Toshiro Hitsugaya
Appearance: Nowadays, only the lightest-footed or the completely foolhardy even hinted at the Captain's lack of height within earshot of a member of Tenth Company.
Persona: Broiling emotion covered by ice-cold logic, like a ten-mile-thick glacier covering a bed of molten rock. In other word, highly explosive - given the right stimulus.
Power: Upon Toshiro's arrival at the Tenth, the captain had complained of winter coming earlier every year.
Love: Oblivious to the thousands of disappointed shinigami from the Women's Association, Shiro-kun had eyes for only one.
Habits: Toshiro never doffed his captain's hoari, even in midsummer, if he suspected Matsumoto was anywhere within ten kilometres.
Food: Kaishiro knew his promotion was secure when he mentioned that he grew watermelons on his allotment.
Hates: Toshiro hated paperwork, and cringed inwardly every time a new stack appeared on his desk.
Time: Although he never realised it, he had all the time in this world and the last.
Plans: Forever making plans, Toshiro never really learnt how to 'go with the flow' as Matsumoto put it.
Home: For him, home meant wherever he was needed, whether on the front line or at his desk.