Deus Ex Machina: The Xenogears Tale
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Character Information
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-Name: Reijin Katami

-Age: 26

-Sex: Male

-Occupation(s): Nisan Spy/Ex-Solaris Agent

-Substitutes which Xenogears Character? (if applicable):

-Birthdate: Nov 10, V-472

-Height: 5'11"

-Weight: 160lbs

-Eyes (colour and shape): Unique light green hue passed from his mother's
side. Round shape.

-Build: Slightly muscled build from intense training while in Jugend. Muscles
don't really show unless he's dressed in tight clothing.

-Complexion: Dark tanned skin

-Facial Features: Thin lips, thin eye slits, firm jaw, bold nose

-Identifying Marks: 4 inch scar on the left rib cage. Tattoo of a golden 
dragon on his left shoulder blade, whip marks going from top right shoulder
blade to the bottom left. 

-Hair (colour and style): Silver hair with green streaks on the first two
bangs. Bangs come down to eye level.

-Voice: Soft yet masculine. Singing voice is soft and light.

-Dress/Attire: Green and white polyester/cotton coat comes down to just below
the waist. A pocket on the left sleeve and another couple on the left and
right breasts. Loose dark cotton pants with an extra pocket at the right
thigh.

-Jewelry (if any): Nisan pendant hanging around his neck with a silver
angel's wing.

-Weapons/Tools (if any): 4' katana. Blade made of titanium alloy with an
intricate drawing of a dragon along the edge of the blade. Hilt made of hard
plastic decorated with symbol of Nisan at the butt. AntiEthRockL (Eth defense
+ 5)

-Armour (if any): Rose Tabard

-Personality: Quiet demeanor and a loner. Doesn't approach others and doesn't
respond much to other's comments or queries. Rarely does he seek any
companionship though there were times. Focused usually more on his work than 
his social life though he does have only a few friends. Always did as he was
told when he was part of Solaris and the habit of questioning unusual queries
did not develop until he discovered a reason for leaving Solaris. He lives by
the code of chivalry honor that shows him the right way to fight and act.
Dislikes people who ask too much questions, can't keep their word, assassins,
spies and killing. Can be compassionate and sensitive at rare times. Likes
the Nisan Sect and Nisan itself, sword fighting, poetry.

-Background and History: Born in Nisan, he lived without the joys of knowing
any parents in the early years of his life. His birth mother passed him on to
the care of the Sisters of the cathedral. It was said that the woman had
silver hair like his but without the dark skin. She had a very quiet demeanor
much like his and rarely talked to anyone unless it was of the utmost
importance. What was most noticeable about her was her eyes that seemed to
glow the brightest green. This trait could also be seen in his eyes. She went
by the name Emile Kadrin. She took the first trip out, witnesses reported. 
Reijin became secluded and quite lonely after he learned the truth of why he
was there, why he lived in a cathedral instead of normal houses. A couple in
their late thirties had approached Reijin when he was five years old. They
were a kind married couple. They had always shown warmth and love to those
around even if they were strangers. They took Reijin in and gave him a new
home and something he thought he would never have, a family. He went to
school of course and he was raised with lots of attention though he tended to
shy away from it. He was introduced to sword fighting but he only used a
bamboo stick for his weapon at that age. His mind adapted faster than normal
school children. Everything was great. . life, parents, infinite amounts of
love. . until one day. . 

Reijin and his adopted parents went on a trip to see his father's relatives.
On the way there the transport ship was attacked by gears. A man boarded.
Dressed in a purple over coat with eyes that shone the deepest blue, his hair
dark brown down to the nape of his neck with pants the color of the sky. The
ship was taken taken over. . resistance occurred but examples were also made.
. . examples of his parents. They died right before his eyes. . blood. .
screaming. . unending tears. He was eight years old at that time. He was
taken as a slave in Solaris. He was placed in the 3rd class section and
worked as a dust chute cleaner because of his small size. The only thing that
kept him human were the lonely nights of tears. One day after his 18th
birthday, a rebellion started. It was quickly suppressed but most of the
suspects got away. Half of the 3rd class section was suspected. His half and
so he was sent to be re-educated. As one of the routine testing he was tested
for his ether scale and they found out that his was one of the moderately
highest they've seen, certainly the highest in the third class section. So
he was re-educated and then sent off to Jugend with a guarantee that he would
never turn on Solaris. He wouldn't since his memories were of struggling to
live up to Solaris' goals and ideals. All of his memories of home were pushed
back into the very depths of his mind. His quiet demeanor remained though,
the scientists figure that it was probably a hereditary thing and just left
it as it is. 

