Post by Riko Kitsun on Oct 21, 2016 1:54:40 GMT -5
Riko Kitsun
.:Nickname:. Kitsune, Kit, Foxy, Kitten, Ko
.:Age:. 20 years old
.:Gender:. Male
.:Group:. Darkmyst
.:Home Region:. Resort Islands
.:OOC Name:. Saint Judas
Appearance
There is something inherently wild and magnetic about Riko. Maybe it's his glittering emerald eyes, his lopsided toothy grin, or perhaps the lithe Liepard grace and untamed Ninetails elegance he has about him, but he naturally seems to attract and catch people's attention. He knows this too, often he will make eye contact with a playfully curious intensity that sometimes catches people off guard.
His voice is often one of his most defining and prominent features, a sonorous and musical tenor that hovers on the bottom edge of the tenor range but still keeps much of its higher pitched youthful tones and vibrancy along with the deeper huskiness and fullness. When he speaks his voice is almost always partially hushed and soft and whispery or somewhat rough and ragged around the edges from disuse, hinting at his beautiful singing voice underneath but never fully revealing it. The few times he does utilize his full voice is usually in song, and commonly when he is alone he will sing snatches of various tunes or whatever song recently has been in his mind with a resonant sweet voice. He tends to speak a bit slower, pausing between his sentences and before descriptions to consider his next words with a dreamy thoughtfulness.
Riko is naturally fair skinned with a warm and rich golden hue from long periods of exposure under the resort sun. His features are well defined with thin sharp eyebrows, long dark lashes, and pointed almost elfin ears. His delicate softness is tempered by a roughness around the edges, his tanned skin and small pale scars adding a dangerous edge to him, making him seem scuffed and battle-tested, an untamed survivor. Sometimes the beginning of sideburns begin tracing their way down his sharp jawline in a stubbly fluffy dark line.
His hair is unruly and feral, an short mass of ebony that sits atop his head in a ruffled mess. Directionless and left completely untamed, its barely brushed thick locks spill out in every direction, often times covering eyes or overhanging his face. However, despite its disorganized appearance, it is not completely uncared for and remains decently well combed, the chaotic appearance more or less cultivated or simply kept that way rather than have to waste effort trying to restrain it.
At 5' 4" he is far from impressive in height, measuring up several inches short of the average height and light on his feet even for his height. Still, he tends to hold himself up in a way where he seems taller, his athletic and skinny form naturally giving him a spring bean sort of look. Despite tha he is actually quite lean and well toned, a combination of good genes and lots of exercise on a daily basis for much of his life. For his height his limbs are long, and his hands have slender delicate fingers made for artistry or sleight of hand.
Riko tends to hold himself loosely, relaxed and easy going but with a keen alertness to the sharp eye. He gives off a sort of primal aura, often instilling a deep curiousity or teasing loose buried instincts in those around him. He likes to keep his hands busy and often will be working with some small device, puzzle, or other object, and when he has to sit still too long he will usually begin tapping his foot, sometimes just in quick rapid motions, but usually to some silent rhythm only he can hear. His expressive face and dynamic eyebrows make him seem open and honest in a sort of vulnerable sweet way, and when he talks if his hands are unoccupied they will often gesture slightly in a subconcious motion. He almost always seems to be smirking if not toothily grinning at the world and some joke or great thing only he understands.
Clothing
Riko likes dark loose clothing, flowing black jackets let opened with belt straps and plentiful deep pockets are often a favorite, the thick rough dark fabric often bearing a perhaps passing resemblance to the theatric pirate captains. Slightly billowy dark pants and blouses add to this effect, tough sleek black boots of soft worn leather finishing it off with the final touch. Almost all of his clothing is well worn and often tattered or patched in many places, often having been with him some time and clearly having seen much hard good use. Perhaps having once been quite ornate and fine, his garments are now battered by weather and travel, giving them a certain raggedness and character that tends to suit him quite well.
Riko doesn't always wear the same outfit everyday though. When not in his jacket he may often take up a plain black hoodie embellished on one shoulder in the back with a silvery tribal fox, the design since having been crackled with age and wear. His hoodie too seems to remain permanently scuffed, as are his ripped and partially patched black denim jeans and worn in black sneakers with dark green accent lines. On occasion he may even try to put some semblance of organization into his wild mane of hair, tying the back into a loose ponytail or wearing a dark green or black bandana headband, or sometimes even both. It may also not come as quite the complete surprise to find Riko cosplaying as well, the dark foxy ears and tail of a zorua slipping easily into his outfits, especially when adorning the more casual hoodie wear rather than his bulkier coat.
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