Katakura, Kotomi

[MizuJakkaru]

Name: Kotomi Katakura
Nickname: N/A
Age: 23 (May 9th)
Gender: Female
Birthplace: Mahogany Town, Johto
Family: Tadashi Katakura (Father), Chiasa Katakura (Mother), Kojuro Katakura (Ancient Ancestor; Deceased)

Trainer Orientation: Lawful Good
Trainer Class: Swordswoman
Starter Pokémon: Skarmory

Character Theme:
【BriCie & Zacky】~ Utsukushiki Zankoku na Sekai (Attack on Titan)

Versus Theme:
Rei Kondoh ~ The Right Eye's Determination (Sengoku Basara X)

Skarmory [Female] — My oath is my bond.
Kotomi's oldest and only companion, Skarmory was captured when she was training just south of Blackthorn City. The bird Pokémon is incredibly loyal, if incredibly vicious to those that oppose it, and would never back down from a battle. She is something of a speedy little thing, running circles around slow opponents. Kotomi has had a special saddle fashioned from Skarmory, so that she might ride her should the need arise.
—Captured on Route 45.

Ability: Sturdy
Nature: Rash
Move Pool: Agility, Air Cutter, Brave Bird, Night Slash, Roost, Spikes, Steel Wing, Swift, Taunt, Whirlwind

Kotomo is rather average, standing only roughly five feet and five inches tall. Her hair is a dark brown color, almost black in some lighting. Her eyes are a deep black typical to the old blood-lines of Johto and Kanto. She has a rather prominent jawline and a high cheek bone, something that runs in her family.

Clothing-wise, Kotomi prefers simple dress for the most part. Generally, she wears a black long-sleeve, slip on dress that falls just above her knees. When it's cold enough, she'll wear a brown tench coat over this. Other than that, she can be seen wearing a blue scarf and matching gloves. Her tall boots are made out of supple brown leather.

She can be seen wearing a number of other get ups, also, some things more dressy than others, but most of them involve skirts and tops. She only rarely wears jeans. One her chest is a x-shaped scar, something she only covers out of courtesy to others, not embarrassment. She is also never seen without her katana.

Artwork by Umehara (front) and Yamato Tamamoto (left).
Trainer Sprite and VS Sprite by Enmto.

Artwork by Shirow Miwa (right and left), Sawji Ishida (middle left) and Rika-tyan (middle right).

Sturdy and bound to honor, Kotomi is everything a loyal retain should be. She holds unwavering faith in her daimyo. Given that the Katakura clan were the historical retainers for the Date clan, it is no small shock that Kotomi willingly and loyally swore honor to Masamune when he was brought back by Arceus.

One thing is for certain, as her ancestor before her, Kotomi will protect Masamune from anything, even himself if she must... and she will do so at the expense of even her own life. Like Kojuro before her, she values loyalty and honor above all else.

Name: Tadashi Katakura — We once fought together for an ideal with our swords.
Age: 53
Gender: Male
Relationship: Father
Trainer Orientation: Lawful Good
Trainer Class: Swordsman

Were he not crippled himself from a duel with a rival, Tadashi himself would have taken up servitude of Masamune. As it were, he sent Kotomi in his place. He understands it is something of an archaic value for the Katakura clan to still serve the Date clan, but it is something he would see honored nevertheless.

Name: Chiasa Katakura — It wasn't for power or for glory, but to create a peaceful world where people could live without fear.
Age: 50
Gender: Female
Relationship: Mother
Trainer Orientation: Lawful Good
Trainer Class: Ordinary Lady

A simple woman, Chiasa spends much of her time supporting her only daughter and her husband with work around the house and involving finances. She is not a warrior like her family is, but she is well loved all the same and is a very good woman at heart.

Kotomi hails from a longstanding clan that now resides in the Johto area known as the Katakura clan. The ancient retainers for the Date clan, the Katakura clan was known for its loyalty and sturdy resolve, especially that of one particular member, Kagetsuna Katakura, more commonly known as Kojuro Katakura. Kotomi herself is related distantly to said man.

From a young age, Kotomi was raised with traditional beliefs and fashions (somewhat similar to the Dragon clan in Blackthorn). Living just outside the skirt of Mahogany Town, Kotomi is not much of a city girl and spent much of her time as a child exploring the region and wooded areas around her home town. As it were, when she came of age, she also began training in kendo and with other traditional nihontō sword-styles.

The result is that she became skilled rather easily, coming from a family in which swordsmanship was akin to livelihood. Trained by her father, she spend many long years honing her abilities with a katana. By the time she was eighteen, she was declared regional kendo champion two times over.

It wasn't until recently that Kotomi had much of anything to do, however. With the reappearance of many of the legendary warriors of old, Kotomi was elated to find that Masamune was one among them. It is understandable that she swiftly sought him out. Swearing allegiance to the Date clan once more, with her father at her side, she made promise to serve Masamune as loyally as her ancestor Kojuro once had and naming him daimyo of the Katakura clan once more.

Martial Abilities______________________________________
└-Weapon specializations and fighting styles.

Swordsmanship (Katana): Quite skilled with the blade she wields, Kotomi uses the traditional styles of fighting taught to the Katakura clan for many ages. She is proficient enough in this weapon to hold her own against the onslaught of others and multiples, and she is known for an incredibly fast draw and an unbreakable defense when she goes on the guard.

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├─Classification: Physical
├─Category: Weapon Proficiency
└─Power Level: Expert

Turning toward Kotomi, Date had been about to remark that she'd taken an awful sudden shine to that particular company when he saw that she was, for once, smiling rather than keeping a neutral expression. He chuckled and simply said, "You should do that more often."

Within an instant, the smile was gone in place of a small, embarrassed frown. The girl's eyes glossed a bit in confusion and fluster as Date's words took a turn towards the unexpected. Her cheeks colored pink, almost comically so, and she blinked at him in loss for words, her tongue suddenly the most sluggish lead brick in place of normal.

In a moment, she was flustering with everything in an attempt to straighten out of her appearance. Not out of some need to look nice, but out of a need to focus on anything but the fact that it was entirely too warm in her own skin. Her head sunk a little into the blue scarf she wore around her neck, in attempt to hide the growing blush that spread down her throat.

Her words came mumbled. "I... I'm sorry."