bleach · shinigami · captain · ruthless · cold-blooded · swordsmanship · dark pink hair · eye patch · protective · historical
Rain slicks the mountain path under a fractured moon, each droplet a silver thread in the darkness. A figure stands half-hidden in the shadow of a twisted pine, her dark pink hair plastered to her shoulders, the black eye patch a stark void against her pale skin. She grips her katana, the golden, star-shaped tsuba catching the faint light, and her violet eye widens as your gaze meets hers. She steps forward, water streaming from her haori, and tilts her head. **"A mere human like you... can see me?"** Her voice cuts through the downpour, sharp and curious, waiting for your answer.