Kazusa Futahito

[kazusa]

“Pffft, refresher tests,” Kazusa snorted as he moved around the room, from Kura’s desk over to one of the student’s desks, “Is there really something in there to refresh?” With the goodie-goodie kids like King and Queen perhaps, but the scientist highly doubted that a kid like Nine could remember the stuff he’d learned last year. Even if Kazusa didn’t particularly cared about Kurasame’s students, Nine was hard to ignore, being the loud-mouthed idiot that he was, everyone around the school had probably at least heard of the blonde before. Whatever, that boy wasn’t his problem. He was about to jump off the desk to remind his friend that Nine was his problem and do a little mocking dance to add insult to injury, but ultimately decided against it. Maybe if this had been anyone else, he would’ve gone for it, but Kurasame was one of his best friends, and aside from Emina, the only person he really respected and cared about. A little teasing and playing around was alright, but Kurasame wasn’t the type who would just sit around and take it too long, and Kazusa didn’t want to piss his pal off. Crossing his legs, he leaned back onto his palms as he sighed, “Ugh, whatever… ‘every mind can be molded into something beautiful’ or whatever crap they want us to spout in order to cheer the kids on,” he wondered if that sort of hippie talk actually had any effect on anyone at all. His own teachers had said similar things in the past, and it certainly hadn’t inspired him to work any harder. Then again, Kazusa was naturally smart, so perhaps that talk wasn’t even directed at him. Even so, he didn’t like it. No one was equally intelligent, and it was wrong to put pressure on the less fortunate by saying stuff like this.

Kazusa chuckled audibly when Kurasame more or less complained about his long-winded bullshit tale on why his hair was wet and whether or not he had slept in today. That was Kurasame for you, never appreciative of nonsense like this. “But I technically didn’t wake up just now!” he started again, but decided not to repeat the whole story again, “I know you secretly wanted the details, is all,” he smirked, “And I’m such a great friend that I won’t make you ask for them. You got a reputation to uphold, I know. I got your back, buddy!” with a quick wink he hopped off the desk again and began to wander around the classroom a little. It was still exactly the same as he remembered it from when he’d been a student here. Though this room hadn’t been his classroom, all of these rooms looked similar enough that it easily could have been. His trip down memory-lane took up no more than five seconds before he got bored and turned towards Kura’s desk again, though he did keep a respectable distance between himself and the intructor’s beloved desk, not wanting to get shoved away again for dripping water onto Class Zero’s tests.

The somewhat crazy scientist didn’t miss Kurasame’s dodging his first question by simply skipping it over. Even if he spent a lot of time working alone in a lab, and even though scientists weren’t known for their excellent people skills, Kazusa counted himself amongst the few that did pick up on signs like these. Besides, he’d known this guy for years… by now, it wasn’t too difficult to see when he was purposely hiding something. One of his eyebrows rose ever so subtly as he wondered what it was Kurasame didn’t want to discuss with him. He supposed it could be something big, maybe he had some issues with his pink-haired lady friend? Or maybe his meeting the in-laws hadn’t gone according to plan. Kazusa knew Lightning’s sister had been looking for him, and he… might’ve accidentally cracked a joke at the absolute worst time imaginable about Kurasame’s supposed skirt-chasing ways. He sincerely hoped his comment hadn’t bitten Kurasame in the ass, he’d feel pretty bad if that were the case.
“What, he has a non-angry mode?” Kazusa replied before getting into his own story, deciding to just go with Kurasame’s topic-change for now. “You can say that again,” he started as he went into scientist mode for the first time today, “I’m in the process of developing a new weapon, one that automatically reloads itself so long as the user has any bullets left. I’m trying to see if I can set up some sort of link between the gun and a set of bullets that aren’t anywhere near each other. If I can get it to work, we’d be able to create bunkers to store bullets in, and so long as there are still bullets left, the user can pretty much keep shooting indefinitely,” he scratched his chin thoughtfully, “If I can also fix the recoil so the physically less powerful can easily use it, it should be a great help during upcoming conflicts, but it’s also quite risky. Only those who truly know how to use a gun would be able to safely use it, I think. Imagine if someone died while their finger was still on the trigger, it’d be a huge waste of bullets, not to mention the increased risk of friendly-fire,” he sighed and took a seat in an actual chair this time as he laced his fingers together on the desk, “Maybe if I can build in a mechanism that detects its user’s life signs…” he muttered to himself, almost forgetting for a moment that he wasn’t sitting alone in his lab, but that he was visiting and talking with a friend. After a few more brief moments of pondering, he finally caught himself and smiled sheepishly at his friend across the room, “Sorry, spaced out for a moment,” he chuckled, “Anyway, it’s a difficult project, but you know I love a good challenge!”

