Name: Kal Riza
Nickname: "Snow"
Age: 21
Sex: Female
Gender: Female
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Race:
Reaper
Appearance:
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Without the 'Wings'.[/BCOLOR]
Personality:
She doesn't have a double personality problem, but sometimes it seems like it. She has two.
The first one is the quiet one. She usually stays quiet, only speaking up when necessary. In that state, she's quick to judge anyone based on what she sees, and that comes back to bite her most of the time. The reason for her to have that is because of how people behave - she'll choose the most appropriate 'side' of hers depending on the situation.
The second one is the active one. She seems more like a normal person, the exception being that she is going to look down on anyone she dislikes, no exceptions. The people she likes, she takes as 'hers', like they were her very own pets. Protects them, takes care of them, but in turn, those people also have to acknowledge her as their 'master'. If not, she'll treat them like they were regular people. Depending on the person, though, she might turn that around and consider herself to belong to someone for a certain period of time - sometimes long, sometimes short -, though that's rare. And, finally, she hates the sun with a
passion.
History:
Riza was born in a cold place.
At least, that's what she was told by the people she used to know.
She never had many friends, mainly due to people not taking well to a girl with a strange appearance like hers just carrying a huge scythe around.
She doesn't have many memories of her childhood or how she grew up, but what she does remember is that she was cast out of her own home for doing something that her family hated. It was some kind of taboo, but she never quite remembered what it was, just that she did it and got thrown out of home.
She never set a home town for herself after that, because sticking around for too long in one place would always end up turning out badly. She never let
anyone touch her scythe. Few were the people who actually found out how powerful her scythe was, and let's just say that the results weren't pretty. She spent a long time living like that. She had to hide it from everyone what she was as to not cause commotions, and that resulted in her needing to wear a cloak (Pretty cliché, but effective) and having to carry her scythe around in a huge suitcase. Due to that, she'd never settle down in one town. Sometimes, she'd carry out a job or two to earn a bit of money, but that quickly became a trivial matter to her so she wouldn't do it anymore. Eventually, she found out about NLA. She set her sights on joining that school - it seemed way better than how her life was at the time.
Other:
-Her right eye lights up on some kind of calm, cold and very transparent reddish fire whenever she's really pissed.
-She has some combat experience, but not much. She never really needed it.
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"How hilarious. You've just activated my 'trap card'."[/BCOLOR]