Once he got settled in an room in Jugend his intense training began. Sixteen
hours devoted to various activities. Hardly did he approach anyone for help
and hardly did anyone come to him though there were a few people who took
pity on him but he refused or barely expressed anything to them for their
kindness. His training continued and soon he developed a hand for using
swords, it was like a natural thing to him. So, he went ahead and trained
heavily using a sword instead of a gun. His ability to adapt quickly to
things earned him a place under the Wind Element department in the spy forces
and just as quickly, he was released. Four years of training in unarmed
combat, disguising himself ether usage, gear piloting though it was not one
of his best subjects, hypnosis, quick killing and suicide according to the
oaths he swore. 

His first assignments were on Solaris. He had to deal with finding traitors,
spies, smugglers, basically anyone that brings misfortune to Solaris. He had
killed, all of them in self-defense. What he had been told of the people that
he was told to capture or hunt were people who sought the demise of Solaris
itself but in actuality, he was being used to kill people mercilessly
according to the government's and sometimes the Ministry's wishes. 

While still being a loner, he did come upon a woman or it was the woman who 
came upon him. Mina Rhinehart was her name and she was pretty insistent on
learning his name which took about an hour of his break. He did find it kind
of odd that anyone would want to know him much less be around him. But that
was not the only thing that he found odd about this woman. She had a habit of
talking. Not only about him but about her views. They were much more
different than a Gazel's though she did say she was one. At first, he kept
his barrier up to block her away everytime they met but she never gave up.
She always wanted to talk to him but as much as he didn't want to admit it. .
he was getting used to her. Her sweet. . constant voice, her calling from all
the way on the other side of the mess hall and her feminine swaying steps
that he couldn't help stare at. As much as she poured out her views on things
he did too. He slowly began opening up to her. Sometimes through petty
arguments and sometimes just out of the blue. Those sky blue eyes were always
different from the eyes of others who looked upon him. It was just a. .
feeling. A wonderful feeling. He had often wondered what the headband was for
but she either refused to tell him or changed subject. A strange girl she is.
Sometimes he had watched her walk and the way she would brush her hair back
from her eyes. Her soft and gentle hands manipulating any tool that they can
hold on to. It was then that he realized that he was falling in love with
her. Those full lips that brought up into higher levels of joy when stretched
into a smile, those arms that held him as he weeped through moments of
sadness and those kisses on his forehead that seemed to restore every sense
of courage and faith into him. Friends. They had only been friends for three
years. . maybe. . one day, he could finally explain how he really felt about
her. 

The day came of his first assignment off Solaris. He had to infiltrate the
Kislev mines in the north. He was less than excited about it. Rumours had
been spreading around that someone he knew who died was set up by the
government and most likely the Ministry. He had shared his suspicions with
Mina who understood what he meant but also shared his worry for him. His
comrade who died was in a similar situation. He was sent to find some
information in a highly guarded area but he was killed before he could
escape. . at least that's what the government reported. Nonetheless, he could
not back out now. No matter how much Mina protested. It was odd that she
showed him that much care. It wasn't that odd since she was a friend but it
was the look in her eye that gave him that feeling. He thought it was
foolishness, that he had been watching too many shows on the tele-viewer. He
wished so much that she cared for him enough to show how much she loved him
before he went. . he secretly planted a message within her gear. The message
wrote:

"Mina, I know you worry about me and I know that I might be doing something
foolish but I have to take this chance. If they really ARE trying to set me
up, I'll escape, somehow. I promise. I'll come back for you when I can. . 
Mina, take care of yourself, ok? Haha, isn't this like those tele-viewer
shows? The protagonist goes off to fight the antagonist knowing there's a
high risk of dying and before he goes, he proclaims his love for his lover
but in the end, he comes back for her. I'm no hero. I just do what's needed
but a thing the hero and I have in common is that I do love you. So long I
have wanted to say that but this is the last time I'll probably see you for a
while. Another thing the hero and I have in common is that I'll come back for
you. I promise, Mina, I'll come back for you. Love always, Reijin"

