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[sup][h2]"Shit, here we go again."[/h2][/sup]
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[b][Full Name][/b]
Kazuki Magase

[b][Alias][/b]
Zuki-nii

[b][Grade][/b]
First Year

[b][Arcana][/b]
The Hermit

[b][Date of Birth][/b]
November 11

[b][Age][/b]
15

[b][Appearance Information][/b]
Kazuki’s body has yet to decide whether or not it wants to be a boy or a man. For a youth standing at 5’8, a respectable height at his age, Kazuki’s face is still that of a child’s, his cheeks soft and his face round. He colors easily, and there is a prepubescent softness to his whole body, regardless of how many push-ups he does. His voice hasn’t dropped yet, and occasionally cracks at the worst times, and his dark brown eyes are expressive and guileless, a naivety shining through that has yet to be tempered by any less pleasant experiences with the world. But even with the baby fat that lingers, there’s no denying that he’s gradually shaping up. By next year, perhaps Kazuki will be unrecognizable! ...unlikely.

[b][Personality][/b]
Smart people keep their head down, and that’s exactly what Kazuki does. He sticks with the friends he’s had since elementary school, doesn’t raise his hand when a teacher asks for volunteers, and dutifully does everything he can to avoid notice and trouble. The war had taught him enough about that, after all. The Japanese may shittalk all they want, but it’s the Americans that have the big guns, and if the world wasn’t going to intervene when those Westerners begin a Trans-Pacific invasion to secure a foothold in Asia for future conquests…well, he doubted that anyone would intervene if they went full Hitler with their occupation. So Kazuki straddles the line, advising moderation and evasion in all cases. Why fight when you can run? Why argue when you can agree to disagree? To others, Kazuki appears to be a wishy-washy fellow with his head in the clouds.

But for him to avoid difficult situations, he must be constantly vigilant, consistently observant. He watches, he waits, he learns. Kazuki may turn his face away, but his eyes will remain locked on, his mind will remain focused. Smart people keep their head down and their eyes up, to avoid that knock-out punch that others won't see coming.

[b][Personal Background][/b]
Kazuki does things because he needs to, not because he wants to.

His father was paralyzed from waist-down as a consequence of the Japan-America War, so he adjusted accordingly by doing chores, grabbing things from high shelves, and generally making himself useful. When his father wants to show him a video, go through old albums, or simply talk, Kazuki doesn’t refuse, no matter what else he needs to attend to. A son’s gotta respect his father, after all, regardless of appointments with dentists, friends, or teachers.

His mother works till 10PM six days a week, and spends the seventh day sleeping till 3PM. Kazuki preps breakfast, buys prepackaged dinners with the necessary variety to avoid boredom, learned how to make a damn good pot of coffee, and makes all the decisions involving his own life by himself (unless his dad weighs in, in which case he follows whatever his pops wants). He also sends his mom off in the early mornings, as well as give her fashion advice whenever she wants that confidence boost. Not that a high school boy’s opinion is any good, but whatever makes her happy.

He got into soccer, then into literature, then into dance, then into weight-lifting, making a couple of friends each time. Kazuki was never popular, but it wasn’t too hard to get friendly with a couple decent folks simply by being considerate and remembering their names. Shocking, how difficult that is for some people.

That’s how Kazuki lives.

If this goes on as it does, that’s how he will die, bland and obligated.
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