Name: Ciel Wolshaw
Age: 17
Race: Human
Appearance: Nothing particularly impressive about him when he’s not all done-up. Fairly feminine form, average height, with not a single tattoo or piercing on him. Undyed (which is a rarity) his hair is a lackluster black that falls to the base of his neck. However, more often than not it’s colored varying shades of blue, as well as being flared and styled with a practiced hand. 
His eyes are like ice, pale and glassy, reflecting just enough blue to avoid being blanch white. They are, perhaps, the only notable natural thing about him. 
As for clothing, he usually prefers style to practicality. Whether this is due to confidence in his abilities or the fact that he just likes grabbing people’s attentions is up to speculation. It’s hard to miss him when he’s in a room, as there’s hardly a dark article of clothing in his wardrobe. 

Color: A vibrant Cyan

Personality: Many people who have only met him once or twice might call him friendly, suave even, if not a bit eccentric. But after the initial contact, one might begin to find that Ciel is, above all else, a liar. He’s self-absorbed, manipulative, and none-too-keen on the faunus race. When he thinks someone might benefit him, he’s generally very polite and friendly with them, but that act can drop off very quickly the moment he’s faced with any resistance.
Given his personality, some might be surprised to find that he absolutely despises being alone. He prefers being in the company of those he hates, or those who hate him, to solitude. 
Maybe once he wasn’t so volatile, but if ever that was the case, those days are long gone.

Weapon: Evelyn 
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The Evelyn is a blade that has been in the Wolshaw family for many generations. It’s always passed down to the child of the previous bearer, and when there is more than one child, they must compete for the right to wield it. It is renamed with each passing, to the liking of the new bearer. 
The weapon itself consists of three parts: the actual sword and two sheathes attached to rotators. This is because the sheathes are equipped to propel the blade, giving it a devastatingly fast draw. As well, the sheathes can be equipped with dust coat the blade as its drawn for an elemental attack, but due to the speed behind it, the dust is shirked off after the initial draw and must be resheathed to do it again. 
The fighting style of the blade has varied slightly from user to user, but the general idea is to resheathe the blade as often as possible to continuously rain high-velocity attacks on an opponent. It was Ciel’s father who implemented the dual-rotating-sheathes, so as to allow redraws nearly every time. 
Ciel however, has much left to learn.

Semblance: Stutter – Ciel phases out of the material world and reappears a short distance away. The process is instantaneous in addition to combative uses the ability helps to aid with speedy travel. Ciel is incredibly hesitant to use the power, and unless prompted beyond the ability to lie, will avoid even mentioning what it is. 

Backstory: Raised in a very close-knit family of huntsman and women, Ciel always had his eyes on the fame and glory of hunting Grimm. His sister however, was his leash when it came to keeping his priorities in line. She wanted the same as he did, but for different reasons, and between them she was far more experienced with combat than he was. By the time he as well as the rest of the family were fairly aware that his sister would be the one to take up the blade and carry on its legacy. He didn’t mind, she’d always wanted it more, and he’d convinced himself that he wanted to forge his own legacy with his own weapon anyway. 
Their seventeenth birthday came, no contest was held. Ciel received the blade and was shipped off to Beacon shortly after.