Reijin was sent off to the Kislev miner's facility that would deploy a new
load of miners to increase the search. His instructions was too move past the
security, put on the miner's uniform, and using the special keycard of one of
the miners, access the info collected so far on the dig. If the keycard did
not work on the first try guards will be surrounding him in an instant.
Arriving there, he slipped past the guards easily with the distractions in
place to take the attention of the guards while the gates were opened.
Obtaining the miner's uniform as a disguise was easy enough but having to
knock out one of the miners to obtain the keycard was a hassle. Carefully
moving up the levels of the facility was more than dangerous. He had caught
the eyes of a few suspicious guards and miners themselves. It seemed that
they could see into his soul. See what he knew. It sent shivers through his
spine. He was surprised to find that the room that held the information on
the dig wasn't guarded except for cameras. He kept his face low of course and
entered the room but the part that needed the keycard was the console itself.
Examining the keycard, he licked his lips and slowly and carefully slid the
keycard into the slit wide enough for that card. The screen flashed signs
that he didn't even understand until it stopped. The alarm rang and red
lights flashed everywhere. The keycard was fake. He had no time, he had to
get out. The viewer came on. It was a man he did not even know. A balding
man with reddish hair dressed in military garb. "I have been expecting you,
Aveh spies are not so hard to catch. ." Aveh spy. . he was set up. Solaris
would never have allowed this to happen. . one chance to prove that he wasn't
set up. He pulled out his communicator and tried to access it, no answer. .
again he tried and nothing. Before he could reach the door guards were
rushing down the hallways towards his direction. A window down the hall. He
had not choice. He leaped to the window, broke the glass but not without
having have a bullet grazed by his side. 

Luckily the building wasn't that high or for sure he would've broken his neck
or some part of him. At the base of the building, guards caught up with him.
Guards with only stun sticks and clothes half done up. There were five and he
only had him and his sword. They surrounded him like hyenas circling their
prey and one struck him between his shoulders, the other on his thigh and 
soon enough he was being battered everywhere. Something stirred within him. .
so much pain, so much hatred. . His green-hued eyes flashed and soon a
radiance with the same color surrounded him. The sticks met a barrier that
pulsed with each blow. The blows stopped as the hands holding the sticks
released and went to grasp at something around their heads, clawing and
trying to get it off. The green glow. . it wrapped around every bend, covered
every hole in their heads. They were stuggling to breath. Reijin took a hold
of his sword and taken over with rage, sliced easily and cleanly through
each of the bodies growling until they were mostly disemboweled corpses. Only
after the last was killed did he calm down. Blood splattered over the miner's
uniform he wore then distant guns were heard firing. He ran. Quickly, 
urgently, to wherever. Holding on to his sword.

He was at least three miles away from the facility before he collapsed beside
a tree. He screamed and pulled his blood tainted clothes off, whimpering,
shouting, anything that would get those images of spilt blood out of his head
 Only after he tore away from the crimson colored uniform did he settle down
but with memories he never thought he had. Thoughts of being alone. Thoughts
of childhood in a cathedral. He had parents. . no. . those were not his
parents, those were his. . parents but not by blood. Those memories were so
new. . they came flooding back from nowhere and they were intense. Blackness
came.

Reijin was picked up during the night by an old man who traveled along the
dusty road. The old man took care of Reijin for the time he was unconscious
which was about a week or so. The old man lived with his wife in a village
not far from Nocturne. As soon as Reijin did awaken, he was out the door.
Thanks was given to the old couple but he could not stick around in case
Solaris found out that he wasn't killed and Kislev's police was after him.
He took the first transport that was on its way towards the capital. Slowly,
he understood the memories that were pouring into his mind. Slowly, one at a
time, he understood though there were holes that still remained like how he
got to Solaris. The earliest memory he knew was looking up to see two massive
figures holding out hands towards each other. Both who seemed to be angels
but each only having one wing. On the left was a male angel and the left was
a female. That didn't make sense. He was taught that angels did not have any
genders. He had to find this place. When he reached Nocturne, he set about 
hunting down anything that would give him passage to Dazil. . some place away
from the war. A rumour was going around that a secret transport would be
going to Dazil over the mountains. It was a special refugee transport.
It was weird that everything was set for him but he took it as it came
without question.

