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Real Name:
Iskander | Rider
Fake Name:
Hikaru Kuninaga
Nickname(s):
Hika & Naga
Gender:
Male
Race:
Human | Magi
Age:
Biologically 20 | Actuality 2000+
Birthday:
October 5th
Star Sign:
Libra
Sexuality:
Asexual
Special Characteristics:
Tattoo - there is a very small marking that is printed onto to the right outer part of his hand - usually vieled over by the fingerless gloves he consistently wears. This particular symbol is tied to the place he orginially came from, and who he really was.
Glimmering Hair - only in the light of the moon does this interesting characteristic take place. His hair, flawlessly white, shimmers like stardust under the moon, almost as if his very silky locks are made from the stars themselves. Of course, this does not happen under the light of the sun for some odd reason.
Accent - it faintly sounds Pergrande (English), but most plainly is not even close to that in the slightest. It is an unknown and rather divinely tone of voice that whome most hear for the first time, tend to have shivers run along their back. Some have remarked that they have heard people speak his way on the western continent of Alakitasia (Greek).
Magi Eyes - like every other Magi - a kind now near extinction - he is able to see Ethernano which comes in the forms of fluctuating particles, or what some would refer to, as birds/rukh. They are known as the home of the souls, and also the source of magical power which come in the colours of black and white and another vast amount of tones. These particles, depending on their colour around a person, can refer to the mood or the pureness of their soul.
Personality:
Innocence. A light-hearted smile that no matter what situation is placed at hand, will always be situated even when death dues its part. You could call Hikaru a trouble-some child, meddling with the chain of hot-headed indiviuals without ever comprehending what he might possibly get himself into. Carefree at it's basic label, is how most would describe it. A singular soul that is defined on following a mound of pulsating muscle, rather than questioning the worries that are tossed into his life, and additionally, avoiding them. He'd rather detach from the hold of troubles than steer into a way to try and fix them, or, at least face them. Quickly fleeting like a shooting star, enchantingly white, but gone before the wish could be embraced, avoidance evident in the turn to no longer go back.
The mound of identity pricked out by flashy white could also be defined as laid-back and casual, avoiding situations to laze around or precisely do as he pleases. But, the negativity sought in these traits could yet to be consumed by some form of positive appeal, an ease to the flow with working alongside others as his genuine liveliness seems to also snag unto the gloom, consuming it whole. Helpful, unless the situation is heaved stressfully onto his own shoulders, not a word will unravel from his mouth, encasing a mind crowded with secrets and history yet to be exposed to friends or guild-mates until he seeks the courage to open his mind. Which, in unforunate truth, has a lengthy amount of time to go before that dare nears to unfold.
Hikaru has a peculiar way with getting along with almost everything, wether it be a human, robot or animal, things tend to react in a hardly cold behaviour to his display in appearance and in persona. Because he is regularly kind-hearted to everything himself, that could additionally be the light behind the door to why he flows so casually in conversation with even the most aggressive of beings. But, not all overflowing bliss can continue onward with the youth, very rarely confronting those that are either out to kill him or just don't particularly like him. This is usually regarding the fact that Hikaru is a liar - sneaking his way out of situations with small gray lies that later twist around and smack him right back in the face depending on the case. Although just him being bluntly open about his thoughts can irk others, the deception he spews from his lips is usually emitted when he wants to avoid a daunting situation.
None would care to consider it, but, Hikaru is a very sensitive young man. His overly cheerful persona is usually enough to conceal any hints of hurt or regret that would dare unviel through his gentle features of almost alluring white. Although, brief and cold insults are not usually enough to spark recognition, confrontation is a different story. Being yelled at, being emotionally called names is enough to emit remorse or regret onto the face that was used to only smiling. Even being pitied or having another converse in his past mistakes is enough to bring the youth to the brink of tears, since, he really is not accustomed to anybody giving a care on the matters of something they did not witness. No matter how mild, or drastic it may of been.
