Basic Information
Name: Nami Ukitake
Actual Age: 400+
Appeared Age: 20
Gender: Female
Division: 4th
Rank: 3rd
Looks:

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Personality: She can be quite serious when she needs too, but she is normally childish, stubborn, hyper, and hard-headed. She is rather sarcastic and can be quite bitchy too, if you catch her on a bad day or you're just on her bad side. She looks just as she acts, when she is being her usual childish self, she looks like a child. When she is being serious, she looks like an adult.. a very wise and intelligent adult. She also doesn't like to fight at all, one of the things that got her into the 4th squad. Although she is loyal to her captain, she would never raise her sword against a friend.
Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single, not looking yet.
Zanpakuto Information
Zanpakuto Name: Angel of Darkness
Zanpakuto Looks: As a regular zanpakuto, it is a regular katana. Whenever Nami wants to play some music, she uses Angel of Darkness, which can transform into two different forms in it's shikai form. The first one is a harp that Nami can play music on but it can also heal when she plays it, another thing that got her into squad 4. In the lethal form though, it changes into a guitar that, when it's played it lets out notes that are capable of shattering boulders but she doesn't like to use it often.
Released Zanpakuto Description: Whenever Nami wants to play some music, she uses Angel of Darkness, which can transform into two different forms in it's shikai form. The first one is a harp that doesn't do anything but play music. In the lethal form though, it changes into a guitar that, when it's played it lets out notes that are capable of shattering boulders.
Zanpakuto Release Phrase: Just to play music: Sing, Angel. To battle: Crush them, Angel of Darkness!
Released Zanpakuto Looks: Already told you. But the good thing is I can give you the pic of my zanpakuto's spirit!!

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History and RP Sample
History: Nami was born and raised in the seireitei. She was a baby when Jushiro found her, abandoned and alone. As a child, she was silent, hardly ever spoke a word to anyone except for Jushiro. She was shy and lonely, but when she did talk, she laughed and acted like a child. When Jushiro told her that she was adopted, she took it well and was serious and understanding. She was eight, or she looked eight but she was really about 50 or more years old, when he told her and after that, she began to act serious and responsible whenever she spoke, even when speaking to Jushiro she acted that way.
She was nearly 13, not sure how old she really was somewhere around 50-100, when Jushiro noticed her tremendous amount of SE. He suggested she go to the Academy to learn to be a Soul Reaper. When she was 16, 100 years old, she took him up on his offer and went to the Academy. She was there for three years before she was pulled out of school and put in medical school. She was excited when she was told that she was to be in squad 4, which is why she was yanked out of school. She went to that school for four years and trained hard to become a medic.
She started out as an unseated officer, cleaning the canals and being treated like the lowest piece of scum by the other seated and unseated soul reaper of squads 1-3 and 5-12(as Jushiro wouldn't stand for them treating her like that). She was an unseated officer for another 25-50 years, slowly regaining her childish attitude, before her anger got the better of her and she attacked one of the unseated officers in squad 2. Unhappy with herself, she asked Captain Retsu, who allowed her to call her Retsu, to move her to squad 13 and her captain did and she remained there as the seventh seat up until she looked like she was 17(no idea how long that was) and Jushiro noticed how miserable his adopted daughter was. When he offered to return her to squad four, she shook her head, every time he offered, and said she would never return there after being so monsterous towards another officer.
Before Nami's eighteenth birthday(not really her eighteenth obviously), she learned that her zanpakuto had the ability to play songs and not just destroy things. As she played it in it's harp form, she would sit outside of her room and sing and hum with it. From down the hall, a wounded seated officer heard her playing and got out of bed, unnoticed by the other officers listening. He made his way down to Nami's room and sat in front of her, listening. As he listened, he felt his cuts that had reopened as he had came down there tingle. While Nami's eyes were closed, he removed his shirt and his eyes widened to find the cut sealed up like it was some old battle scar. When Nami opened her eyes, the officer told her everything and she squealed with excitement.
The two of them raced towards Jushiro's room and, knocking before they entered, burst into the room with wild expressions on their faces. Jushiro, having been speaking with the Retsu Unohana, looked surprised when Nami and her new friend rushed into his room. Although Nami was shocked that her old captain was hear, she told them the story, with help from her friend, about her zanpakuto's other ability(which she learned it had by singing a song she was writing, even though she wasn't technically trying to awaken it). Captain Unohana automatically asked to see it's healing abilities, deliberately slicing open the palm of her hand to see the truth.
"Sing, Angel." Nami whispered quietly, the regular katana like zanpakuto changing into a small golden harp that Nami sat on the ground and began to play. As she did, both captains were shocked to see Retsu's cut heal up. The joy that spread across Nami and Retsu's face was contagious. Retsu had missed her childish officer and in turn, Nami had missed her and the whole squad, she even missed cleaning the canals.
Retsu told Nami that she could return as a third seat. And since then, Nami has only been down to the canals a few times, easily cleaning the canals as she learned to control her zanpakutos aim. She can now destroy anything she wants to without destroying other things as a result. If it doesn't hit it's mark, it doesn't affect anything else around it, which can sometimes prove as a weakness. Although she is only a third seat, she is known to most soul reapers and considered a prodegy for her healing abilities.
RP Sample: My roleplaying depends on the person I'm roleplaying with. If they're descriptive, I'll be just as descriptive, or I'll try to be anyways. If they're not that descriptive, then that's how I'll be. It all depends on the one, again, I'm roleplaying with. But, what the hell, I've been up since yesterday at 10 am, I might as well.

