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Name: Kio Tazamaki
Age: 20
Height: 5’9
Weight: 150 lbs/68 kg
Race: Human.
Occupation: College Student
Likes: Apples, meat, silence, serenity, calm, shade, and reading.
Dislikes: Bright sunlight, extreme heat, boredom, vegetables.
Hobbies: Reading, typing, martial arts, gymnastics, listening, music, guitar.
Physical Description: Kio is a slim built figure with short blonde hair that curls away from his eyes. His eyes are mainly blue with a ring of green around the centre and speckles of green scattered across the blue. His ears are an average size with more of a flat edge at the tops rather than semi-circular. He is normally wearing, outside of school, a dark blue, ruffled suit and shirt with no tie and an open collar, the top three buttons open. His pants ends end over his navy shoes.
Personality: He normally withdrawn and easily irritable at the start of any friendship but after a while his attitude changes and gets used to the person. He is not exceptionally active outside of his hobbies.
Quote/Catchphrase: “Vita persevero verto” or “Life keeps on turning”
Abilities/Skills: Agility and speed, limited levitation and mind powers (genetically inherited through some older relative he is unaware of).
Weaknesses: Physical strength, there’s also a spot on his back that is almost permanently open to attack.
Goal: To achieve his full degree and become an architect and or engineer
Short Bio: Kio was born in a small town in Ireland called Ballincollig. He went to primary school and started in his way to becoming a martial arts expert. A year after leaving primary, aged 13, he started gymnastics and guitar, his bored and lazy attitude started to emerge. On the last day of his secondary school life he was slowly dragged into one of the stairwells by four or five large pupils. He was mercilessly beaten and his nose was broken, two of his ribs cracked and his femur was broken. Just before the last attack to his skull his mind had reacted in some unconscious way. The man’s foot stopped centimetres from his skull and his body slowly started hover a foot or two above the ground. Some of his assailants backed away while the remaining opponents made to attack him once more. Two of them crashed into the wall and the other three were only pushed back a foot or two. He managed to fend them all off until he could get away, crawling to the door and outside. When he crawled through the door he was relieved to find that a friend of his had come to help. Two years on and he’s now in college, practising his limited levitational skills and studying to become an architect/engineer.