In the heat of brawl, Hikaru is ruthless fighter, bounding quickly on his feet to swiftly plunge enemies into death rather than toy around with them for mer torture. He acts as a distraction most of the time, irritating his opponents or drawing their attention away with entirely aimless subjects that work for the time-being. He also acts as a shield. Blocking incoming attacks that were meant to strike his comrade(s) and more than likely harm himself aswell. Even in battle he is cheerful, of course, depending on the whole situation and who the opponent even is. Some would say that the youth could be the ruler of a whole country if he raised his standards higher, but, some would also say that he'd do better as a follower as-well. Although he himself admits that he feels more comfortable just steering alongside everybody else and agreeing to most positive ways in handling situations, it would surprise most on the times he decides to hesitantly open up his mouth and vocalize his thoughts to everyone around him. If something of importance comes to his mind, he won't mind bluntly saying it. Wether it be a flaw in somebody's plan or a different route idea, there will be no hesitation in his actions. Additionally, he also has that effect of motivating others into continuing on through battle, raising their spirits with his own liveliness and encouraging words even though he himself might be on the brink of falling to his knees.
Likes:
Napping - its an escape from reality. He finds the most peculiar of places and somehow ends up napping there. It could be a barrel full of fruit - for some reason he tends to sleep in very cramped places which is rather.. odd to most, but to him he finds very comfortable.
Mango Gelato - there is a small island, between the western continent of Alakitasia and the eastern continent of Ishgar that is more or less a border-pass into either countries. Nestled on the specific island is various shops, one being a small gelato stand known as Star Gelato. During his brief time passing through there he had composed a strong liking to the mango gelato there - only expressing his delight to the flavor in that one specific place.
High Places - he has always been fond of places that are very high up, giving him a view of everything below or a nice breeze. This is a habit as he tends to purposely avoid his troubles - depending on what they might be - to go somewhere secluded. Such as a rooftop, or possibly the peak of a mountain. Anything that might be nearby. In this case, he tends to put an ease to his mind at the top of HQ on hidden rooftop ledge of the building - only accessible by a ladder that looks as if it would break any minute.
Red - the colour has always been striking to him, even when he was a child. There is no particular reason as to why he finds this certain shade fascinating - it really is just the meaning he came to understand it by. Strength, energy, power. Whenever he saw the colour he felt a swelling of immense motivation surge through him - which tended to enthuse his drive in battle - since the colour of blood is red.
Cute Things - usually smaller things, anything that catches his eye. As of now he only finds small animals that are particularly fluffy absolutely adorable - as whenever he gets the chance to pet one he often says, "Fluff-fluff-fluff" a few times. He has also done this with people too though, and it wouldn't be surprising if he happened to do it again - depending on the person.
Dislikes:
Conflict - although it is unavoidable, he tries to avoid it as much as he possibly can. Of course, if it is just simple training or a friendly brawl, he could care less of it. But, if it means associating his own self into this particular subject, he tends to stray from it as he mentions it as something that is "troublesome". As much as he dislikes conflict, if he is somehow angered, he will not hesitate into clashing head first into battle - especially if his fellow Knights have been harmed.
Sullied Gelato - his undying love for Star Gelato will not falter elsewhere. Any other gelato place tastes horrible in his mouth, and to him feels as if he is eating tofu rather than something that is supposed to be sweet and delicious. Infact, for some reason, he will go nauseous or downright depressed if he takes a bite of something that isn't from Star Gelato.
Insects - a rather silly dislike, but, the male always cringes at the sight of any bug, no matter how harmless or beautiful they may be. There is no reason as to why he dislikes these certain beings - it came naturally to him ever since he was born - like growing a strong dislike towards a certain type of food. Even while seated in a beautiful field, totally at peace, if a butterfly gentle flutters by his line of sight, all tranquillity felt before, will instantly vanish.
Belittled - being catorgized as an object, or just some weaker being is a very strong dislike to him. He was brought up in a manner were respect was a necessity - knowing that if he treated others kindly that in return they would do the same with him. Although he has a lot of patience with hot-headed and cold people, he will become easily angered if some particular person shames his origin in anyway. Which is why he tends to keep it hidden from most people he comes across - including his current comrades.
Alakitasia - there are only a few group of people there that he has a very strong hatred towards - so much he even fled from his own home-country to escape from them. Till this day they still search for his whereabouts while he went to such lengths as to change his identity and even his name.
