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 B02 - Taka, Kichiro[/DECEASED], ebonydear's Character
Kaishi
Posted: Jul 6 2005, 06:29 AM


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Name: Taka, Kichiro

Gender: Male

Age: 14

Grade: 9th

Extra Curricular Activity: Track Runner and Wrestler, Honors Student. Parents made him learn Karate, which he never liked much.

School: Boys' School for the Gifted Adolescent in San Fransisco, CA.

Appearance: Has that appearance, when you see him, of being a tough guy. His hair is medium length, almost to his shoulders, and sometimes gets into his dark eyes. A good size for a 14 year old with an attractive face, he has better muscle defininition than guys in his class, probably due to his sports activity. He always wears a dark pullover hoodie, along with a black pair of pants. He's had the same pair of shoes for over 2 years, and not because his parents couldn't afford a new pair.

Biography: As far as he knows, his mother was married once before and his father was never married. They lived together happily for a good 12 years, until his father was killed in Iraq. This gives Kichiro a slight disregard for politics and an empathetic view on reasoning. His mother was distraught after that, but still took care of Kichiro well. That is, when she thought he was paying attention.
Kichiro's mother would spend a lot of time in her room, crying and holding something in her hand. One night, after she cried herself to sleep, Kichiro got a look of what his mother always bawled over: A picture of a little girl. As he looked closer, the girl had the face of his mother, but instead of the dark eyes that most Japanese have, he saw green. Was this....
He never got to know, because the next morning, as he was off to a school trip, his class was taken into the program.
Personality-wise, Kichiro is smart. His parents thought a well-rounded child would have the best things in life. Yet, he was almost timid in most social cases. Besides that of his close friends, he never really talked with anyone. Ever since his father died, however, there's been a fire in his eyes. His personality is almost a 180 degree difference. He became outspoken, bold, and defiant towards his peers. It was probably because he had nowhere else to express his grief, being the only boy in the house.

Other: Kichiro stole his mother's picture that night, and he carries it around in his back pocket. One day, he thinks, he'll be able to get out of this game and find this girl that will make his mother happy. The only clue he has is the name scribbled on the back of the photo.
Umi....
Number: 02
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Designated Weapon: Stun Gun
Conclusions: I have a feeling that this kid'll never find G02 (Martin, Umi). The karate that his parents forced him to learn might come in handy later on, and the fact that he's into wrestling. Heh, if only B02 (Taka, Kichiro) had gotten the GPS Scanner...

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