Name: Kaneyama Kei [金山 啓]
Age: 13
Physical Description: Kei is of slender build, standing just under average height, and just coming into womanhood. She has off lack hair contrasting her pale white skin. She likes makeup and dolls herself up nearly everyday. Her nose, like her frame it slender but is more petit making it nearly invisible. Her hands are small but not as petit as the rest of her frame. It is framed with callouses, though the nails are never cluttered with dirt.
Mental Description:
Calm,
Clever,
Passionate,
Gentle,
Sweet,
Torn,
Philosophical,
Distrusting,
Confident, (can be overconfident)
Observant,
Analytical,
Loyal,
& Proud
Kei is a person who knows how to compartmentalize better than most people, because she needs to be one person at home, another in being ninja, by herself, and another person with others.
At Home she is a sweet, dutiful, and obedient girl. She knows her place at home, that is, by her mother's side serving her father. She cleans house and does work what she is supposed to do. At home she is learning to be a lady and in some ways enjoys the lessons on her home language and prose, she is never restless or fidgety that would be unbecoming. She is a daydreamer at home, and enjoys cooking more than cleaning, but most of all she enjoys quiet evenings with her father. She likes makeup, but won't allow herself to be absorbed, finding an odd sense of pride for one so young in her family. Yet her heart is not fully there often wanting to make her own way, and do great things so her parents will be proud of her.
By herself, or at least when she feels most like herself, she is contemplative, and quiet yet driven. She feels a constant push to be better, never satisfied with anything she does. This grain of salt is often take too far, and often taken with hard work. She thinks way too much and wants to prove herself desperately, yet is proud when she does something of worth. She enjoys the quiet and the calm, but cannot stay in it too long before she feels that nagging to improve once again. This passion is what move her to become something, something great, for nothing else will do.
When with others Kei is opinionated and strong willed. She is not willing to be pushed around or taken advantage of. While she is caring and sweet she is strong and independent. She cares for her friends but is still more self centered, wanting to succeed and become something. Kei is thoughtful and supportive of good, yet often critical of herself and others. She wants to get things done, do her job, and continue forward, he does not like things and people that hold her back.
History:
Like the story of most immigrants from far away countries, Kei's parents were of hardy and strong stock. They valued hard work, thrift, and cultural heritage. Kei's father a strong and fairly large man was a mute. While he could not communicate like most people, lacking the basic ability to speak he was a happy strong man. He relayed much of what he felt through his eyes and his gentle example and hard work, never trying to simply articulate how to do something but working with you to get things accomplished. By trade he was a builder, and a good one at that, and found more work than he could ever do upon coming to the ninja nations.
Kei's mother on the other hand was a talker, and often filled the void that would have been left in the house due to her father's silence. Kei's mother was a deliberate woman, and often prone to moments of passion. Kei had quite a few good beatings and even more scolding a growing up, all of which may not have been perfectly deserved. Nevertheless her mother encouraged Kei to be passionate and to make a place for herself in the world, offing a support and motivation with her high pitched voice. Her parents had sailed to the ninja nations from a small island shortly before she was born, giving themselves a fresh star in this world torn country.
Kei was a shy child growing up. Her mother didn't speak the language very well the first couple years leaving her to be translator of her talkative mother at a very young age. This left Kei as feeling of more of a mouthpiece than a girl with her voice growing up, preferring the company of her silent father. She was sweet and helpful in the house, taking naturally to those things which in her parent's culture was appropriate for women. She was clever and gentle like her father, and passionate and strong like her mother.
As she grew, she developed quickly into her own person, finding her place among the other girls giggling and running around the neighborhood throwing cardboard kunai and dancing around acting like a kunoichi. This seemed just natural to her, competing to be on top of the local troops of children's playful wars and battles. She would constantly soil her traditional dressier mother insisted on her wearing by running through the mud to catch the next door neighbor. Yet there was a gap, in her parent's land there were no ninja, no shinobi. Moreover women did not participate in such things at battle and fighting, that was for boys and men. Her mother would often take the scissors and hide them so she could not cut out shuriken and make little fake headbands.
