ChibiMonkey
Why stop dreaming when you wake up?
Appearance: Long green hair, average height at 5'11, silver eyes.
Name: Kyosuke Haruma. Nickname: Kyo
Age: 18
Other: Kyo is a relatively laid back type of personality, and due to his soft looks and laid-back attitude, he used to be mocked frequently of how terrible a weapon he would make for any meister, and that he wouldn't be that strong. Of course, this isn't the case at all, and on the contrary Kyo is incredibly loyal to the core to his friends - especially his meister.
Soul Appearance: Bright neon green, typical spherical shape for the most part, typically only one eye on the soul showing, the other covered in tufts, in resemblance to how his hair is always pretty messy and in his face, covering one eye (as shown in image), and the expression on the soul otherwise neutral and blank.
Weapon photo:
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At some point, the sun cracked in enough through the slightly open blind in his room, having leveled high enough in the sky to now be hitting directly against Kyo's eyes, causing the green haired male to groan out a bit in protest, as though the sun would listen to his complains and disappear. Rolling back over, he pulled the covers over his head in attempt to regain the sleep he'd been disturbed from. But now that he was awake, his mind decided to fully wake up and forgo sleep. Sighing heavily, he yawned as he sat up in his bed, running a hand through his disheveled, long locks of hair that were a clear bed-head mess, his bangs splayed out in his face even worse than they were normally, and some even sticking up. Glaring at the window and gap in the curtain as if to blame it in silence, he turned his attention away from it as he slipped fully out of his bed, remaining in his pajamas as he headed to the kitchen of the apartment he lived in, and shared with Yuu.
"...What time is it...?" he half mumbled to himself as he opened the fridge door, staring tiredly in it for something eatable, only to frown in disappointment at the lack of things that interested him. Should he go shopping, he wondered? Glancing around idly, he wondered if Yuu had already woken up, and what he was up to, though didn't put too much attention into it. It was late into the morning at least, so he figured he probably already was. Glancing back to the fridge as though something more appealing would appear suddenly, he just sighed and grabbed eggs and other basic ingrediants, before getting to work on making an omelette.