He quieted down after that as he wondered about how to handle this situation with Kura clearly having a problem but dancing around the issue. Kazusa had seen him stare at that feather of his before, but he hadn’t thought much of it… until now. He had stared at it like it was something important, and then he talked around how he was feeling… something was up, though Kazusa didn’t know exactly what it was. Of course, the easiest thing to do would be to accept Kura's silence and change the subject to something fun and exciting, but not even Kazusa was all smiles all the time. How could he possibly crack more jokes when there was something up with a good friend of his? There was a time for joking, and there was a time to be serious. And now didn't seem like the time to play around. “So what’s bothering you, Kurasame?” he asked seriously as his eyes flicked back from his own desk over to where Kurasame was sitting. It wasn’t often that he used his full name, but he wasn’t afraid to use it during serious situations, which he suspected this was, “Anything I can help you with?”

[/blockquote]

Words: 1195
Note: I still weep for this thread of seriousness. ;-;

[kazusa]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-image:URL(http://i800.photobucket.com/albums/yy284/brooklynlolli/x0r3w0.png); border-left: 10px solid #1e1e1e; border-right: 10px solid #1e1e1e;] Kazusa Futahito HEY THERE, THEY CALL ME Kazusa AND I'M CURRENTLY 26 YEARS OLD. I'M FROM THE WORLD OF Oriens WHERE I AM A scientist. I GO FOR above eighteen AND I WILL THROW MY WEIGHT BEHIND PSICOM. ------------------------------------------------- Weapon: Handgun: As Kazusa doesn’t really fight all that often, he doesn’t need more than a simple handgun as his weapon. Abilities: Being Fabulous: Not everyone can have a girly walk and still consider himself the best thing ever. Observation skills: If you’re anywhere near his lair, you can bet on it that Kazusa knows. Science: He’s a skilled scientist who develops weapons and other applications for Rubrum. Personality: Kazusa can’t really be described as anything but a weirdo. From his oddly relaxed body language all the way down to knocking people out and experimenting on them for who knows what kind of invention he’s planning at the time, he generally does things a little differently from most. He has a secret lab behind a bookcase in the Peristylium’s library that he often lures students to before knocking them out and trying out wacky inventions on them. He seems to have no concept of personal space or privacy. Or shame, at that. He will openly comment on whether a person (male or female) is hot or not, and will go into glorious detail as to why his opinion is what it is when asked (and even sometimes when not asked). Strange and sometimes annoying though his behavior might be, few people actually consider Kazusa a threat. For all the semi-kidnapping he does, he always releases his poor unsuspecting victims afterwards, and he doesn’t hurt them. Not much anyway. They are trained to be tough, they should be able to take a few hits with a bat, or whatever else he can find to knock them out with. Though you wouldn’t think it, Kazusa is a highly intelligent man with a passion for science. He constantly aims to provide Rubrum with better weaponry, and will stay up for hours if he thinks he’s about to reach a breakthrough. He’s highly devoted to everything he does in life. History: Kazusa was born 26 years ago in the Suzaku Fiefdom of Rubrum as an only child, or so he thinks. His parents died early on in his life, and he has little recollection of that time. Of course, it’s also possible that his early life was so dreadfully boring that he consciously decided to block it out. He was raised by a rather strange aunt who was dubbed the crazy cat lady of the town he grew up in, this is possibly where his bizarre behavior came from. When he was about eleven or so, he was sent to the Peristylium of Rubrum to train there as a student. During his time there, he met his lifelong friends Kurasame and Emina, who seemed to be the only ones who genuinely accepted Kazusa for who he was. He had other acquaintances, but they were just that: acquaintances, not friends. Few people can stand being around this particular person for longer periods of time. Ever since he was young, Kazusa had a fascination for weapons, not surprising, considering he was a young man. His interest wasn’t so much in using weapons as it was in creating them and perfecting them however, and he soon began to study the subject, upgrading his classmate’s weapons as a means of practicing for his future career. Before his final year in school, he proved himself to be so knowledgeable about anything weapon related that he was offered a job at the research department for when he graduated. After school, with no more other homework to distract him from his passion, he focused all his efforts on his research, and quickly became known for his unique theories. Though most of his research is about weapons, Kazusa will occasionally branch out and try other things. The crystals and their ability to erase people’s memories have always fascinated him as well, and being the determined young man that he is, he secretly works from a lab hidden behind a bookcase in the library for a way to ‘beat’ the crystals and regain the memories that they had erased.

[/div]

-------------------------------------------------

THE PERSON BEHIND THIS WONDERFUL CHARACTER IS GENERALLY CALLED Serah AND SITS AT 20. SHE LIVES IN THE TIMEZONE AND FOUND THE SITE THROUGH Magical Rainbow-colored unicorns. THE CUSTOM TITLE FOR THIS CHARACTER SHOULD BE...


[font=Curlz MT][size=4][color=black]Fiercely[/color] [color=FC0FC0]Fabulous[/color][/size] [/font]



[/div]

[/td][/tr][/td][/tr][/table]
made by brooklyn at caution[/center]