RE-NOCTIS: SO TSUN TSUN IT HURTS

Applying to another group;;;  at the insistence of lmao
I couldn't resist the mafia manggg

Finished for the most part, but don't be surprised by updates and whatnot.

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Name: Nozomu, Masayuki
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Nationality: Japanese
Race: Human
Height/Weight: 5'7 | 133 lbs

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ID #: 90210
Occupation: Agent (in training) aka Student
Rank: 2
Title: 3 of Repentant Swords
Department: Medics
Weapon: Stethoscope (Hidden Wire) & Triple Daggers

. Close ranged fighter (not particularly skilled though)

. Daggers are a last resort when stealth isn't possible

Nozomu prefers not to fight at all if he can avoid it, but when he needs to protect himself he'll do so in a sneaky manner, appearing defenseless until the last second to use his stethoscope. The end of his stethoscope is sharp and heavy, and can be used like a club, or like a mace with the wire extended.

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Personality: Quick tempered | Grumpy | Unfriendly | Secretive | Determined | Sympathetic | Protective

Nozomu is not the nicest person in the world. He's not malicious, but he's not friendly either. What little kindness he does show people is hidden by so many layers of irritation and insomnia that leaves them wondering if he was even being nice at all. Tsun-tsun personality aside, he genuinely enjoys treating people and will do whatever he can to make a patient feel better.

Losing his dearest friend and the trust of everyone he cared about has left him emotionally scarred and shut in. Getting him to open up about his past or emotions is nearly impossible without his trust, and gaining his trust is even more difficult. Despite his secretive nature, he longs for someone to open up to, but his fear of losing them locks him up.

Likes/Dislikes:

[+] Talkative people (as long as they're not boring) | Classical music | Horror movies & Mysteries | Not being believed/trusted | Examining people | Coffee

[x] Naivety | Sleeping | Others smoking | Sweets | Not being believed/trusted | Liars | 

History:

Nozomu grew up in King's City and lead a relatively normal life. From a young age he suffered from random headaches, not knowing unitl later in his life that it was because he was sensing spirits around him. When various doctors found nothing his family just assumed his head was sensitive.

Fast forward to his first year of college. Undecided on his major, he partied. A lot. When his partner in crime and best friend of 5 years, Damian, started behaving oddly he dismissed it as stress from studying last minute for their upcoming exams.

One night at Damian's apartment he felt an odd aura coming from the man but dismissed it as his own fatigue getting the best of him. As the night continued he found himself getting tired of his friend's weird behavior and confronted him. "Damian" didn't take it very well, and in a fit of rage attacked him. They struggled, but confused by the sudden attack and not wanting to fight his friend, Nozomu ended up pinned. Hope that his friend would come to his senses left him when he realized that he might actually die, and he finally retaliated, grabbing the nearest thing to him and lashing out.

He felt Damian's body slump over his own and opened his eyes. He saw the malice in his eyes disappear, and a dark shadow disappear from his body. Damian tried to speak but failed, bleeding out intensely. His eyes were filled with confusion and fear as he realized he was dying. Nozomu stared wide-eyed at his dying friend and tried to stop the bleeding, promising him he would be alright. But despite his efforts Damian died in his arms, the wound too deep. Hours later he was found by the police rocking his dead friend and mumbling "He wasn't Damian." over and over.

Time passed and as the date of his trial approached he watched all his friends and family abandon him, no one believing his innocence. The trial date arrived and he began to give up on his freedom when something interesting happened during the trial's last recess. A man in a suit approached him, speaking of phantoms and the mafia. After listening to him talk about NOCTIS he realized for the first time that what he'd been sensing all these years were spirits. He choose to accept the man's offer, rather than spend his life underwater for a crime he didn't commit. He became a student, learning all he could about dangerous phantoms like the one that took over Damian. Deciding that he never wanted to see another good person corrupted against their will again, he joined the Medics department. His years of hard work and research have paid off and he hopes to be promoted in rank, becoming an official agent.

Nozomu works obsessively to discover new ways to release phantoms from victims' bodies to atone for Damian's life.

Extra Info:

. Thinks sleep is a waste of perfectly good working time

. Forcing himself to stay awake over the years has made him somewhat of an insomniac

. He smokes but doesn't like others smoking around him because he's capable of ruining his own lungs tyvm

. Damian nicknamed him "Masu", because Nozomu reminded him of a mouse.

. Likes to poke people with sharp objects when they annoy him

. His stethoscope is fully functional and he uses it in check-ups

. Wears a plain surgical mask instead of his normal one when he's feeling lazy

Relationships: N/A

RP Method(s): Notes or Skype: Lit | Comment for crack