The day to leave Kislev had come but it was also a day to remember. To
remember more than what he wanted to be. He waited outside of the city with a
variety of people. Ten minutes before the transport came. Ten minutes. . A
man walked up to him. A man of fairly average height dressed in some sort of
uniform that made him look like a pilot. A gear pilot most likely. The man
stared at Reijin while Reijin only gave a slight glance. Then. . a glow. It
surrounded the man and just as quickly struck Reijin with a punch that caught
him off guard. Reijin with his sheated sword in hand reached to grab a hold
of the hilt but he found that his arms were frozen as if air had clamped onto
his arms and never to release. Reijin stared with shock that was replaced by
a wince as he thrown back by an unseen blow to his chest. The sword dropped
to the ground with a small thud that was covered up by Reijin's loud landing.
Air was knocked out of Reijin's lungs making him gasp and struggle. The
people watching moved farther back. The guards of the city were too far away
to even notice. The red-haired man strolled towards Reijin's sword with a
smirk on his face that showed arrogance. The man held out his hand, palm
facing down and the sword flew up to it like a magnet. Reijin sat up with the
support of his arms, he could see it. . The intense focus of a dark red ether
aura surrounding every inch of the man's body. The man's eyes were hidden
behind sunglasses. "Reijin Katami," the man began in a tone only Reijin 
could hear,"I am Mikhail Orcano, Executor of the Solaris Judicial System. You
have been found guilty for treason and the murder of one Akane Tso. Your
sentence. . is death." Executor. . treason. . murder. . Akane. He had broken
no law. . especially not against Solaris. It was all a mistake! A setup! He
did not kill Akane. . Akane was the man who had died mysteriously during a
mission on Earth and they placed the blame on him! Fear and hatred struck
together. Reijin struggled to stand as the Executor moved forward even more.
The blade already unsheathed. Reijin moved back with each step forward made
by the Executor. Without warning, the Executor moved quickly towards Reijin
who side stepped but the Executor had superhuman reflexes that allowed him
to stop and turn towards Reijin. A slash, diagonally up-right sent Reijin
sprawling backwards. The blade struck home. Reijin laid on his back, warmth
covering the front of his torso, spreading quickly. Pain shocked through
every exposed part of his flesh, eyes wide. . blackness struggled to overcome
 . fear. . shock. . hatred. . A scream. Not of pain but of primal anger.
Mikhail gaped as he watched Reijin's body drown in an aura of pure white.
Reijin's body arched upwards. He felt the long wound healing. He felt
everything he touched like his sensitivity was increased ten-fold. He felt
wound re-weaving itself back together until there was no trace of even a
nick left on his body. Reijin stood up properly and fixed his gaze towards
Mikhail who was watching with fear or something that resembled it. A move of
desperation took over Mikhail. The Executor dashed towards Reijin, sword
held high.

Out of nowhere a figure dashed towards the Mikhail, it was increasing in
speed it was almost a blur to Reijin's eyes. The only thing Reijin could spot
was a shawl and black pants. Suddenly, it leapt towards Mikhail. From the
distance they were apart, one could think the pursuing figure couldn't have
made it but it did and the figure whipped out its hand that looked to have
a long hilt but without a blade. Mikhail stopped and turned around to be 
caught by surprise as the figure leapt past him and now the slot in the hilt
that was supposed to hold blade was occupied by one but not any normal blade.
It was a red blade that pulsed from energy. It looked much like an ether aura
that had gone solid. The figure holding the blade was on its right knee as if
waiting. Waited for the head that fell of Mikhail's body and it did with a
soft thud. The figure stood up straight and pushed its shawl back down to its
shoulders. Reijin could see him clearly now. It was a man about his height
dressed in a tight shirt that enhanced the view of his muscles and baggy
pants. The man had a bold face as he stared at the headless corpse. His hair
was dark but Reijin swore he saw some red with it. After looking over the
body the man switched its gaze and moved towards Reijin. The red energy blade
on the hilt disappeared with a slight swirl. Reijin's view of the man was
better now. He looked to be around is twenties. . early twenties or maybe
younger and his hair was definitely a dark shade of crimson.

