Itsuki
Hana et Asoka ont été ignorés pour la plupart pendant que Itsuki marchait devant eux, prenant un moment pour regarder Hana alors qu'il essuyait la crache qu'elle avait lancée sur son visage avec sa manche. Il semblait qu'il était sur le point de lui répondre, mais il gardait le silence, ne voulant pas aggraver les choses plus qu'il ne l'avait déjà fait. Il se préparait à juste laisser le groupe à leur propre entreprise, quand Takumi a soudainement parlé, paraissant plutôt secoué par la rupture entre lui et Hana, Il s'est arrêté une seconde, contemplant la question de son frère, l'offre, et les adieux, avant qu'il ne décide de répondre.
"Je ferai de mon mieux, Takumi, mais ne retenez pas votre souffle en me revoyant. C'est probablement mieux pour ta santé si ça n'arrive pas. Amusez-vous bien." Itsuki, son visage étant revenu à un masque sans émotion, envoya un petit clin d'œil vers son frère à moitié ghoul, avant de sortir de la porte et de monter les planchers. Après quelques minutes, il était sorti de la clinique, prenant une profonde respiration alors qu'il commençait lentement à s'éloigner du bâtiment. Bien qu'il ne l'ait pas montré, les paroles de Hana avaient coupé assez profondément, complétant davantage ses propres doutes et augmentant la haine qu'il avait ressentie en lui-même. Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas chez moi? J'avais enfin retrouvé ma vieille famille et la première chose que je fais, c'est de me faire virer. Hana a franchi la ligne, mais j'aurais dû. C'est ce que j'ai dit. C'est juste. C'est ce que j'ai dit. C'est ce que j'ai dit.
La pensée s'est terminée par un soupir interne et externe, ses mains se fronçant en poings alors qu'il regarde vers le bas, se demandant pourquoi il ne l'a pas finie déjà. Qu'est-ce qu'il devait vraiment vivre maintenant? Son fiancé était mort, sa vengeance avait été plus qu'atténuée, et ses frères et sœurs pouvaient aussi bien être étrangers pour tout ce qu'il pouvait leur rapporter, sans parler du peu de contrôle qu'il avait sur ses propres démons. Hana a raison, je ne suis rien d'autre que des ordures qui ne peuvent pas gérer la vie que j'ai choisie. J'aurais dû rester dans la 24ème salle jusqu'à ce que je me retrouve mort. C'est ce que j'ai dit. C'est ce que j'ai dit. Pourquoi est-ce que je suis partie? Qu'est-ce que j'espérais pouvoir faire en revenant ici? Je ne suis même pas assez fort pour essayer de vivre une vie normale. C'est ce que j'ai dit. C'est ce que j'ai dit. Alors encore une fois pourquoi je continue d'essayer? Quel est l'intérêt de ma vie.
À ce moment-là, Itsuki serait à quelques blocs de son clinc quand il tourna la tête autour, regardant la petite muet qui avait décidé de le suivre, ses yeux froids et sans émotion, ne montrant rien de l'agitation intérieure qu'il ressentait. En ce qui concerne Rin avec un regard silencieux, il s'est retourné sans un mot de plainte de remerciement, laissant à la jeune fille le soin de décider si sa présence continue était la bienvenue ou non.

Takeshi
Les sons de voix élevés dans la colère, l'inconfort (et la luxure dans le cas d'un Tiny Tyrant) attiraient l'attention d'un demi-sommeil Takeshi, qui s'éloignait de son frère encore endormi, qui murmurait quelque chose dans son sommeil pendant qu'il se fronçait, apparemment ayant un cauchemar d'une sorte. Soupirant légèrement à ce sujet, Takeshi soupira alors qu'il s'approchait pour frotter la tête de son frère, le calmant immédiatement alors que son corps était lentement incurvé et que sa respiration devenait plus uniforme. Takeshi se demandait toujours ce qui était arrivé à ses jeunes frères et sœurs avant qu'il n'ait rencontré le groupe pour continuer à lui faire des cauchemars presque tous les soirs. Il avait été comme ça aussi longtemps qu'il avait été dans leur petite famille, et d'habitude il est tombé à leur frère aîné disparu ou Mii pour le réconforter quand il est arrivé comme ça, mais depuis neiher où options en ce moment, il avait rempli la position de l'actuel attrapeur de rêve de Kazuya.
Une fois que cela a été fait, le ghoul aux cheveux argentés est sorti de la pièce dans la zone principale, frottant le sommeil de ses yeux. En regardant tout autour de lui en ce moment, il était conscient de deux choses: Quelque chose semblait déranger Hana. C'est ce que j'ai dit. C'est ce que j'ai dit. Le Tiny Tyrant lui donnait un regard qui le rendait très mal à l'aise. Assez pour qu'il prenne en fait une route très rond-point autour du bord de la pièce pour éviter d'avoir à aller n'importe où près d'elle pour le moment.
"Pourquoi tout ça criait-il? Et qu'est-ce qui ne va pas avec elle, parce qu'elle me fait flipper en ce moment avec ce regard sur son visage." Takeshi à moitié bourdonné, toujours un peu fatigué après s'être réveillé, gesticulant à Asoka en jonction avec sa déclaration finale avec un regard prudent sur son visage, comme si le ghoul minuscule pouvait sauter soit lui ou Hana à tout moment.
