"In the face of corruption, society can only do three things. They either look away, share their look, or spit in their face."

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Lover: 

Bestie: @taes-babygirl

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Name: "Koast Kirsikoi, at your service." He gives you a polite bow.

Gender: "Do you need to ask?" he asks with an irritable tone. (Male)

Sexuality: He coughed slightly as if he choked on air. "What?!" (Bi)

Age: "It's been so long... I've lost track.." he states as he glances up at the star filled night sky. (Appears 18-20 but actual age is unclear.)

Physicality: The man before you is built like a man trained to fight but still fast enough to outrun others, sitting as a weight of around 193 lbs (or 88 kilograms) and a height of 6 foot and 2 inches (or 188 centimeters).

Features: The man has piercing blue eyes and midnight black hair. He has a scar going over his right eye and to his left cheek. His left hand holds a strange tattoo on the back that seems to glow an odd blueish green color. He has a handle tucked away on his right hip that is a foldable short sword.

Attire: His clothing consists of a black cloak with a hood made of a weather resistant material. His torso under the cloak is covered in a thick leather armor with a multitude of slips and hooks to hold ammunition, tools, and weapons. His left hand seemed to be wrapped by a piece of black cloth but focused mainly on his knuckles. His dress pants were a dark black but seemingly custom made to fit his specific needs. His feet were protected by a pair of steel toe combat boots. His face was hidden away by a metal mask that was smoothed over and featureless, a solid vantablack color covering itself.