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Adelaide's Theme
『Hikari no Yukue』 by savage genius.
Lyrics in Romaji and English
Also Known As: The Sapphic Spellblade
Formerly: Fourth Seat of the Eighth Division (Enchanted Blades)
Age: 201 years of age. Died at age 22.
Physical Stature: Adelaide is not the most average heighted person she knows, but if she was ever-so-slightly taller probably would be. Lacking a memorable height, she makes up for it with fire-red hair down to her shoulders; fine, and soft to the touch; very Western traits for a really quite Western sort of girl. Her hair is shorter than it used to be, with a more shattered and jagged style than straight and delicate. Adelaide tends to wear some manner of affectation, though it changes rather too frequently. She always wears her black choker with a ruby-and-sapphire Reminiscence on it, but her other affectations vary wildly.
Sometimes a hat, sometimes an ostentatious pendant, but always something that probably violates some manner of what she ought to be wearing in some way. This is all in addition to the brilliant and sparking emerald hue her eyes have, like gemstones in milky-white and beset into her skull by some mad genealogist. Except not quite like that. She carries her Zanpakutou either on her right hip or, oftentimes when not in training or combat, on a sling over her back.
Persona: Adelaide likes affectations. She will regularly call attention to her affectations subconsciously by fiddling with them when lost in thought. Which is a lot. Seriously, a lot. She’d make a great tactician if she ever was lost in thought about anything overly important. Sadly, this is not the case as often as it might be. Then again, she has been known to be analytical of her surroundings when the moment called for it, once in a while. Adelaide treats combat like chess, preferring to measure moves and countermoves in a predictive manner in order to come to a decision as to what to do, befitting her deep analytical nature. However, lacking significant practical experience she will often misjudge her opponent's counters, leaving her prone to ruining her own machinations. With practice, however, she expects to hone this skill.
This analytical side of her persona is in rather humorous discord with the other prevailing attitude she possessed: one of irreverent carefree sarcasm. Beyond observation, and a lack thereof, she often exhibits a sharp wit and a remarkable ability to say something she finds funny without letting her better judgment shut her up. While she can control her tongue with considerable focus, she is very prone to think and act without prior thought causing situations that she then needs to focus considerable attentions on. Her whimsy also manifests itself in other ways. She often tries to be adorable, especially when sleepy, which sometimes saves her form the wrath triggered by other personality traits. Sometimes it makes things worse. This is not to make it sound as though Adelaide has no professional side to her, but more often than not doesn’t figure being serious is important. Her entire lifestyle boils down to simply, "What is the point of growing up if you can’t act like a kid sometimes?”
In recent months, since her encounter with the human who slew some of the Central Forty-Six, Adelaide has developed deepening self-doubt and anxiety about her position in the Gotei. She feels intense guilt about her inability to act during the event and it has prompted her to be far more deep and serious on the job.
Formerly: Fourth Seat of the Eighth Division (Enchanted Blades)
Age: 201 years of age. Died at age 22.
Physical Stature: Adelaide is not the most average heighted person she knows, but if she was ever-so-slightly taller probably would be. Lacking a memorable height, she makes up for it with fire-red hair down to her shoulders; fine, and soft to the touch; very Western traits for a really quite Western sort of girl. Her hair is shorter than it used to be, with a more shattered and jagged style than straight and delicate. Adelaide tends to wear some manner of affectation, though it changes rather too frequently. She always wears her black choker with a ruby-and-sapphire Reminiscence on it, but her other affectations vary wildly.
Sometimes a hat, sometimes an ostentatious pendant, but always something that probably violates some manner of what she ought to be wearing in some way. This is all in addition to the brilliant and sparking emerald hue her eyes have, like gemstones in milky-white and beset into her skull by some mad genealogist. Except not quite like that. She carries her Zanpakutou either on her right hip or, oftentimes when not in training or combat, on a sling over her back.
Persona: Adelaide likes affectations. She will regularly call attention to her affectations subconsciously by fiddling with them when lost in thought. Which is a lot. Seriously, a lot. She’d make a great tactician if she ever was lost in thought about anything overly important. Sadly, this is not the case as often as it might be. Then again, she has been known to be analytical of her surroundings when the moment called for it, once in a while. Adelaide treats combat like chess, preferring to measure moves and countermoves in a predictive manner in order to come to a decision as to what to do, befitting her deep analytical nature. However, lacking significant practical experience she will often misjudge her opponent's counters, leaving her prone to ruining her own machinations. With practice, however, she expects to hone this skill.
This analytical side of her persona is in rather humorous discord with the other prevailing attitude she possessed: one of irreverent carefree sarcasm. Beyond observation, and a lack thereof, she often exhibits a sharp wit and a remarkable ability to say something she finds funny without letting her better judgment shut her up. While she can control her tongue with considerable focus, she is very prone to think and act without prior thought causing situations that she then needs to focus considerable attentions on. Her whimsy also manifests itself in other ways. She often tries to be adorable, especially when sleepy, which sometimes saves her form the wrath triggered by other personality traits. Sometimes it makes things worse. This is not to make it sound as though Adelaide has no professional side to her, but more often than not doesn’t figure being serious is important. Her entire lifestyle boils down to simply, "What is the point of growing up if you can’t act like a kid sometimes?”
In recent months, since her encounter with the human who slew some of the Central Forty-Six, Adelaide has developed deepening self-doubt and anxiety about her position in the Gotei. She feels intense guilt about her inability to act during the event and it has prompted her to be far more deep and serious on the job.
Biography: Adelaide was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of her burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Adelaide was dead as a doornail.
Wait, no, that's from Charles Dickens.
Still, it was true for Adelaide. She died in England. Why did she die in England? Because she lived in England, obviously. Honestly, she wasn’t all too sure why she died, but she was sure it had been in England. She suspects that her spiritual affinity for Fire correlates to a death in the burning of the Palace of Westminster, but knows nothing of the event other than that a place called "The Palace of Westminster” was burned, so she has filled in the situation with a myriad of details she thinks to be appropriate. She has come to believe that she ran into the flames to help those trapped inside.
Her life before her death, however hard for her to recall, has had considerable impact on her current state of affairs. Her love of philosophy was born from a well-educated youth, especially in the area of philosophy. Christine de Pizan's definitive work "The Book on the City of Ladies" shaped Adelaide's dreams as a child and inspired her to become a warrior-poet-like scholar and soldier as she is today.
While she made it look like she acclimated well to being dead (enjoying the phrase "You only live... never mind”) she had a bit of a hard time learning about the Soul Society. Despite two centuries of afterlife, Adelaide only learned more than conversational Japanese when she enrolled in the Academy as a means to fit in better with the upper echelons of the Gotei.And Soul Society had a hard time learning about her, taking almost a hundred years longer than normal to find her spiritual potential. She did complete the Academy in due order, but she was something of a late bloomer, in terms of her capabilities.Perhaps it was because of this that upon entry into the Gotei she began rocketing forward in terms of her capabilities achieving shikai in a matter of two weeks post-graduation and being propelled to "up-and-comer" status in her division. She sought to become part of the Eighth Division in order to become a strong magic-user and honor her Zanpakutou, which seems to be a pretty nice sword. Probably. Hopefully.
A complete record of her history after joining the Gotei can be found at the Halcyon Days Wiki.
Adelaide also founded House Pierce, a Noble House of Nearer Rukongai based out of the Second District of West Rukongai.
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