Ahito ([personal profile] dyingtohealyou) wrote2013-08-20 08:09 pm
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Portions of this app have been copied/edited from my super old LJ account, [livejournal.com profile] dyingtohealyou. I swear, I’m the same person, just a bit older now!

OOC Information:
Name: Dani
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IC Information:
Name: Ahito | Reincarnation: Akito Tanabe (一富 秋人 in Japanese order just for funsies)
Canon and medium: Hibiki’s Magic; manga
Age: 16, which is about what I’d guess canon age is since it is not specified.
Preincarnation Species: Human
Preincarnation Appearance: The silver-haired fellow on the right.
Any differences: His hair is now dark brown, and his eyes are similarly colored.
Preincarnated History: Ahito had the great misfortune of being born to a pair of magic scholars who, like most others of their kind, had a penchant for research. It all began with a girl named Mizuki, who was the sole survivor of a tragic accident. The event triggered the awakening of her magic, something the scholars wanted to tap into. Unfortunately, she had become horribly withdrawn, and this coupled with her serious injuries made it all the more impossible to do. It was then that they were struck with a grand idea – why not introduce another child who could both heal her and get her to open up? And they still needed a test subject for the magic-granting experiment…

Thus, Ahito was brought in. It didn’t take much to convince him. Mizuki looked so sad and lonely after all. If there was anything he could do to help her, he would. He agreed to have an operation that would give him a very specific brand of magic – if he looked at anyone ill or injured, they would be healed. Ahito was frankly excited about the whole affair. He would be able to help Mizuki just by seeing her every day. Although he knew vaguely of how magic required a sacrifice, he didn’t think too much of it. It couldn’t be that bad… right?

Though she was scared at first, they became fast friends. Ahito truly meant well, and she could see that. He talked with her, and when she felt up to it, they would play. But at the same time, something was wrong. It became hard for Ahito to breathe at times, and on some occasions he even coughed blood. He soon required painful surgeries on a weekly basis, and he lost most of his eyesight in his right eye as a result. The magic was taking its sacrifice - him. Still, he persevered. Mizuki still needed him, especially now that she was spending more and more time asleep. He continued to watch over her despite his rapidly declining health.

That is… until the day he collapsed. The researchers saw Ahito was reaching his limit. He was too valuable a specimen to lose, considering the sheer number of operations performed to keep him going. They halted the experiment, and Ahito was not to see Mizuki any longer. Of course, when Ahito found out, he hardly agreed. He ran straight to her room again before the researchers could catch him, but it was too much; the mere sight of her caused him to collapse again, this time falling comatose for three weeks. By the time he woke up, she was gone. He had failed her. The experiment, too, was labeled a failure, and all work on it ceased, with Ahito nursing his newfound hatred of magic and everything to do with it. When his parents died as a result of the war, he felt little pity for them. Instead, he relished in moving in with his grandmother and his freedom to take up marksmanship lessons until they became too expensive. Not wanting to burden his grandmother with too many expenses, he agreed to enroll at the government-run school of magic, the Royal Kamisaid academy, on accounts of tuition being practically free. It would also, he reasoned, allow him to learn more about the enemy for his own purposes.

He became a student and slacked off in classes, spending most of them asleep. His class happened to be full of troublemakers, though the pranks he personally pulled earned him the title of the worst troublemaker in the school. No teacher could be persuaded to teach the class on a permanent basis. That is, not until she arrived…

Professor Hibiki. A tiny child of a teacher who hardly knew how to deal with students, much less an entire class of them. Ahito greeted her with his usual teasing, since she was obviously an easy mark. It was just her luck that she began spouting idealistic nonsense about magic, which was enough to seriously tick him off. He challenged her to a duel: her magic vs. his gun, figuring it would be a good way to teach her a lesson all while rubbing the uselessness of her precious magic in her face.

The duel commenced. Hibiki, specializing in magic circles, couldn’t seem to actually draw one. It didn’t help that Ahito was shooting at her the entire time – rubber bullets they may have been, but they still hurt. However, before he could fire a final shot at her head to end things, he stepped onto a completed circle. Its effect? Bringing out the victim’s worst fears. He relived his time with Mizuki once more, feeling again the helplessness and the rage at those responsible. When he woke, he was in the hospital wing, with Hibiki standing over him crying. She had seen it all. For the first time, a person sympathized with his plight… not only that, but when she realized what was happening to him, she had tried to pull him out from the circle before he fell unconscious. And yet, she still believed magic could be used for good. To prove it, she vowed to create her own magic, which would need no sacrifice at all. Her kindness despite his less than gentle welcome perplexed Ahito, and he began to take an interest in the exploits of his little teacher.

