Calamari
Fuschia-Haired Kawaii Cthulhu cultist.
Itsuki would walk down the hall of training rooms, his shields slung on his back. After finding an empty room, he would prop its door open and walk inside. "Oh yea, I can get used to this." Was his reaction to the architecture of the room. He'd drag a wooden dummy from the corner and pull his shields onto his arms.