Short Reply:
I yawned quietly as the boy walked into through the shop door, brushing the hair away from my bright green eyes to get a better view of his shirtless body.

Longer Reply:
I waited impatiently as I watched the boy shut the car door and slowly make his way towards the shop entrance. Was I usually this anxious for customers to come in? No, usually they were old guys who liked to pretend they had a chance with me. But this guy? Did he have a chance? Oh hell yes! He had the tan skin of a Californian, odd for a place like this sure, but it didn't change the fact that this guy was walking through the rain without his shirt on. His six pack glistened as the rain droplets reflected the dim fluorescent lights on them, drawing even more attention to them. But his abs weren't the only perfect thing on him: He had deep, dark brown eyes that looked like they were piercing right through to my soul and his cheekbones were high, his lips full, and I'm sure if he spoke, he would have that deep sexy voice most guys would love to have. When he smiled, his teeth gleamed white. And I don't mean like that dull white people get from cleaning their teeth, I mean they were WHITE! They gleamed, looked as white as snow too, perfect straight white teeth to go with his Californian tan and those gorgeous eyes.
The beating of my heart in my throat notified me that I had stopped breathing for too long because of this B-E-A-utiful guy. I felt around under the counter for my inhaler and wrapped my hand around it as a precaution since that would probably happen alot now that he had finally made his way up to the counter.
"Hi, my name's Casey, we're going hiking up here and we need a guide," He said, flipping his dark blonde hair out of his face. My smile that had been on my face since I'd seen him faltered when I heard his voice. Okay, so I was a VERY picky person when it came to guys. I prefered brown eyed, well-muscled, sexy deep voiced, indian guys. If they weren't indian, okay, I could live with it. But... no deep voice? For a buff guy like that? Yikes! No, I'm NOT overexagerating. This guy's voice sounded like the kind of voice you get from breathing in helium out of balloons. Literaly.
"Oh, um, I'm your girl." I grinned, "I'm the only one on shift though, the others were supposed to come back from lunch three hours ago. They only went a little ways up the ridge."
"That sucks," The guy grimaced in his oh-so-uncool voice. "My buddies and I are trying to get all the way to the top to see if we can watch the sunset."
"How many people do you have with you exactly?" I frowned, glancing over at the mini-van he had gotten out of. Huh... when had it been a mini-van again?
"My girlfriend and my best friend. His name is Jackson." He grinned, "You're going to LOVE him, girl. He is the most romantic dude I've ever been near. It kind of makes me sick."
"Um, alright, well, I guess I could go with then."
" 'At'ta, girl," Casey laughed his too high laugh.

Yupp. That's Nami.

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