OCC: I am a bit rusty so please bear with me on my application. Apologies in advance for the vagueness in my PC's history. Part of it is due to Daigo not completely knowing his full history as well as for me developing it XD. I do tend expand on his history though training post. But if there specific details that you wish for me to expand upon I am happy to update. Thanks for reading.
Also I will need a name change.
Name: Daigo
Age: 12
Rank: 8
Appearance: A young man of average height and build for his age. He has messy jet black hair that looks never brushed. He wears black oval glasses that rest behind his warm smile and on his left check rest a small birthmark shaped like a triangle.
History: The caustic blaze of the sun coated the man as he continue to trail behind Suzuki. "You're going to fast sir. I think young Daigo needs a little break." His open toed sandals caressed the marshy grass. On his back was young Daigo strapped on his back like glue on parchment. The boy was only four years old at this time but he felt like a bag of bricks as Aiko carried him over his back like a hunchback.
"Where is your sense of adventure, Aiko?" Suzuki exclaimed across the open terrain. He was wearing a large sunhat resting of his bird nest of hair. He wore a clean light brown vest underneath a white dress shirt. Brown cargo pants smeared in green turf and dirt covered his long legs as. He took a white handkerchief out of his front pocket as he wiped sweat off his brow. "The misses would not have been please if I had left him at the lodge on his own. Besides we will not be gone for too long. We are very close the cavern entrance."
Sato Koyama and Sato Suzuki are young archaeologist known for their passions for discovering eccentric artifacts in Lightning country. They are searching for a library that is rumored to have a vast collections of books and artifacts from all points in history, especially those of the esoteric. Chakra users have been always been reticent to share their knowledge, restricted only to those selective and the so called chosen ones. After the recent chakra resurgence, people who normally don't posses chakra control are now able to.
After an another grueling hour they arrived at what appeared to their destination. They were greeted by a simple rectangular wooden door covered in green vines. What was strange was the misplaced chrome door knob attached to the door. Aiko removed Daigo from his makeshift backpack comprised of a sweaty blanket and near four year old child. The boy wasn't covered in mucus, sweat and probably other bodily fluids. It didn't help that the boy's unkempt hair made him look like a walking scrubbing brush.
He took a tiny piece of solid food ration from his front pocket and handed it to the boy. He watched the boy nibble his food slowly. Suzuki was focused on the door that was hidden behind the green vines and shrubby. He brushed off the greenery off the door to find himself staring at an office door -- blank white door with a silver handle.
They both looked at each with confusion and curiosity.
"How certain are you that the artifact is here. I know we traveled such a far distance but..." His voice trailed off as he became distracted by the sight of door that quickly swung open. It was as if the building was beckoning them to draw near like the warm heat of burning furnace on cold winter evening. He felt relaxed and less unhinged as before whereas Suzuki was calm but cautious.
Suddenly, a gust of wind erupted from the within the door so quickly like a convict fleeing from prison. Suzuki had to move back as the smell that the wind was strong. The wind left an alluring aromatic smell that made the simple door captivated as if they were in a spell. They stood there nearly for a minute completely entranced by the door they did not realized the Daigo walked through the door.
Suzki was the first to realized that Daigo was missing. "Where is Daigo?" Suzuki asked.
"He was just here not more than a moment. Were we in a trance of some kind, sir?" Aiko said with bewilderment. His hands went toward his sides as he removed two small over-ear headsets clipped to his belt. He handed one to Suzkui.
"Agreed. We will hold off on the exploration for another time." Suzuki said as he begin to place the headphones over his head. Suzki was as jovial as before but he was confident that all would be well.
"Keep communication at all times." Aiko said as he slipped on his.
"Yes...Yes, of course" Suzkui said with a slight aura of annoyance but understanding that he can get distracted. He took a deep breath and begin to reach the door.
"Besides finding Young Daigo. I do hope you find what you are looking for." Aiko remarked stopping
"Thank you, Aiko-san. I hope I do too." Suzkui said turned around show his warm smile.