After that, he visited her often, sometimes to chat and others to drag her into adventures. He once brought her to meet a young woman grieving over the death of a child and trying to make a homunculus to replace her, When Hibiki managed to make one for the woman – a precocious homunculus girl named Shiraasan – he watched over the two in the background, and warned the homunculus of her weaknesses (for homunculi will vanish should they use up all the magic from which they are made). When Shiraasan was at risk of dying due to being incomplete, he helped get a medicine to keep her around. He became involved many other such misadventures afterwards, even instigating some of them himself: the manor incident (finding a girl turned into a monster in an abandoned manor – his fault), the harmonica incident (a cursed harmonica that caused all who touched the one that originally touched it to stick together, Golden Goose style – also his fault), and the demon at the crossroads (a demon who gave out melon bread instead of wishes because she couldn’t bear to mess up peoples’ lives by just letting them get what they want, but neither could she steal their souls in exchange for it – surprisingly not his fault!). Every single time, Hibiki managed to pull through with her kindness. Ahito could not help but be intrigued by her seemingly fail-proof if not unorthodox methods, and decided to continue watching and helping her when he could, curious of the results and, admittedly, hoping his own end would be gentle if he stayed by her side…

Reincarnated History: Akito grew up as a gosei/fifth generation Japanese American, with both of his parents being full Japanese yonsei/fourth generation. He grew up listening to tales from his grandparents about his culture, the time they spent with their families in internment camps, the reason they had selected his name (it would figure the one time both sets of grandparents were able to come to a full agreement would be when overriding their children’s choices); the kind of family history and culture that’s rich with first-hand accounts of times and places so unlike Akito’s own experiences.

There is some pressure to do well academically (that comes primarily from his grandparents), but while he tends to slack off in his classes some, he’s bright enough to bring back such consistently good grades his parents (who are far more typically American) don’t find any reason to complain. Both of his parents have office jobs, and currently his grandparents live with their eldest children (although they tend to complain mightily about how insensitive their other children are, not even coming to visit often enough). Since Japanese lessons were mandatory and his family makes casual use of both English and Japanese, Akito is able to speak either without any noticeable accent. Writing is a little more basic, and his family often tries to prompt him into study with random gifts of kanji books that tend to be flipped through once or twice before being pushed onto a shelf where they can sit snugly with the rest of the lot he’s gained over the years. While his parents are often busy with work, they all love each other unconditionally and occasionally go on family outings, although these days Akito tends to spend more time with his friends. He’s especially close with his grandmother on his mother’s side, since she tends to be the gentlest of his family and more likely to give in if he has a request for something his parents may disapprove of. He currently attends Locke City High School.

First Echo: At a weekend street-fair in Little Tokyo, someone thought it would be good to capitalize on the geeks that might turn up and ran a cosplay booth, with a large sign featuring all the differently colored cosplay contacts available. A friend jokingly pointed out some red ones, saying they’d fit Akito perfectly, but just as he put a hand defensively in front of his face and turned away, he found himself staring at the booth owner, mirroring his movement while wearing a short silver wig and cyan colored contacts…

He remembers looking into a mirror while feeling deathly ill, his right eye hurting badly. But even though his face is the same, two factors are completely different;

Why is his hair silver, and why is his visible eye such a bright blue?


He shakes it off - he’s seen a fair share of anime characters, and that combination couldn’t be all that rare. He must have just gotten confused for a second. Besides, now that the booth owner has lowered their arm (“Stand right there, you block the sun perfectly for me!”) it’s obvious he has a different facial structure.

And in the back of his mind… He doesn’t even want to think about why he imagined himself in that cosplay, and while sick at that. What a strange thought.

Preincarnation Personality: Ahito is a man driven by hatred.

After his health was cruelly stolen from him by his parents, Ahito lives to get his revenge on all magic users for both himself and Mizuki. Well, as much as one can “live” when their body will likely give out sometime in the near future. He’s carried this grudge for years, and even though he learns over the course of the series that not all magic users are bad, he is still determined to rid the world of it as soon as possible. As far as he is concerned, magic causes suffering, and even though most people tend to accept this as simply the way things are, Ahito plans to fight it down to his dying breath.

His hatred has certainly hardened him, but surprisingly, he is not completely ruthless either. After meeting Hibiki, there are in fact many magic users he actually attempts to help in his own way, even though he still claims to hate magic as much as ever. In many ways, this is likely what remains of the kindness he held when he was still young; despite knowing only what the researchers told him about Mizuki, he was determined to help her entirely because she looked so sad and lonely. When it comes down to it, if someone is in need, he’ll probably do something, even if it’s rather sneakily, to give them a hand.

