Name: Tsukino, Yuki
Gender: Make
Age: 12
Sex: Male
General Description:
Yuki is a lithe, if short, young man. His skin is pale, a characteristic only made more prominent by the cold weather of Kumogakure no Sato. Yuki has pale grey eyes of indeterminate heritage. Yuki also has long, black hair that he tends to keep in a simple braid that goes down to the small of his back. Some might ascribe the term “androgynous” to Yuki, and they would not be exactly wrong. Yuki has a very effeminate face, a mark of his relatively young age. There is, however, a small scar beneath his left eye, a souvenir of a misadventure he’d had before. Yuki tends to dress very simply, as to not draw attention to himself.
In regards to personality, Yuki could be described as reserved. Some might call him shy, or awkward, but the young shinobi-hopeful also has a serious demeanor, uncharacteristic for someone his age. In truth, he covers for his lack of social skills with this. This is not to say he is entirely without some kind of social sense. Yuki can be compassionate and kind, though it does not always show through the distance he puts between himself and others. More often than not, he is almost business-like in his dealings with others, though usually polite. In truth, despite his serious demeanor, he actually takes some small, private delight to jokes of all kinds and amusement in others. He just doesn’t always show it.
Despite the fact that he often speaks with confidence, it is often rooted in bravado. His mind is often filled with doubt, in regards to his own abilities.
History:
Yuki is a child born under an unlucky star. His mother, Aika, was the daughter of an inn manager in the city of Port Cirrius. She inherited the inn after the death of her father, her father preferring that it went to her rather than her drunkard brother. However, fate has a roundabout way of making things happen. His mother quickly fell in love with a traveler, a man with no past and no name that is known to Yuki. However, they fell out of love just as quickly as they had fallen in love. The faceless traveler left the city quickly, but not before Yuki had been conceived. Months later, Yuki would be born on a particularly cold winter day. But as one life blossomed, another withered. His mother died giving birth to him, leaving him into the care of his sole surviving relative: his mother’s drunken brother, Uncle Takeshi. As fate would have it, Takeshi did eventually inherit his family’s inn, and a nephew to go with it.
But the drink had its hold on Takeshi, and the passing of his sister did not make it weaken. For a few years, during the most vulnerable parts of his life, Yuki was raised primarily by Takeshi’s wife, Aoi, but she left them both in time. Takeshi had a habit of chasing people away. Yuki would know. There had been a few times that he’d tried to run away, but he’d always been returned to his uncle, to both parties’ chagrin. In time, Takeshi came to realize that he had a small asset under his control: he set Yuki to work around the inn. Though Yuki took some convincing, Takeshi’s particular brand of… diplomacy won him over. He had no choice. Work around the inn left him with little time for friends, and it proved to be the foundation for his personality. Of course, being under the influence of his uncle might have had something to do with it. His uncle was fond of saying “children should be seen, not heard”.
And this was his life, until a shinobi stopped in his uncle’s inn one day. There, the shinobi spoke to the young Yuki and told him a few stories of what it was like to be shinobi. And while they might be mundane to anyone who had experienced the shinobi life, they certainly captured the young Yuki’s imagination. He began to train on his own time, running, jumping, doing all the things he thought that ninja did. He even seemed to have some natural talent for it. And soon, these activities began to cut into his time running the inn, much to the displeasure of his uncle. Eventually, his displeasure reached the point of no return. He had chosen to send the boy to the Academy, for reasons known only to himself. Perhaps he thought academy life would sort the boy out once and for all, get him out of his hair. Or, perhaps he had a moment of clarity through the booze and saw that it might just be the best option. Regardless of reason, Yuki had finally left the grasp of his uncle and was headed for new horizons. Practically on his own, Yuki seeks to prove himself in the coming weeks and months as he begins his pursuit to become shinobi.
Gender: Make
Age: 12
Sex: Male
General Description:
Yuki is a lithe, if short, young man. His skin is pale, a characteristic only made more prominent by the cold weather of Kumogakure no Sato. Yuki has pale grey eyes of indeterminate heritage. Yuki also has long, black hair that he tends to keep in a simple braid that goes down to the small of his back. Some might ascribe the term “androgynous” to Yuki, and they would not be exactly wrong. Yuki has a very effeminate face, a mark of his relatively young age. There is, however, a small scar beneath his left eye, a souvenir of a misadventure he’d had before. Yuki tends to dress very simply, as to not draw attention to himself.
In regards to personality, Yuki could be described as reserved. Some might call him shy, or awkward, but the young shinobi-hopeful also has a serious demeanor, uncharacteristic for someone his age. In truth, he covers for his lack of social skills with this. This is not to say he is entirely without some kind of social sense. Yuki can be compassionate and kind, though it does not always show through the distance he puts between himself and others. More often than not, he is almost business-like in his dealings with others, though usually polite. In truth, despite his serious demeanor, he actually takes some small, private delight to jokes of all kinds and amusement in others. He just doesn’t always show it.
Despite the fact that he often speaks with confidence, it is often rooted in bravado. His mind is often filled with doubt, in regards to his own abilities.
History:
Yuki is a child born under an unlucky star. His mother, Aika, was the daughter of an inn manager in the city of Port Cirrius. She inherited the inn after the death of her father, her father preferring that it went to her rather than her drunkard brother. However, fate has a roundabout way of making things happen. His mother quickly fell in love with a traveler, a man with no past and no name that is known to Yuki. However, they fell out of love just as quickly as they had fallen in love. The faceless traveler left the city quickly, but not before Yuki had been conceived. Months later, Yuki would be born on a particularly cold winter day. But as one life blossomed, another withered. His mother died giving birth to him, leaving him into the care of his sole surviving relative: his mother’s drunken brother, Uncle Takeshi. As fate would have it, Takeshi did eventually inherit his family’s inn, and a nephew to go with it.
But the drink had its hold on Takeshi, and the passing of his sister did not make it weaken. For a few years, during the most vulnerable parts of his life, Yuki was raised primarily by Takeshi’s wife, Aoi, but she left them both in time. Takeshi had a habit of chasing people away. Yuki would know. There had been a few times that he’d tried to run away, but he’d always been returned to his uncle, to both parties’ chagrin. In time, Takeshi came to realize that he had a small asset under his control: he set Yuki to work around the inn. Though Yuki took some convincing, Takeshi’s particular brand of… diplomacy won him over. He had no choice. Work around the inn left him with little time for friends, and it proved to be the foundation for his personality. Of course, being under the influence of his uncle might have had something to do with it. His uncle was fond of saying “children should be seen, not heard”.
And this was his life, until a shinobi stopped in his uncle’s inn one day. There, the shinobi spoke to the young Yuki and told him a few stories of what it was like to be shinobi. And while they might be mundane to anyone who had experienced the shinobi life, they certainly captured the young Yuki’s imagination. He began to train on his own time, running, jumping, doing all the things he thought that ninja did. He even seemed to have some natural talent for it. And soon, these activities began to cut into his time running the inn, much to the displeasure of his uncle. Eventually, his displeasure reached the point of no return. He had chosen to send the boy to the Academy, for reasons known only to himself. Perhaps he thought academy life would sort the boy out once and for all, get him out of his hair. Or, perhaps he had a moment of clarity through the booze and saw that it might just be the best option. Regardless of reason, Yuki had finally left the grasp of his uncle and was headed for new horizons. Practically on his own, Yuki seeks to prove himself in the coming weeks and months as he begins his pursuit to become shinobi.
