Killua wouldn't necessarily classify himself as being a medic. At least he wasn't on the same level that Jacob and Izuku were on at least. He knew almost little to nothing when it came to herbs. He had more of a human approach when it came to the likes of healing someone. He could use guaze and bandages and stitches to stop the bleeding and to be able to fix someone up. Which was more than enough that was needed in order to make sure that someone wasn't going to bleed to death. If needed, he could actually cauterize wounds, although that wasn't the best method one could use when it came to stopping the bleeding of someone. It could easily kill all healthy flesh and make it a slower healing process for the victim that had to go through something like that. Besides, he would have to charge himself up to even use his electrical elemental powers, something which he hadn't tried to practice just yet while Mike had come into the picture. The assassin himself got wounded quite often, but instead of it being by the likes of a clanner, it was more on the likes of his family and himself. The wounds that he created on himself primarily by accident, but there were times where he tried to experiment on something to see if something happened in the end. The wildcat had plenty of tools at his disposal to heal himself in a terrible situation. He was usually on the scene after Jacob or Izuku were called, and if they weren't there already Killua would make sure to at least get the injured animal into a stable condition so that he wouldn't have to worry about them dying on the border. Months ago, if he was stationed in the clans, and if someone was bleeding out he would have left them to die. Having the mentality that if they were going to die it was on the aspect that they were weak and nothing else. Killua was different now though and didn't want anyone else to die around him while he lived in Snowbound. Sounded like an easy job, but clans were full of surprises. Maybe that was one of the reasons he was drawn to them so much because he was tired of a repetitive lifestyle that his family wanted him to live.
Either way, Killua usually refused anyone's attempt to try and help with the wounds that he aquired. He was more than capable of treating himself and wasn't exactly fond of physical contact anyway. The assassin had his reasons of course, but he only one that could probably know of what he was going through was London, as that was his only friend that was inside the clan at the moment. The Snowstriker had been walking around the territory like he usually did. And now that he had someone following him all of the time, it was impossible for Killua to remain silent. When a 11ft tall Hellhound was walking around and following all of his movements, it made him basically a beacon. Yet, there was nothing he could do to drive the beast away, especially when the other was important to the family. It wasn't exactly easy creating hellhounds after all. The serval blended in well with the snow nonetheless, and his bandages were still wrapped around his right arm and his throat from where he had injured himself during his night terror. He flicked his short tail behind him when he noticed something that was skimming through the trees. What was that? Killua stopped for a moment, the Hellhound behind him stopping as well. He had to squint his eyes to figure out who's figure that was, and there were only two birds that lived in the clan after all. It was then he realized that it was Jewelia, hovering slightly above the ground. What was she doing? Killua didn't know about the task that she had been given, and if anyone had ever approached him with the need for herbs he could always conjure them. Not like he would know which herb they were talking about of course. "Oi Jewelia! What are you up to?" He was pretty sure that birds didn't fly all that low for a number of reasons so there had to be something. The assassin just hoped that he didn't spook her calling out to her from a distance, at least ten feet away from where she was and not even in the way of where she was head. He had to raise his voice a little bit just to make sure that the avian would be able to hear him. If anything, he was just curious what she was up to, as he currently wasn't up to anything and didn't have a task to fulfill.
GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual (leans toward male)
★ 8 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ Snowstriker | Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. He uses his air elemental to cushion every step that he takes, making his pawsteps barely audible.
★ Killua also uses his Air Elementals to block out his scent from everyone around him. Which means its impossible to find him by scent, as he doesn't like to be associated with any clans despite his ranks he may have.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unless they express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't affect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just because he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used on him or if someone tries to electrocute him.
RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):
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PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a full grown domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is stark white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being completely white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His eyes express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. So that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
- major injuries: severe injury on right arm (causes him to limp slightly)
- minor injuries: bandages around his throat
PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor
INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if the character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC