I want a hippopotamus // open+Q&A // for Christmas

[| KILLUA ZOLDYCK |]

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KILLUA

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Gathering intel on his targets was one of his primary goals in training when he lived in the castle that his family had built several years ago. It wasn't exactly hard to make it accessable or even really ask questions to figure out what I wanted to know. The issue with the clans that he decided to stay in, is that they were more than willing to show their secrets to those around them. And Killua considered secrets to be what powers one would have, where they came from, their knowledge on the clan, and one could learn a lot by someone's age and experience that they had gone through. The groups commonly held spars with one another, and even if he didn't participate he would be able to get an understand of the two animal's fighting styles quite quickly. Not everyone fought the exact same way, and if someone had a similar style, there were going be subtle differences here and there. Killua himself had often done spars, hoping that maybe his target would end up joining in the battle, but he wasn't always that lucky. At least he was able to gather more information on the creatures that decided to make this his home. Most of the time though Killua was most likely the one with the most powers in the group. Which he was fine with. There were a couple clanners that just had bigger bodies, but none of that seemed to make Killua worry that he would struggle if they turned against him. The assassin was smart enough to realize which fights he could and couldn't win. He wasn't going to waste his time with a fight that would just give him injuries forcing him to heal up in the process. Either way, he was usually quick to gather how a group acted based on the way their leader interacted with the rest of them. Those that were lazy and didn't want to do anything would reflect that onto the clans themselves. After all, they were supposed to be role models. At one point when he was in a clan, not for a mission, but just to get away from his brother, the wildcat had been asked if he wanted to be a leader. No way he would have the patience to deal with animals that didn't even like him. The only reasons he ever got promoted was for the fact that he was around most of the time and had been there since the beginning the group was there so he had experience more than they could ever know. He often wondered that every time he joined with another group, whether or not they would try to make him into the weapon that his family had designed him to be. It would make it a whole lot easier if they were just going to use him to just keep him around and not bother to get to know him. Not like he wanted others to know where he was from and what he was capable of. Hell, his adopted sister didn't end up knowing because he was absolutely terrified at the thought of telling her what he was and that his brother could use that knowledge against her.

Killua knew Jacob. Not in the sense that one would think. He only knew the hybrid's name and that he liked knitting. Other than that he couldn't really care about the other male. But being as young as he was meant that he could be curious here and there when it came to the personalities of the animals that lived in this place. All of them didn't seem to be concerned about their well being at all. Which was a weakness that most groups tended to have as they were never prepared for what they were going to deal with in the future. Whatever happened to them wasn't his business. Although, he probably wouldn't stand around if someone younger than him was getting slaughtered. That coldness of his heart had at least been melted away a little bit for even that to happen. The wildcat didn't spend all that much time in camp, more like keeping to himself. He didn't care about the stares that he got from the other animals that lived in this place. The wildcat just wanted to be able to rest so that he wouldn't have to worry about his damn scars anymore. He was just waiting for them to be hidden by his long white fur. One thing was clear while he was staying here, he wasn't going to end up going hungry. Even if he didn't eat as much protein as he probably should, he just wanted candy. It was his coping mechanism after all and with his rampant anxiety, it was a good way to calm him down. Making his way back to camp, he was able to catch the very distinct smell of pastries. Specifically cookies. He was fine when it came to cookies, but he didn't even remember the last time he had one of them. His metal claws clicked across the surface of the stone floor as he walked, his sapphire blue eyes looking calmly around for where the smell was coming from. The young apprentice seemed to be on high alert all the time, this didn't seem to be any different. Then he noticed that the hybrid was sitting there and seemed to hesitate for a couple moments. Q n A huh? He had never done one of those for obvious reasons and he wasn't about to do it now. He flicked one of his large ears as he made his way over, looking at the cookies that were there. The albino serval would look at all the cookies that were there before picking up one chocolate chip cookie with his metal claws. He impaled it so that he wouldn't get any crumbs on the pads of his paw. Killua did sit around a bit of a distance away from the other, approximately four feet from the canine. "Dang, all of you guys here sure know how to bake. I sure did pick the right place." Killua said with a small smirk spreading across his facial features as he took a bit of the cookie. Not bad he had to admit. After swallowing though he would ask his question, not caring if the other answered him or not. "So where are you from? You obviously aren't from here considering this place just formed." Killua asked calmly. There was no threat from behind his tone, he just wanted to know.

clan -- apprentice -- male -- 8 moons

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GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual
★ 8 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ N/A |  Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. It is extremely hard to be able to listen to his movements having been forced to remain silent for his entire life.
★ Killua constantly 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 rank.
★ 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 effect 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):
★ Left Blizzardclan (aka FF)
★ Residing in Thunderclan (never officially joined)
★ Recently found a secret tunnel into and out of the camp. He's keeping it a secret to himself.
★ Promoted to Captain (HP)
★ Killed a bengal related to a human plot
★ Went to the Exiles and severely injured several
★ Promoted to Deputy

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: none
— minor injuries: none

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

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Discovered/Almost mastered)
★ Air Elementals (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Conjuration (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Telepathy (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Invisibility (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Teleportation (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Shape shifting (Discovered/Mastered)


INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if 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