It’s actually kind of impressive just how sneaky he can get about these things. Within the span of mere moments, not only does he manage to pull a successful prank on his teacher, but he also gets her to come and meet him at a particular time so he can introduce her to one of the researchers at the school who happens to be a very kind and very broken woman. Without seeming to have a hand in it, he thus prompts Hibiki to help the woman deal with her sorrow at losing her child, and even watches over the process to make sure everything’s going smoothly. When all of this results in Hibiki creating a child-like homunculus, and that homunculus begins to die because it is incomplete, it is Ahito who comes rushing in with the medicine that will cure her despite the danger to himself as his eyes may take effect and try to heal her by their own power.

In fact, he definitely has a very strong sense of loyalty, even though he may express it a little… oddly. The biggest example of this is his devotion to Mizuki – whenever he brings up the fact that he has suffered because of magic, it rarely ends without him mentioning the pain she went through as well. When he’s hunting down more info on the government, it’s explicitly for not only his own, but also Mizuki’s sake. In some cases, he even narrates scenes as though he were speaking to Mizuki, asking her what she would think if she saw what was happening. A less depressing example is Hibiki, whom he knows very little about besides her utter determination to help everyone humanly possible even though she herself acknowledges that she’s not very good at anything. Aside from doing what he can to help her out on her adventures (that he may or may not have prompted himself), he also tries to teach her more about the nature of the magic she so admires. He shows her the terrible things it can bring about, challenging her ideals to see if she can continue to believe in them even after seeing the horrors magic has wrought. And every time, he never disappointed by her strong resolve.

He has a tendency to carry himself as a bit of a jokester, and likes to tease people playfully. Along with pulling pranks on the unsuspecting, he enjoys turning conversations on their heads, sometimes just to mess with people and other times to actually prove a point. Conversations with him can have a certain amount of silliness, although there are also times when he abruptly causes the topic to become one that is more sinister or ominous – especially when the conversation has to do with magic.

Still, he can be responsible at times as well. If he starts something, you can expect him to follow through until the end – when he accidentally gets himself, Hibiki, and her homunculus daughter Shiraasan in danger due to a powerful monster unexpectedly waking and pursuing them, he volunteers to hold it off while Hibiki and Shiraasan escape. Although he did offer two other solutions (the first being that he would heal them while they fought off the monster, thus giving up his own life, or simply having Shiraasan blast it away, thus giving up her own life), he reveals quickly that it was just him playing around with Hibiki one last time; from the start he’d already decided to take responsibility for bringing them there in the first place. Of course, he’s not suicidal, either: when Hibiki offers another solution, he’s perfectly fine with taking her up on it, even if the chances seem slim. When he trusts someone, he really trusts them, and will be willing to bet his life along with theirs at their prompting.

It’s also worth mentioning just how intelligent he is. He once mentions that he sleeps through his classes, but he still has no trouble maintaining a passing grade despite doing absolutely nothing to apply himself to his work. He has the ability to reason things out, and if there’s something he doesn’t know that could turn out to be important, he’s not above researching it. He’s got a very good grasp on how people work, and has ever since he was a child. When he was first brought to meet Mizuki, he was told that it was possible he could save her with magic. But rather than ask if it was true, he simply responded: “Is that what you want?” He realized that they wanted something from him from the start, but still agreed because he wanted to save Mizuki if he could. Even as a teen, he uses this knowledge to manipulate events, although he’s certainly no chess master and does sometimes misjudge people and their reactions still.

He has a penchant for getting into places where he really shouldn’t be. Whether it’s breaking into old mansions that hide the remains of magical experiments from the past or even the faculty space that’s off-limits to students, he can probably find a way in. Given that he has a talent for scaling trees, it only makes these attempts all the easier. He puts this to great use, both for listening in on conversations from windows or even for easily vaulting through the window of someone he feels like pestering at the moment. In some ways, this is made even worse by the fact that he has an interest in the various urban legends, as you can almost guarantee he’ll find a way to get to the place in question and check it out to see if it holds true. He seems to know a lot of the rumors milling around, and doesn’t have any qualms about using them to his advantage, such as proving magic can be terrible by finding that old mansion with the monster that was trapped in the basement by the researchers there long ago.

And a last bit that doesn’t really fit in anywhere else, but he has this annoying habit of mistaking peoples’ names if they happen to sound too complicated. While he could probably pronounce it correctly, it’s more likely that he just finds it more amusing not to.

