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Savaris is the type of person that trys to interacts with everyone. so everyone should be able to recall a few moments with him.
Shiroko's talent is basically a super reiatsu sense. So when she meets people sometimes she will describe the qualities of their aura. If anyone thinks that what she senses is off or wrong let me know so I can edit it. I'm mostly just guessing from reading your character's profiles. If there is ever a time she would sense something "off" or different about them just let me know in pm or whatever!


I must say. Your description of Savaris was masterful. Looking forward to interacting in the future.


As Savaris made his way to the entrance of the tunnel he would spot a few of his old classmates and one old friend, Takuya. He would smile and wave before shouting "Yo!! Takuya-senpai!!" Savaris rushed over to him noticing 2 other upperclassmen nearby, Resiru and Bakuto. Savaris watched as they walked ahead with narrow eyes before turning his attention back to Takuya. "Yo. Long time no see. If I recall correctly last time I saw you was.....2nd Year Kido studies?" It seemed that the last of the arrivals had made it and the group had already proceeded into the tunnel. Savaris accompanied Takuya at the back of the group walking through the tunnel admiring nothing about such a boring journey.

"Well, I'm glad to see that you are here at graduation also. Any idea what squad you wanna go to?" Savaris inquired genuinely interested in what he had to see. He looked around and noticed that the tunnel was soon to come to an end opening up to a much larger area at the end. "You know I'm a family man so, I'm pretty much guaranteed that spot in squad 2." Savaris would reply with an enthusiastic smile. Savaris preferred to fight with his hands and would love to refrain from fighting hollows for a living. Thusly, squad 2 made more sense to him. "I can sneak around all ninja like..." He said as he lifted up his shirt above his news to portray a ninja mask. He then began to crouch moving quickly however his footsteps were for the most part silent. "Kickin ass and taking names. WAAA!" He finished by throwing a kick in the air. Just in time too, because they had reached the end of their journey.

The tunnel led out to an auditorium where seats had been prepared for the graduates and bleachers for the audience. It was a magnificent view. Savaris fixed his clothes and looked around for where would be the perfect seat. It was then that he had made eye contact with another student he considered to be upperclassmen, Momoiro. She had arrived early before Savaris and was nodding towards them as they entered. "Oi. Lets go sit over there." Savaris would say, tapping Takuya on the shoulder and pointing over towards Momoiro. Savaris made his way over to her, recognizing her from previous classes. "Yo Momo-chan. My names Savaris. We had Hoho classes together. Mind if we sit next to you? Savaris would say in a suave voice. He would cast a glare at the 2 classmates sitting next to her. Savaris had a mean reputation for getting what he wanted. Whether by means of his family or his own fists, he always got what he wants. The 2 students stood moving elsewhere and Savaris sat. "Glad to see your here graduating too."
Savris' morning started just as any other morning, late. He slowly peered around his room, shaking off the haziness from his hangover. His room was surprisingly clean and organized. The books on the table next to him nice and orderly, his uniform hung on the back of the door, ready to be worn. On the floor, clothes were scattered leading up to the bed. These weren't his clothes, however. NO. These were a woman's clothes. Savaris slowly turned his head to the other side of the bed where a blonde woman was silently sleeping. He chuckled softly to himself. Savaris hated blondes. The fact he brought one home meant that he himself was pretty wasted. He crept out of the bed moving to towards the door. Grabbing his clothes from the back of the door, he easily snuck out of the room undetected. "Looks like I'm getting dressed here." He walked down to the main kitchen of the Shihoin manner after getting dressed. No relatives insight as always, of course, the maids and butlers were constantly moving through the mansion. "Things just don't change."

A passing butler caught his eye. His servant, who acted more like a caretaker, Hideyoshi approached. He is an elderly man with white combed back hair to match his age. His face was clean of any hair and his suit was pristine as possible. "Goodmorning Young Master. I see you're up surprisingly early this morning. Could it be because of our guest sleeping in your room?" "Yo Hide. Could you take care of that for me? I'm heading off to class." Savaris turned and started heading for the door. "You mean graduation?" Savaris let out a slight shriek. Savaris had totally forgotten the whole reason he went out the night before. It was a celebration. Everything in his mind began to make sense. The drunkenness, the outfit on the door, the blonde. He took off full sprint, grabbing a whole loaf of bread as he took off. He burst through the front door of the manner shoving a bite of the bread in his mouth. He nearly knocks over a maid as he launches himself into the air taking another bite of the bread. "Oh man oh man oh man. I'm gonna be late." He thought to himself as he landed on a nearby rooftop.

It wasn't every day that you saw someone leaping from rooftop to rooftop but around this neighborhood it was normal. The Shihoin clan was known for being a bit.....eccentric at times. The young Savaris was no different. Most people in his class were pretty good at using Hoho techniques, savaris was average at the basics. For him, he had to focus and this morning he was too much off his game. He leaped down from the buildings and dashed through the entrance leaving a trail of dust and breadcrumbs as he shoved another bite of the loaf down his throat. He hid the rest in his robe for later consumption and made his way to the auditorium where the graduation would be taking place. He was late but not to the point where it would make a big difference.
@Crimson Lion Another good example.

@jynmi88 How many characters are we allowed?

@Red Mage Couldn't think of one but he is the perfect example.
Strategy is creating a plan. Battle sense is pulling it off. In other words, he doesn't have enough combat experience to initiate a plan he creates. When it comes to chess, he has most beat. When it comes to a fight, it's the opposite.
Edited to include the rest of the info. And I also dont have a discord.
That actually may be even better. A young savaris among a group of geniuses, being pushed to exceed his limits to keep up with his rivals. Sounds amazing.
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