The white ether aura surrounding Reijin disippated causing him to fall onto
his knees but his savior quickly caught him. "Watch it there," the whispered
voice of the young man came as he wrapped one arm around Reijin's waist and
put his other arm over his shoulders, "are you alright?" Reijin looked up to
meet the gaze of this warrior. He squinted and saw the purple eyes that hid
beneath the long hair that came down to either sides of the man's face. "I'm
. . a little tired," Reijin responded. "I'm not surprised, the magnitude of
the aura you produced was very strong. You must be someone very dangerous to
have an Executioner sent for you. . what did you do?" Reijin eyed the man
suspiciously before speaking. "Nothing. . they set me up. . I'm a. . former
Solaris agent. ." The man squinted with a look of a deathly gaze. "Former. .?
Those bastards deserve to be killed. ." Reijin tried to stand up straight
with some effort. "The transport will be here any minute, I have to go. ."
The man helped Reijin a little with his balance, "You're going to Dazil?"
Reijin nodded, "Yes. . . I have to go some place. ." The purple eyed stranger
nodded in understanding, "Where are you headed?" Reijin licked his lips and
looked back at him, "A place. . where I can find two towering angels. ."
The dark red hair was moved back as the man gazed intently at Reijin, "Two
towering angels. .? You mean. . you want to go to Nisan? The cathedral of
Nisan that holds the two angels?" Something clicked inside of Reijin's mind,
"Nisan. . yes, Nisan! I need to get to Nisan!" The purple eyes flickered for
a moment with a smile that spread across his face, "Then you won't have to
get to Dazil, my friend. . I can take you there" Reijin's light green hued
eyes widened, "Really? You can?" The dark haired man nodded and pointed back
towards the city, "Just gotta wait a while. . name's Raziel, by the way."
Reijin struggled to stand up straight, "Reijin. . my sword. . I need to get
my sword. ." he pointed towards the blade that was held in the corpse's hand.

It did take a while but he eventually was on his way towards Nisan. He had
become very good friends with Raziel, they shared a common interest in sword
fighting and they taught each other different combinations of sword
techniques and martial arts. Though Reijin could not quite bring himself to
talking to him about his unique eye color and whether his hair was natural or
not. His past was a sensitive subject as well so he managed to stay away as
much as possible. Reijin's memories seemed to have come back to him and he
understood most of them except those which were missing. There was a part
where he remembered he was on a ship with two elderly couple and then he was
being processed through some sort of machine and brought to the area known as
the "Third Class" section. It was all a jumble of images. Aside from his
memories, he was also explained that he had been awakened. The incident with
the Executioner was what sparked his ether aura to flare. He had learned
about the awakening. It was rare though it did happen. He was one of those
lucky ones.

Soon, he arrived in Nisan with Raziel and a friend of Raziel's, Winston via a
ship that's amazingly big enough to carry a gear. But it did not matter. He
was home. It was here where he planned his future, here where he would hone 
his skills and his increased ether ability. Over the course of two years, he
had joined with the Nisan military, planned a way to find his birth parents
and a way to find Mina.

-Birthplace: Nisan

-Mother: Muriko (adopted, deceased)

-Father: Atumo (adopted, deceased)

-Siblings: None

-Mate: None

-Children: None

-Other relations: Raziel Aeneid, Mina 'Diamond' Rhinehart

-Affiliation: Nisan Sect/Nisan Military

-Secondary Skills: Swordfighting, healing, knowledged in medium-attack gear
piloting.

-Abilities/Disabilities (in addition to Ether): He can stay awake for an
extra day if needed, fast reflexes and agile, sharp eyes. Pain still occurs
near where his scar is, his right knee can give out under intense pressure.
Mental relapse can occur if he is witnessed to killing or is killing but the
possibility varies depending on the situation. Mental shock, though highly
doubtful, can occur as well.
(Naosu) Heal Ally Sgl
(Naborizaka) Heal Ally All
(Keshin) Revives wounded, Ally Sgl
(Kogoeru-ken) Adds water element to sword
(Moeru-ken) Adds fire element to sword
(Jimen-ken) Adds earth element to sword
(Kaze-ken) Adds wind element to sword

-Hobbies: Sword fighting, poetry, enjoying the scenery.

-Current residence: None permanently

-Current Life Conflicts: Dealing with the death of his parents still though
some believe he is free of his self blame. Dealing also with the guilt he has
for recklessly taking lives when he was an agent. Has to report back to Nisan
for further instructions. Has to find a woman whom he has promised to go back
for when he was still with Solaris. 

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[Arcana's note: I recommend leaving the Deathblows
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