(I guess it's my turn too. :3)<br/>Reizu Akatsu. Full fledged ninja. White fire jutsu mastery, swordsman of all trades, acrobatics, Burnout Elite Driver. Kind, friendly. Willing to put himself in the face of danger for his friends. Currently 17 years old. Playfulness 50%, Seriousness 50%. Specie: Wolfeasel<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Ameratsu... You had a link to Ameratsu?" Ptricia squeaked. "It's gone... ohh, it's gone! that was a direct intervention by a bloody goddess! And not just any goddess, Ameratsu is roughly equivalent to Re-Horteky, or Apollo! That was rather like using a siege weapon, no the Death Star Super-laser to crack an egg! Next we'll find out Chris has telepathy, or the power to cloud men's minds, or can kill yaks from two hundred paces away, with mind bullets!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu grinned and smiled. "Of course. Using white fire required me to sign a contract with her. Additionally, she took care of me for a few days and told Master Jiro that I was at the bottom of the mountain. Some say I am her true son but I'm not. Seriously." He blushed at the intensity of using a goddess to annihilate his problem. "Whenever I'm in trouble, she can sense it. She really is mother to us all. Just like Ra is to you, right?"<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Every day is an adventure with you huh?" Still crouched, Chris slowly straightened up and walked over to Reizu. He stares him in the eyes for a moment before delivering a flooring punch to his gut. "If that spell bothers us ONE more time I'm throwing you at it and hoping for the best. Seriously. You owe me several. And Ptricia." He turned around, glowering and muttering moodily to himself.<br/><br/>Ptricia calms down slightly, shifting to humanoid form. "Chris, that was uncalled for. If you want someone to punch out, try me. I was the one who screwed up, twice. Even after it demonstrated it's resiliance, I took it for granted I'd dealt with it. Even allowing that I was still shaky from it ripping up my gut, I should have been more thorough."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu fell back from the punch. "Heh, you should be glad I'm here. After all, life without adventure is like rice without curry. Besides, I can live and breathe again. I am me. I'm sure I can be even better of a member now that my actions aren't controlled."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"A heh heh heh...about that..." Chris scratches the back of his head nervously. Pulling an apple out of his bag he throws it into the air-it stays there, before flying around his head and perching on his nose. He takes an enormous bite out of it before clicking his fingers and it pings off around the room before flying back into his bag. "I kinda can." Retrieving his apple he hops on the couch and turns on the TV, flipping over to NME.<br/><br/>Ptricia's mouth drops open. Her face is a picture, one that's probably found in the Necronomicon. She goes helps Reizu up.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu grabbed Ptricia's hand and pulled himself up. "Thanks. You reall are a good friend. Chris, you can probably be Darth Vader's apprentice. Just use the force, Luke." He stuck out his tongue and laughed.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>She walks out onto the TV 'couch', a 10 by 15 foot bed with several massive bolsters scattered around, and measures her length on it, sitting like a lion statue outside New York public library.<br/><br/>"Now this reminds me why I'm not allowed to visit London for the next 25 years. It was just a practical joke. I mean, it's not like I didn't replace the bloody statue in Trafalgar square, at my own expense! And washing the grey paint off my fur took days!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu's ears tweaked up. "Hold on, I got an idea! Stand right there." He rushed back up to the top floor and rustled in his backpack. "No. No. Hey, that looks handy, but no. Ah-ha! Here it is!" He jumps back to the bottom floor with the object in his hand. "Perfect, everybody. This is going to be a good memoir." The object in his hands turned out to be a digital camera. "Alright. Everybody smle!" He rushed and sat by Ptricia's flank as the camera flashed. Reizu picked up the camera before it hit the ground. "Lightspeed dash. Very handy technique." The wolfeasel looked at the picture of the band he took. It was professional photography. "That's taken care of." Reizu walked and sat beside Ptricia again. "I'm sorry to hear your predicament though. But what did you do? Just curious. I accidentally fell into the women's hot spring. That was the most horrible marshmallow hell ever." He shivered the though from his head.