[b]Name:[/b] Juze Ito
[b]Age:[/b] 20
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Race:[/b] Human

[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]Personality:[/b] Juze is fascinated by the stars, and even more so by the prospect of life beyond Earth. Once the Saiyans arrive, he will be ecstatic rather than worried, at least at first. He also learned the Falcon style primarily to protect himself. It was only at his master's insistence that he may end up fighting other superhuman martial artists--some who may be less than savory--that he regrettably decided to learn its more powerful (and dangerous) techniques. He tends to be obsessively neat and organized, and, while outgoing, tends to be careful, not liking to take risks. 

Still, just because he doesn't [i]like[/i] to take risks doesn't mean that he won't do so when necessary, and he's been known to help others in danger whenever he can. He's also notable for not keeping his martial arts as much of a secret as he probably should, as he uses them in his everyday life, be it flying to class when he's running late or making a nice campfire with his flame powers. If his master chose not to on the day he was almost kidnapped, why should he? 

Juze can sometimes be a little prissy as well, due to his rich upbringing. His training with Master Wu largely conditioned this out of him, compared to his earlier days, and he tends to keep his discomfort to himself, but he's [i]definitely[/i] not used to the horrors of battle. While Master Wu warned him about conflicts with other ki users, it certainly hasn't happened yet.

[b]History:[/b] Juze was born into a family of prominent astronomers, and as a result, Juze grew up surrounded by scientific knowledge. Scientifically-literate at an earlier age than most, he often dreamed of the stars as a child. And he could afford to do so, as rich as his family was through his father's groundbreaking research.

It was a near-tragedy, however, that completely changed his trajectory in life. When he was 14, on the way home from a party late at night, a gang of kidnappers shoved him into a car at gunpoint, shoved a bag over his head, and drove off with him inside. Almost as soon as the car had taken off, however, it was stopped dead in its tracks, even as the tires squealed in protest to the driver still trying to floor the accelerator. Juze didn't know what was happening, but the kidnappers around him started screaming in panic and metal could be heard tearing. Gunshots were fired, the sounds of fighting were heard, and before he knew it, the bag was ripped off of his head.

A serious-faced old man was staring back at him, and the car around him was an absolute mess. The engine in front was smoking, the doors had been ripped clean off, and the kidnappers around him were either groaning in pain from their shattered bones or out cold.

From there, the expected happened. He was escorted back home, the police got involved, a news crew showed up at his house, and the old man was seen as a citywide hero for saving a child.

But Juze, after his shock faded, wanted something more from his savior. He wanted to learn how to do what the old man did that night, so that it could never happen again. The old man, who introduced himself as Master Wu Lin, agreed to teach him as a normal student at his dojo, though it was quite a trip to get there, being several miles outside of town, in the nearby mountains. His parents agreed that Master Wu would tutor Juze every summer between school years, and the training became a harsh, if regular, ritual of his life.

Every year, he would be driven up the mountain road to Wu's dojo, and he would tolerate the rustic conditions (he [i]was[/i] a rich city kid, after all), while he learned the way of ki-infused martial arts. The stuff he learned was nothing short of fascinating. He learned to fly, lift trees and boulders over his head, sense the energy of nearby individuals, and learned Master Wu's specific style of martial arts: the Falcon school, a martial arts school that focused on harnessing one's own ki to release elemental-infused attacks. There were many directions a Falcon student could go into once they completed the general training, as the school opened up access to the Five Elements, or [i]godai[/i]: Fire, Earth, Wind, Water, and Void.

Now in college, Juze continues his training, but has much more to learn. But he would have never imagined that beings from the stars he cherished so much as a child would visit Earth during his lifetime, and wouldn't have dreamed he would need to punch them in the face!

[b]Techniques[/b]
--> Earth Shell: By using his ki to grab onto the dirt, stone, or metal round him, Juze can manipulate earth from the nearby ground into super-dense stone or metallic body armor capable of absorbing ki attacks by infusing the earth with his own energy. If he puts it on a striking surface such as his hands or feet, strikes do significantly more damage. Of course, the durability of the armor is limited by his own strength: Attacks from stronger beings will compromise its integrity, and it may even break it outright if they truly outclass him.
--> Flame Sphere: Juze can release a sphere of plasma-like ki-infused flame from his hand, which he can shoot at an opponent and detonate in a large explosion, or choose not to detonate it and strike the opponent with the mass of flame, setting them alight. Juze does not like to use this technique because of how dangerous it can be if mishandled. While Juze can put out the flame and end the technique if someone or something is caught in the crossfire, it's still risky.
--> Water Barrage: Juze can coalesce ambient water molecules into droplets (or generate water from his ki, though this takes significantly more energy to do), infuse them with his ki, and shoot it at the opponent in a barrage of ki projectiles.
--> Wind Rush: By harnessing the air around him (or even generating it from his ki, though this is taxing and rarely necessary), Juze can dramatically enhance his speed, soaring towards an enemy and usually unleashing a barrage of blows.