Motivations:
Seeking - the eastern continent, Isghar, is where the origin of his people orginally came from. He is hoping he will find artifacts or books of the first Magi - or possibly encounter another Magi such as himself. Although it is only said that three of these particular people, including himself, exist within each lifetime, despite the scare chance, he still has faith that he will come across one. Other than that, his motivation lays with exploring more of what he has not already seen.
Freedom - the continent of Alakitasia thought that as soon as they layed their eyes on him, that he automatically belonged to them. He is fought consistently for his freedom to the point where his own friends, years ago, were killed because of him. As of today they are still looking for him, and he fears that despite his name-change and diverse location, that they will oneday find him and reign destruction onto the continent of Ishgar. But, his will to break the invisible chains that have coiled around his very soul has never once strayed from his path.
Normality - ever since he was born, it has been screwed into his own head that he was not a normal child. It was not llke he was feared for it, but rather, people were uneasy by the fact he was so capable of things that they were not - or just utterly more special than they ever were. Sometimes he was loathed, or people merely looked up to him and wanted to be his friend just because of his status. Because of this, ever since he was young, he has wished he could've lived a normal life, and made himself out to be, a normal person.
Fears:
Entomophobia - as much as he dislikes insects, he also fears them. His fear will go as far as to make him look like some little girl screaming, but in actuality to him is pretty serious. They can affect how he acts in battle, and also affect some possible important moment - depending on what important may be.
Coulrophobia - another silly fear. He is not very comfortable around those who dress up as clowns - evil looking or not. Ever since he was a child he has rather come to fear them than to dislike them. Its not that he pictures them as some evil looking being - they just don't settle very well with him. There is also no reason as to how this fear sprouted into his very being.
Cleithrophobia - ever since Alakitasia decided they wanted him like some object he has realized his undying fear of being trapped away. He has always been used to his freedom, and to have it taken away from him so easily is probably his most frightening thought, yet his most powerful motivation to eventually be rid of.
General Appearance
Height:
167cm (5'6)
Weight:
32kg (70 pounds)
Hair:
Snow White | Faintly Silver
Eyes:
Gold | Bright Yellow
Skin Tone:
Healthy Pale
Appearance:
- Typical Wear:
- Modern / Formal Wear:
- Rune Knight Wear:
Hikaru has a rather captivating semblance that easily catches people's attention - from the way he talks, dresses and looks his beauty is both peculiar and fascinating. He has very full and lush lips, somewhat pinkish, and a smile - which is consistently seen most of the time - as striking as the blade of a sword. Treading onto his large golden eyes, which, is not seen unless up close, have a black ring coiled around the pupil. The crown is a natural silver, but faint enough it is usually considered the shade of a snowy-white day, peculiar shade of locks styled so that the lengthy runs by the back of his skull, somewhat prodding at his neck, and onto his upper shoulders. It is a scare sight to see him without a smile, infact, he is almost always cheerful looking - even if he happens to be relaxing.
The trait of white hair he recieved from his mother - who of course, spanned to the center of her calves while his resumed to stay short. They are as silky smooth as the softest woven blanket, falling in every right direction and never once straying far from beauty. His hair is most alluring under the light of the moon - as mentioned - the strands of white glitter like stardust when the moon is at its fullest. A fascinating trait of the one who bears such beautiful hair is the peculiarity that its shade stands out most in both the daylight and the evening - like a star in the night sky as most would describe it.
Optics of golden allure are the heart of all his true feelings. Sadness, anger, pity. His hue of eye does not come from either of his old family, but rather his origin. They are eyes or fragility and to some considered a treasure - their beauty nothing compared to even the most fascinating of pools. The fact some would go to such lengths as to pry such a treasure from his own sockets became a tendency to frequently hide the striking gems.
Despite such a slender stature he is evidently in shape, urged by sword-play in physically motioning himself through adventure and curiousity. His strength is not that overwhelming - without magic - and some would be correct on their judgement that he both looks weak and is weak. His stature is toned, but not enough to the point he is just swelling with muscle. Because of his build, he could probably pull of being a woman if he tried too as even his facial structure is quite feminine and delicate looking.
Guild/Council
Guild:
Rune Knights | Special Operation Corps
Tattoo:
X
Rank:
B