Yet, while the other children began to go to the academy, Kei stayed at home and learned poetry and sewing. While the children began learning to make clones, she gardened and made supper. This bothered her for quite some time, until her friends, or those who had been her friends since she was young started to discover the flaws of her family. The funny way her dad wore his clothes, the colors bright and vibrant, the accent her mother spoke with, and the spicy food she ate. They mocked her for it, teased her for her differences, and in the cruel way of children ostracized her for a time. This made Kei all the more attached to her comfortable way of life, the flowers and the cooking for a time was all she needed. She was aKaneyama to the core. Yet in her room, while she drew picture of haetae, and haechi images of ninja and battles would be also doodled on the pages of her sketchbook.
As this persisted and through the support of her father, Kei found a ideal middle ground, for her kind father recognized that she was indeed a child of two cultures. Her home was one, the outside would another, and she had to take on both. Eventually her mother too relented, while they still spoke their tongue at home, Kei was enrolled into the academy with the other students, just two years behind. Her parents simply came to the conclusion, remembering why they had braved the seas and come here in the first place was to give their family a better chance and start a new life. They made Kei a deal, one they always would defend forever. If she learned of her heritage, putting just as much work into becoming a lady and woman of refinement as she did in becoming a ninja, she would be satisfied. She would have to maintain grades within the top 5% of her class, and keep up with all her chores they would allow her to be a ninja. They knew they must maintain what was inherently theirs but had to learn there was some new they would have to accept, and Kei soon found she was quite the learner.
Within a year she was on par with the rest of the students her age, rapidly picking thing up and finding clever and newfound ways to apply them. Her ability to read people's movements and attitudes via their body language gave her an edge, as did her unique mind. Kei was a good girl, excelling in not only being a ninja but a lady as well, particularly now as she begins to blossom into being a woman.
Age: 13
Physical Description: Kei is of slender build, standing just under average height, and just coming into womanhood. She has off lack hair contrasting her pale white skin. She likes makeup and dolls herself up nearly everyday. Her nose, like her frame it slender but is more petit making it nearly invisible. Her hands are small but not as petit as the rest of her frame. It is framed with callouses, though the nails are never cluttered with dirt.
Mental Description:
Calm,
Clever,
Passionate,
Gentle,
Sweet,
Torn,
Philosophical,
Distrusting,
Confident, (can be overconfident)
Observant,
Analytical,
Loyal,
& Proud
Kei is a person who knows how to compartmentalize better than most people, because she needs to be one person at home, another in being ninja, by herself, and another person with others.
At Home she is a sweet, dutiful, and obedient girl. She knows her place at home, that is, by her mother's side serving her father. She cleans house and does work what she is supposed to do. At home she is learning to be a lady and in some ways enjoys the lessons on her home language and prose, she is never restless or fidgety that would be unbecoming. She is a daydreamer at home, and enjoys cooking more than cleaning, but most of all she enjoys quiet evenings with her father. She likes makeup, but won't allow herself to be absorbed, finding an odd sense of pride for one so young in her family. Yet her heart is not fully there often wanting to make her own way, and do great things so her parents will be proud of her.
By herself, or at least when she feels most like herself, she is contemplative, and quiet yet driven. She feels a constant push to be better, never satisfied with anything she does. This grain of salt is often take too far, and often taken with hard work. She thinks way too much and wants to prove herself desperately, yet is proud when she does something of worth. She enjoys the quiet and the calm, but cannot stay in it too long before she feels that nagging to improve once again. This passion is what move her to become something, something great, for nothing else will do.
When with others Kei is opinionated and strong willed. She is not willing to be pushed around or taken advantage of. While she is caring and sweet she is strong and independent. She cares for her friends but is still more self centered, wanting to succeed and become something. Kei is thoughtful and supportive of good, yet often critical of herself and others. She wants to get things done, do her job, and continue forward, he does not like things and people that hold her back.