Any differences: Due to having a healthy family background, Akito is much more laid-back than his previous incarnation. He has love and respect for his parents and grandparents, and certainly wouldn’t be happy to see them dead anytime soon. With no particular reason to rebel, he simply doesn’t; but at the same time, he’s not quite idealistic enough to think that the world is without flaw and the government is everyone’s friend. He keeps an eye on the news and takes articles with a grain of salt, and is generally the type of person who doesn’t exactly like the state the world is in, but due to influence from his family is not moved enough to actually do much about it other than discuss the issues among his friends.

He still has a desire to help people, and in some ways it’s a lot more blatant than before (no more manipulating others into the position to do it for him) but it’s also not exactly to the point of volunteering at the soup kitchen on weekends. More or less, he’s the type of guy who might buy a meal from McDonald’s if he happens to see a homeless person on the street in need of some food, but it’d be an impulse decision. When it comes to his friends, he’s more likely to give them advice than solve it outright unless it’s clear that they are in a deep hole they can’t dig themselves out of alone.

His pranks are much, much less complicated. He’s still mischievous, definitely, but he’s not outright malicious like he was as Ahito. Again, that lack of burning hatred does wonders for your personality. He’ll still tease people, definitely, and maybe screw with them a bit if they leave themselves open, but nothing that could seriously mess up a person’s career like he was so fond of previously. That said, it’s probably not wise to fall asleep with a marker or pen nearby.

He’s also, in general, quite a bit friendlier than his past counterpart. Rather than knowing people pretty much only through the fact that he happens to have an interest in pestering them, Akito is much more like your ordinary kid in that he’s got a circle of friends with whom he regularly hangs out with. His crowd is the type to casually game together, whether it’s shooters or real life sports (tennis and basketball being particular favorites since those courts are readily available nearby), so he’s developed a mild interest in those things.

Without the burning life goal to guide him in his path, he’s at a point in his life where he still has absolutely no idea what he wants to do with it. His grandparents hint heavily that going into medicine would never be a bad choice, and while Akito would have no problem with going into that practice and maybe bringing a little good into the world, he’s not really sure if it’s something he’d be able to commit to long-term. But hey, he’s still got the rest of high school to figure that out, right?

He’s still got a distaste for magic – the kind people really, truly believe in as opposed to the scientifically sound illusions for entertainment purposes. But it’s less of a “I wish all of your kind were wiped out” and more of a “you must be a sad, insane and/or gullible person to believe in that” sort of feeling. Similarly, the physical abilities he was known for in his past life are also toned down now that he has little need for them: he’s never held a real gun before and the closest experience he’s had is laser tag (although his aim is admittedly pretty decent in that thanks to hours upon hours of play) and while he’s a clever climber when it comes to trees and such, he’s never really attempted to scale a building before and it just wouldn’t even occur to him to try.

On the other hand however, he still enjoys those urban legends, although now it is mostly for the sake of debunking them. If he has half a chance, he’ll definitely round up a group to hang out at that supposedly haunted convenience store for the night, waiting to see if something happens and more than likely spooking his own friends more than any actual spirit if he sees an opportunity.

Abilities:
Healing eyes - His most defining ability is his power to heal any ill or injured he looks at. Unfortunately, due to the nature of his world’s magic, he sacrifices more and more of his life every time he casts a spell. Wearing shades over his eyes seem to help prevent this from activating all the time.

Marksmanship - He is noted to be able to hit targets with excellent accuracy even should he lose most of his vision in his right eye.

Limited Parkour - He is capable of climbing to at least a second story window and dashing out of it almost immediately, and in fact makes a habit of vaulting through windows in this way. If there’s some kind of hand/foothold, chances are he can probably get at it.

Roleplay Sample - Third Person: Test driving!

Roleplay Sample - Network: [He sets up the post on his laptop, a lopsided grin on his face as he addresses the network with a video post. But something’s different today; his eyes, normally brown in color, have become cyan blue at some point.]

Yo. Check out the new eyes. Looks pretty cool, right?

[And yet, there’s something about that smile… It’s not exactly sincere. It doesn’t seem to reach his eyes at all.]

Too bad it stands out so much. I’m pretty sure if my parents saw, they’d flip. I wonder what I should tell them? It’s the result of some freak mutation that only shows up when you’re sixteen?

[He laughs, hollowly.]

Anyway, any tips from you guys on how to hide this kind of thing? Places to find cheap colored contacts or hair-dye would be nice, since at this rate my hair’s going to go grey way earlier than normal. [A joke, mostly to himself. He saw himself with cyan eyes and silver hair, and now that he’s got the eyes, he can’t quite convince himself the hair won’t follow soon.]

But geeze, this really is a pain, isn’t it?

Any Questions? Nnnnnope!