Shigekuni Yamamoto-Genryusai
Appearance: The mere sight of him sent lieutenants scurrying for cover. As he intended.
Persona: Yamamoto took pride in his work, and never let anyone tell him he was wrong.
Power: No-one had made the joke about roasting marshmallows with his blade for nearly two thousand five hundred years. Ever since he had achieved Bankai, in fact.
Love: The ancient Captain-General loved nothing more that the order he imposed on the soul society and a hot cup of mint tea in the morning.
Habits: He would never listen to explanations, even those he had asked for just a moment ago. What was more annoying was that he always got irritated because no-one had explained what they were saying.
Food: Yamamoto's ice cream store was more secretive than the inner workings of chamber 46, and far better protected.
Hates: The Captain-General was not a morning person, and had melted, smashed or otherwise irreparably damaged at least eight alarm clocks every month of as long as he could remember.
Time: Time, it seemed, moved faster than it had when he had been younger.
Plans: Far too many plans hadn't worked for Yamamoto to do anything but make it up as he went along, much the chagrin and irritation of his underlings.
Home: Home was at the seat of power, in command. To be elsewhere was inconceivable to the Captain-General.