History:
Like the story of most immigrants from far away countries, Kei's parents were of hardy and strong stock. They valued hard work, thrift, and cultural heritage. Kei's father a strong and fairly large man was a mute. While he could not communicate like most people, lacking the basic ability to speak he was a happy strong man. He relayed much of what he felt through his eyes and his gentle example and hard work, never trying to simply articulate how to do something but working with you to get things accomplished. By trade he was a builder, and a good one at that, and found more work than he could ever do upon coming to the ninja nations.
Kei's mother on the other hand was a talker, and often filled the void that would have been left in the house due to her father's silence. Kei's mother was a deliberate woman, and often prone to moments of passion. Kei had quite a few good beatings and even more scolding a growing up, all of which may not have been perfectly deserved. Nevertheless her mother encouraged Kei to be passionate and to make a place for herself in the world, offing a support and motivation with her high pitched voice. Her parents had sailed to the ninja nations from a small island shortly before she was born, giving themselves a fresh star in this world torn country.
Kei was a shy child growing up. Her mother didn't speak the language very well the first couple years leaving her to be translator of her talkative mother at a very young age. This left Kei as feeling of more of a mouthpiece than a girl with her voice growing up, preferring the company of her silent father. She was sweet and helpful in the house, taking naturally to those things which in her parent's culture was appropriate for women. She was clever and gentle like her father, and passionate and strong like her mother.
As she grew, she developed quickly into her own person, finding her place among the other girls giggling and running around the neighborhood throwing cardboard kunai and dancing around acting like a kunoichi. This seemed just natural to her, competing to be on top of the local troops of children's playful wars and battles. She would constantly soil her traditional dressier mother insisted on her wearing by running through the mud to catch the next door neighbor. Yet there was a gap, in her parent's land there were no ninja, no shinobi. Moreover women did not participate in such things at battle and fighting, that was for boys and men. Her mother would often take the scissors and hide them so she could not cut out shuriken and make little fake headbands.
Yet, while the other children began to go to the academy, Kei stayed at home and learned poetry and sewing. While the children began learning to make clones, she gardened and made supper. This bothered her for quite some time, until her friends, or those who had been her friends since she was young started to discover the flaws of her family. The funny way her dad wore his clothes, the colors bright and vibrant, the accent her mother spoke with, and the spicy food she ate. They mocked her for it, teased her for her differences, and in the cruel way of children ostracized her for a time. This made Kei all the more attached to her comfortable way of life, the flowers and the cooking for a time was all she needed. She was aKaneyama to the core. Yet in her room, while she drew picture of haetae, and haechi images of ninja and battles would be also doodled on the pages of her sketchbook.
As this persisted and through the support of her father, Kei found a ideal middle ground, for her kind father recognized that she was indeed a child of two cultures. Her home was one, the outside would another, and she had to take on both. Eventually her mother too relented, while they still spoke their tongue at home, Kei was enrolled into the academy with the other students, just two years behind. Her parents simply came to the conclusion, remembering why they had braved the seas and come here in the first place was to give their family a better chance and start a new life. They made Kei a deal, one they always would defend forever. If she learned of her heritage, putting just as much work into becoming a lady and woman of refinement as she did in becoming a ninja, she would be satisfied. She would have to maintain grades within the top 5% of her class, and keep up with all her chores they would allow her to be a ninja. They knew they must maintain what was inherently theirs but had to learn there was some new they would have to accept, and Kei soon found she was quite the learner.
Within a year she was on par with the rest of the students her age, rapidly picking thing up and finding clever and newfound ways to apply them. Her ability to read people's movements and attitudes via their body language gave her an edge, as did her unique mind. Kei was a good girl, excelling in not only being a ninja but a lady as well, particularly now as she begins to blossom into being a woman.
