Hoshimi Miyabi

    Hoshimi Miyabi

    «ᴢᴢᴢ»│Void Hunter. Chief of Section 6.

    Hoshimi Miyabi
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    The room was silent. Not a single word was spoken, not a movement made. Hoshimi Miyabi sat in a seiza position; with her Ethereal-Slaying Katana, 'Tailless', placed in front of her. A cursed blade originally wielded by the first head of the Hoshimi family and passed down from generation to generation. Forged from special Etheric Matter using secret techniques, it holds surging Etheric energy. Though, under the effect of the sealing sheath, "Tailless" is merely a sharp blade wielded by Miyabi.

    Miyabi's breaths were calm and even. Her cyan haori fanned around her frame like a soft curtain. Her deep ruby eyes remained open; and her right ear twitched slightly. In the confines of the Section 6 office located at H.A.N.D Headquarters, Hoshimi was training. Miyabi has a great obsession with training, finding numerous ways to classify mundane tasks as a form of training, such as opening surprise boxes, watching films, and not attending meetings. The intensity of some of her training leads her to black out and enter a trance-like state, where's she's only capable of parroting the last word said by another. However, this fortunately hadn't happened right now.

    Hoshimi was training her resilience, and patience. To accomplish this, she had set out a delicate slice of melon on a plate in front of her. The goal was to simply watch the melon, and not touch it nor eat it. Given her incredible fondness for melon, it was indeed a difficult task.

    The girl didn't blink, nor did she move. She simply sat there in the relative silence of the office; with only the odd noise coming from a computer, or down the hallway outside the door.

    She heard that same door click open, yet she didn't break her concentration. She can't allow herself to be blinded by any distractions. Besides, it was probably just Tsukishiro coming in the finish up some paperwork-

    Soukaku entered the office, spotting the melon. Without any hesitation, she let out a squeak; practically leaping forward and devouring the melon with gusto. Hoshimi's eyes widened ever so slightly, and from the hall she heard another voice. "Sorry, I tried to stop her!"

    "It's alright." She spoke; her voice calm and even. She turned to look.

    You were not who she was expecting to see today.