Osuma

Name: Osuma

Nicknames: Teacher/Sensei, The Ghost Incubus

Gender: Male

Sexual Preference: Any, Female leaning

Race: Incubus

Age: He's lost track but probably in the 5-6000 range

Body Type: Muscular but not over built

Height: 5'9"

Complexion: Pale and clear

Hair: Long enough to hang down to the middle of his back, Jet black, Voluminous but straight

Eyes: Normally a deep, cool, rich purple but a side effect of coming to this plain the way he did makes his eyes appear to swirl purple, cyan and green

Scars: Only one, it reaches from where the base of his neck meets his left shoulder, down over his left clavicle, across his lower back, over his right hip and wraps once from there around his right thigh to end just above his right knee, it is very jagged and very old

Identifiable Features: When in demon form Osuma has two curving horns that swirl green/purple/cyan in color. These colors also creep across his chest, shoulder and back in curving stripes as well as taint his hands all the way up to his elbows. From the waist down he is completely black though.

Occupation: Sword Master/Trainer/Cult Leader

Hobbies: Tattoo/Body Paint, Tending to his orchard, Meditation

Relationship Status: Single

Personality: On the outside Osuma is calm, collected, impossible to fluster and serious. Sadly most of these are false fronts. Only the 'serious' adjective fits who he truly is on the inside as even when the threat of being hunted to extinction wasn't hanging over his head he rarely smiled or laughed. The truth is that the detached mask that the demon wears is a cover for just how lost, lonely and guilty he feels. Survivor's guilt is a hell of a thing and there's no doubt some underlying PTSD as well. He certainly suffers from nightmares, is overly paranoid about anyone knowing the truth about him, where he's from or how to find him, and still feels all too keenly the loss of the life he once had. He has a bad habit of wildly overreactng to even perceived threats to his anonymity or betrayals of his trust. He longs for the return of his family, the freedom to bear a child of his own and to simply feel safe once more. In his mind all of these things are castles in the clouds, however, and so he continues on as he has for far too long, living in fear and hating himself.

Mannerisms: Running his fingers over the loose ends of the cords around his waist when uncertain or thinking deeply, Resting his hand on the hilt of his blade whenever he is wearing it (which is 90% of the time), Automatically checking the entrances and exits of every room he enters, Idly doodling when he is bored and the materials are at hand

Likes: Quiet, The sound of the wind in the trees, Gentle rain, Children, Helping people escape their past and start a new life, Training until he works up a sweat and his muscles ache down to the bone, Sake (sometimes too much), Scaring people who haven't noticed his presence yet (so maybe he has a slight sense of humor after all), Fruit of just about any kind, Loyalty, Birds especially song birds, Dogs,

Dislikes: Those who leverage a position of power to harm those below themselves even if it isn't intentional, Bright direct sunlight, Eggs no matter how they are cooked, Feeling vulnerable, Sleeping,

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Face Claim: Tony Thornburg