Name: Itsuki
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Height & Weight: 6ft, 175 lbs
Sexuality: Straight
CCG Rating: SS-
CCG Title: The Hunter
Kagune: Itsuki's Kagune takes on the appearance of large, black tentacle covered with jagged, serrated scales, and ending in a hand-like appendage with 4 sharp claws. They can pack quite a punch, and the grasping claws can be used to pick up, drag, and toss around foes and random objects in a fight. He can have up to six of them at a time, and he can wrapp them around a limb to give it extra hitting power, or fuse them together to from an even bigger tendril that is more durable and hits harder, but is also slower and harder to maneuver, the more tentacles fused, the greater the bonuses and penalties will be.
RC Type: Rinkaku
Special Quirk: HAving spent 3 years in the 24th Ward while on his hunt for vengeance, he found himself forced to eat many many ghouls in order to survive. Dozens upon dozens of ghouls have fallen before him, and when he faced the Ghouls who killed and violated his love, he awakened the beast within him and became a Kajuka. His Kagune begans to pulse with a sickly white light and he gains scaled armor along his arms and upper body. His hans morph into deadly claws, and a mask forms over his face, reminiscent of some sort of dragonic monster. It covers his entire face, somewhat fusing with his head as well.
While in this form, his physical capabilities by a substantial margin, as well as alter his Kagune's capabilities. In Kakuja form, Itsuki's Kagune will take on a more refined form and can be fused together to make two thick clawed arms covered in scale-like armor. These arms are more durable than his base Kagune, meaning they aren't as easily cut by a foe's Kagune it a Dove's Quinque.
The downside to these abilities, however, is that Itsuki is still getting the hang of his Kakuja form, meaning that he's more likely to act instinctually while in it, essentially trading a good deal of his rationality for a sizable increase in power, and afterwards, he's struck by an intense form of hunger, fatigue, and weakness as his body struggles with the strain.
Personality: Itsuki always was one to have a smile in his face, regardless of how he really felt. Now of days, that smile hardly ever reaches his eyes anymore, as they're haunted by what he's scene and what he's done on the past four years. He tries his best to be there for others, and has long since lost his own sense of self-worth. The only reason he lives for now is so that he can protect those close to him.
Backstory: Itsuki found himself orphaned at a young age due to a Gang war between two rival Ghoul factions, the poor couple caught in the cross-fire. Young as he was, Itsuki had the presence of mind that he couldn't stay around his home any longer, and thus began to wander the streets like many other Ghoul's within Tokyo. However, he had the luck of being picked up by a kind old man, and in time, grew to bind with a new family. Life in the manor was grand, and as one of the older kids, he felt like it was his duty to protect his adopted brothers and sisters from any harm, getting in trouble from time to time for getting in fights with bullies, both human and the occasional ghoul.
This all changed one day, however, when he once again lost a loved one to violence. The knowledge of the old man's death struck him savagely, leaving a large hole in his life, but he didn't want to have this tragedy phase him. The old man had always done his best to make sure they could live as humans, and he continued to follow this path, working to keep up in his studies, burying himself in his work, all the while secretly trying to drown out his sorrow. The others left soon after the man's death, and while it saddened him to see his family splinter off like that, at that time, he was too absorbed with his self-given task. As he grew up, his grades and school life seemed to get better and better, while his depression got worse and worse. He saw only futility in his present course after awhile,as he knew discovery was just one simple misstep away, and then he'd end up just like the old man. He likely would've killed himself sooner or later, but one chance encounter with another student at a student council meeting completely changed his life. Hiyori was her name, and she was nothing but energy and ambition, determined to become an Investigator and protect people from the ghoul threat.
She had come to the council to get approval on a ghoul awareness rally, and was given unanimously approval(no matter how much he wish he had a choice not to), but then he somehow got roped into helping her plan it. To say it was an extremely ironic and terrifying scenario was an understatement, as he found himself in constant contact with someone who openly stated she wanted to become a ghoul's worse nightmare. However, as they spent time together, he found himself becoming inexplicably drawn to her. Even after the rally was done with, the two continue to spend time together.
This relationship continued even after she became a investigator at the age of 18, as the two had become grown deeply in love. He always suspected that she knew his true nature, though, but she never seemed like she was anxious or nervous around, almost like she didn't care. Whether or not that was true, however, would never be proven. 2 years later, Hiyori was found torn to pieces after her mentor had decided to go after a particularly dangerous pair of ghouls. The evidence suggested that while her mentor was killed quickly, Hiyori was raped and tortured before she died.
And so Itsuki lost another loved one, but this time, he wasn't goong to let the monsters who did this get away with it. He left his human life behind and went into the hell where the two ghouls were rumored to have retreated to escape CCG pursuit: the 24th ward. He spent 4 years in that hell, throwing away all of his kindness and pacisfistic ways in his singular desire for vengeance. He devoured many a ghoul, as there were no peaceful ways to feed in this constant battlefield, and the only law was that of the jungle, where the strong reign and the weak are slaughtered.
A week previous to the beginning of this RP, Itsuki has returned to his homeward, having obtained his vengeance about a month before. . . but at what cost? He has no clue of what to do next in his life, and feels as lost as the day his parents died. Seeking guidance, he returns to the mansion of his childhood, hoping he can find some sort of answer with in it's charred remains.
Other:
Due to a mutation within his genes, Itsuki's Kakugan turns his pupils and iris a pale, lumnesent white instead of red, giving them an unnerving look, even to other ghouls.
My overlord and Savior( besides God) is sugar. I will do everything and anything for my next sugar fix