Personality: Daigo is inquisitive to a fault sometimes to his own detriment. He feels like everything is a puzzle or some sort of mystery to solve. This is not surprising giving his own illusive past. He always sees everything as a clue to finding his long lost parents. Like his father, he is charismatic and laid back.
Also I will need a name change.
Name: Daigo
Age: 12
Rank: 8
Appearance: A young man of average height and build for his age. He has messy jet black hair that looks never brushed. He wears black oval glasses that rest behind his warm smile and on his left check rest a small birthmark shaped like a triangle.
History: The caustic blaze of the sun coated the man as he continue to trail behind Suzuki. "You're going to fast sir. I think young Daigo needs a little break." His open toed sandals caressed the marshy grass. On his back was young Daigo strapped on his back like glue on parchment. The boy was only four years old at this time but he felt like a bag of bricks as Aiko carried him over his back like a hunchback.
"Where is your sense of adventure, Aiko?" Suzuki exclaimed across the open terrain. He was wearing a large sunhat resting of his bird nest of hair. He wore a clean light brown vest underneath a white dress shirt. Brown cargo pants smeared in green turf and dirt covered his long legs as. He took a white handkerchief out of his front pocket as he wiped sweat off his brow. "The misses would not have been please if I had left him at the lodge on his own. Besides we will not be gone for too long. We are very close the cavern entrance."
Sato Koyama and Sato Suzuki are young archaeologist known for their passions for discovering eccentric artifacts in Lightning country. They are searching for a library that is rumored to have a vast collections of books and artifacts from all points in history, especially those of the esoteric. Chakra users have been always been reticent to share their knowledge, restricted only to those selective and the so called chosen ones. After the recent chakra resurgence, people who normally don't posses chakra control are now able to.
After an another grueling hour they arrived at what appeared to their destination. They were greeted by a simple rectangular wooden door covered in green vines. What was strange was the misplaced chrome door knob attached to the door. Aiko removed Daigo from his makeshift backpack comprised of a sweaty blanket and near four year old child. The boy wasn't covered in mucus, sweat and probably other bodily fluids. It didn't help that the boy's unkempt hair made him look like a walking scrubbing brush.
He took a tiny piece of solid food ration from his front pocket and handed it to the boy. He watched the boy nibble his food slowly. Suzuki was focused on the door that was hidden behind the green vines and shrubby. He brushed off the greenery off the door to find himself staring at an office door -- blank white door with a silver handle.
They both looked at each with confusion and curiosity.
"How certain are you that the artifact is here. I know we traveled such a far distance but..." His voice trailed off as he became distracted by the sight of door that quickly swung open. It was as if the building was beckoning them to draw near like the warm heat of burning furnace on cold winter evening. He felt relaxed and less unhinged as before whereas Suzuki was calm but cautious.
Suddenly, a gust of wind erupted from the within the door so quickly like a convict fleeing from prison. Suzuki had to move back as the smell that the wind was strong. The wind left an alluring aromatic smell that made the simple door captivated as if they were in a spell. They stood there nearly for a minute completely entranced by the door they did not realized the Daigo walked through the door.
Suzki was the first to realized that Daigo was missing. "Where is Daigo?" Suzuki asked.
"He was just here not more than a moment. Were we in a trance of some kind, sir?" Aiko said with bewilderment. His hands went toward his sides as he removed two small over-ear headsets clipped to his belt. He handed one to Suzkui.
"Agreed. We will hold off on the exploration for another time." Suzuki said as he begin to place the headphones over his head. Suzki was as jovial as before but he was confident that all would be well.
"Keep communication at all times." Aiko said as he slipped on his.
"Yes...Yes, of course" Suzkui said with a slight aura of annoyance but understanding that he can get distracted. He took a deep breath and begin to reach the door.
"Besides finding Young Daigo. I do hope you find what you are looking for." Aiko remarked stopping
"Thank you, Aiko-san. I hope I do too." Suzkui said turned around show his warm smile.
Personality: Daigo is inquisitive to a fault sometimes to his own detriment. He feels like everything is a puzzle or some sort of mystery to solve. This is not surprising giving his own illusive past. He always sees everything as a clue to finding his long lost parents. Like his father, he is charismatic and laid back.
