Jayr Kyamalie

Name: Jayr Evermore Kyamalie
Age: 14
Birthdate: April 3rd
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Rank: Soldier

Village: Hanagakure
Element(s): Yang Release
Specialties: Weapons Tech
Special Characteristics:

Sibling Bond:

Height: 5'11
Weight: 125 Pounds
Hair Color: Blond | Long
Eye Color: Lavender
General Description: Jayr appears as a teenage girl, wearing yellow, brown, orange, and black. She wears a tan vest with gold piping over a yellow, cleavage-and-midriff baring shirt with a black crest that resembles a burning heart. The vest has puffy cap sleeves with black cuffs. On the sides of the cuffs, there are two small golden buttons.

She wears a brown belt with a buckle, a pouch, and a small banner-like object. The same crest appears on this banner, only golden in color. She wears black short shorts under her belt which, in the back, resembles a pleated skirt. Over the short shorts but under the belt is a white, asymmetrical back skirt.

She wears an orange infinity scarf around her neck, but no other discernible jewelry. She wears brown, knee-high platform boots that look like they are made of leather, with orange socks of different lengths. Her left leg also has a gray bandana-like object wrapped around the top of her boot. She wears fingerless black gloves underneath her weapons, which resemble two yellow mechanized gauntlets with a black design.

Her long blonde hair flows loose and messy, with a few locks sticking out and a small cowlick on top of her head which becomes lighter in color at the tips.



Personality: Jayr can sometimes come across as a bit child-minded. She can see the good in even the most evil of people, and thinks of the simplest things first before allowing something to become a jumbled mess of chaos in her mind. This isn't to say that she lacks intelligence either; as she is very quick witted and catches onto things very easily. She just seems to have an innocence about her that the world has no yet been able to destroy.

Jayr is an individual who can definitely be seen as out-going. She's known for her sudden outbursts of song, and her boldness in a crowd and willingness to take charge without having to be prompted if the situation calls for it.

While she doesn't trust easily, she does allow herself to make a lot of acquaintances, and is generally kind and helpful towards everyone around her.

Towards someone Jayr considers a true friend she is the face of loyalty: willing to take the proverbial or non proverbial bullet for someone. She's always there for those she considers friends, and is more than willing to step into the lions den on their behalf.

This loyalty also spreads to those she is grouped or paired with: she believes in never leaving a man, or woman, behind. The mission or job is just simply not completed unless everyone makes it home.

This mentality also leads Jayr into being a very determined individual: she will not give up on something or someone, no matter how difficult the task in front of her might be. It allows her to get through and around obstacles that would defeat a less person and stop them in their tracks.

There is a darker side to Jayr though: a nasty temper brews beneath the surface that is ready to be unleashed at a moments notice. The hair triggers for this temper are mostly unknown, and sometimes that leads to someone having their ass handed to them. However, there is one very simple rule when it comes to Jayr: Do Not Touch Her Hair.


History: One of the children of the Commander General Jai Kyamalie and Yang Nimashi, Jayr was nearly the spitting image of her twin sister Kadima from birth except for her eye and hair color: Jayr's being lavender colored eyes and blond hair and Kadima having red eyes and black hair. From the time she could walk and talk, the child was trained under the careful supervision of her mother and father.

The child was trained across the board as was her twin sister, practicing with many kinds of weapon in order to ensure that she would never be caught unawares in a fight. But the child fount her true calling when it came to hand to hand fighting and accessories and weapons that would enhance such a style. Jayr was trained closely throughout her younger years alongside of her sister by both their mother and their father; and Jayr absorbed the information like a sponge quickly, learning to compensate and work around a great deal of fighting styles with her own hand to hand style: leaving her prepared for most situations she could find herself getting into.

When it came time for the girls to have a formal education Jayr was more than happy: her very social mentality making it easy for her to blend in and make friends, though she always remained gravitated around her sister and liked to keep close to her sibling when possible. Jayr excelled through school rather well, quickly rising to the top of the class and standing out among her peers: which was attention that Jayr didn't mind in the slightest.

No matter what sort of situation came up Jayr proved herself a natural leader; someone who could easily take charge and handle the situations thrown her way. She became often looked to in school when it came to new students who needed shown the ropes, or students who needed an extra bit of help, and she was always willing to extend a hand.

When Jayr and her sister were about ten years old, however, their mother was killed and this caused a slight shift in Jayr's overall attitude. The completely carefree, loving, and out-going child gained a very nasty temper and a quick switch. This temper was shown the first day that a new instructor arrived. Jayr had already gone over the lesson the day before and mastered it and so she had chosen to doodle on her notepad instead of taking notes like the rest of the class. When the instructor came around to see where everyone was at he came across her drawing and decided to show who was boss by taking the child's punishment into his own hands: by cutting off all of her long golden blond hair. Jayr snapped: she had prided herself in her beautiful long hair and snapped: only when she came to out of her blackout would she be informed that she had beaten the teacher unconscious. This, however, was nothing compared to what her father did when he saw upon Jayr coming home what the instructor had done.... the violence that day was great.

RP Sample: Jayr was in an unusually good mood this morning; she had barely been able to keep still when it came to her shower, getting dressed, or even putting on the little amount of make-up she bothered to wear. So, it was no surprise that she burst open her bedroom door and slid across the floor on her socks while extending her arms out and beginning to sing: "The battles begun. Are you a saint or a sinner? If loves a fight then I shall die with my heart on the trigger! They say before you start a war you better know what you're fighting for!"

With a grin on her face she bowed gracefully as if she had given some grand performance, straightening to see the familiar faces of her father and sister who had already seated themselves down for breakfast - and who were all too used to Jayr's sudden outbursts to be startled by the latest and slightly silly one.

Faceclaim: Yang from RWBY

Bump for completion. <3

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