The family lived near or in the village and when Niwa found she was pregnant they settled into handling the merchant side of the family wihin the village of Iwagakure.
Uzuki was born at home with help from family members. She cried loudly and was only quieted after being wrapped in a cloth. He had a short length of hair already sprouting from her head and she seemed to not really stay focused on any one thing around her. Squirming to see more of what was around her. When she slept was the only time she was completely silent which in some cases worried her parents. She frustrated her parents with her curiosity as she grew and while she was curious she had very little interest in the shop work.
Her parents let her wander around she had usually a pad an pencil in hand as she would make little drawings of things that interested her. Signs, tree, cave openings, people, buildings, and animals were all drawn down with little notes about how big they were, how they might do what they do, and what they were made from. As she aged, she still had a hard time getting into her role of helping around the house until she was exhibited at the academy.
Her parents could not handle her and the shop very well and thought that the academy would be a great outlet for a lot of her curiosity. They were quite wrong. She did make it into the academy but it seemed to only pique her curiosity further. She spent several night closed into her room drawing what looked like blueprints nearly or designs that were unusual to say the least. This started to affect her grades and in worry that they would then have to deal with Uzuki failing out, they punished her by burning her works to focus her on what she needed to be focused on.
Fuming with anger from the destruction of her work she place her full focus on her academy work and had no problems from then on out. She was going to graduate and she was going to find a way to leave her family and never live under their control again. She still worked on her drawings, these were even better than the last, but she took to hiding these from her parents. She would stay out late and come home only to sleep. Though worried that she may not pass, her parents were pleased when she was one of the higher academically but was not very good in practice upon graduation.
She awaits a team or sensei assignment and hoping it will allow her to escape her parents and never look back.
RP Sample:
Her toes curled on the top of the pads of her sandals. She could feel the sweat between her toes as they slide against the material. Her eyes glared intensely at them. Why was she so nervous? Why couldn’t she say anything to them? Her fist clenched tight in anger. Her anger was directed at her own incapability to speak up. Why would they not just let her have fun? Tears welled up and weight heavy on her eyelids before they let go.
”Why are you being so cruel?” She mumbled to herself.
There was a slight glow of a fire. She looked up to see her father burning a set of scrolls. The edges of the unburnt scrolls were dirty, worn, and frayed. He grabbed another handful and threw them on the fire. She turned her gaze from them burning as larger tears clouded her vision. Her knuckles pressed against her eyes and the tears fell. She tried to run up and grab some of the sheets or scrolls but was grappled by her mother who held her back.
”No dear this is for the best. You keep dwelling on that stuff and it is hurting your grades.” Exclaimed her mother with a tight grip around Uzuki’s waist.
Uzuki desperately reached for the scrolls. She kicked and screamed and cried heavily. Her speech difficult to understand but she was obviously expressing her hatred of her parents. She wormed herself into an angle where she could push against her mother and finally got free. As she tried against to get the scrolls, her father took a hand to her face. She was in shock from the impact and the sting, her face red and tingling. She gritted her teeth and finally ran away from the situation. As she left, her father called out with a loud voice.
”You’ll understand when your older that this is for the best. You’ll forgive me one day!”
