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>> we've more to fear from the living

than those whom we call dead

Created on 2007-02-08 03:13:51 (#12234697), last updated 2007-04-05

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Name:	Yakushi Kabuto
Website:	death's a daily deed around here

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his status:

Character Name and Series: Yakushi Kabuto [ Naruto ]
Name in Role Play: Yakushi Kabuto
Race/Ethnicity: Human / Possibly Japanese- only possibly.
Age: 24
Gender: Male

his symptoms:

Sexuality: Kabuto isn't, on the outset, actually interested in sex. He's possibly bisexual- but he doesn't really think of anyone he interacts with as a probable partner to enter such a thing with. He'll have sex with people regardless of their gender, if it suits his needs, but he places little stock in love. After all, that's just a chemical cocktail...

Appearance: He smiles often- is what someone who knew him once said, and it was true when it was spoken. Kabuto smiles, as with most of his actions, as and when he has a need to. It suits him to look cheerful in front of others, as it suits him to have people assume that he is just another optimist in the crowd, just another regular person, just like them-

Even in his looks, it seems. His light gray hair has drawn questions- he laughs it off as the effects of too much studying- and his glasses have only added to the impression that he belongs to the group of people who care more about their work than their looks. Kabuto, though, knows exactly what he looks like.

He knows that the clothes he wears, the sweaters, the shirts, are casual; he knows how most people just assume from them that he's a regular university graduate, a little short of money, perhaps.

He knows that the apparent lack of attention he pays to dressing up usually give people the impression that he simply has other things to care about- this, at least, is mostly true.

If it so suits him, however- as it so has, at times- Kabuto is perfectly comfortable with appearing as capable as he is. Sometimes people require authority, a calm voice, a steady hand- it is then that his demeanor changes to one that is, perhaps, far more closer to what he truly is.

Personality: Kabuto is quite the enigma. Few can tell what he's really thinking at any one time, fewer still can tell why he's thinking as such. It would possibly be easier to understand him if one was thinking in terms of science- everything's an experiment, at its very roots, just as every action he makes is simply to find out why. But this is really only part of it- an important part, but not the whole.

He has wants- and needs- as everyone does, but thinks of them simply as extensions of himself, things that are needed are acquired, things that are wanted are weighed, carefully, to judge if the risk of acquiring them is worth the effort it takes to do so.

Comfortable in almost any situation, Kabuto is also the consummate conversationalist. He finds it easy to talk to people- almost too easy, sometimes- and does enjoy stimulating intellectual conversation. It's just as easy for him to declare that he's in love with a person as it is for him to cut up a body on the operating table.

When you do come down to it, though, he is essentially a doctor above anything else. Medical curiosities intrigue him, as do cures, and finding them. He'll gladly give out a cure for an aliment for apparently altruistic reasons- what he really wants is to test his own skill, and if it doesn't hurt, why not? That he'd get paid for such a thing has amused him greatly, that he'd be recognized for it, even more.

The ultimate enemy of any physician, though, is death- the ultimate ending, as king and clown go tumbling down-

Perhaps there's a cure for death. Perhaps, he thought, he could find it.

If there's anything that could truly be said about Kabuto's true personality, it is that he is nothing if not determined.

his skills:

Abilities/Weaponry: As a doctor, Kabuto is more of a jack-of-all-trades, master-of-all. He is a genius when it comes to the human body. Not an artist, but more of an engineer, familiar with every single weakness that it has. And it's not just the human body he is familiar (perhaps overly familiar) with; in his days he's come across (and cut across) corpses of weres, vampires, zombies- all manner of things, some more human than others and some bearing little, if any, resemblance to the people they might once have been.

If it has a body, Kabuto knows its weak points. He carries around a small set of scalpels with him wherever he goes, one of which is stainless steel, the second, pure silver, the third, cold iron. Always neatly tucked away in a pocket along with a pack of sterilized needles.

The use of the scalpels are, perhaps, self explanatory.

The needles, on the other hand, are a bit more... multi-purpose. Or useful, as he likes to put it. An expert in acupuncture as well as the administration and creation of drugs, Kabuto also has a small set of vials, all of which contain drugs of his own creation. Amongst their effects he has one that puts a person into an immediate chemical induced sleep, another which simply kills the person and a third that acts as a nerve toxin, paralyzing his target.

His knowledge of acupuncture allows him to target the most effective points of administration for his needles, and he can do serious damage to anything that's alive and has nerves even with normal needles.

Weaknesses: For all that he may be, Kabuto is still very, very human. He is physically fit, for certain, but he was not trained as a fighter. As such he finds himself at a direct disadvantage when forced to fight in close range combat, and tries very hard to avoid being placed in such a situation. Not because he's afraid, no- simply because he thinks there are far better ways to get around the issue of him otherwise losing his life.

Kabuto also has a slight tendency to make assumptions of people- he is judgmental in his own way, and even if he is right about most people, he does underestimate others, a mistake of his own that he refuses to truly acknowledge.

Furthermore, Kabuto often walks a very fine line between confidence and precariousness. He has a lot of faith in his own abilities, and while it isn't misplaced- he would not be one to make a mistake of that magnitude- it also results in him sometimes finding himself vulnerable in a situation that he does not have the means, or the knowledge to escape from. So far he has been lucky, and has not suffered any major injures- but only so far.

his story:

History: Kabuto was adopted by expatriate Japanese parents in England when he was an infant of three years old. He had arrived at the orphanage he'd been picked up from as a baby, without any note of who his true parents might have been. Growing up in a moderately well off middle class family, Kabuto was to all appearances a normal child. His father had a small private practice as a doctor- they wasn't rich, but the family was apparently happy.

Thus it was from his father that the young boy picked up an interest in doctoring. It seemed amazing to him as a child that illnesses, sicknesses, maladies that had plagued the human body could be cured so simply, so effectively. He was curious, practically precocious about medicine even as a child, and his father, seeing this, encouraged him. After all, to have his adoptive son follow in his footsteps could only be a good thing, he thought.

In school Kabuto performed as well as almost all the other children did. He didn't excel in the sciences, despite being the son of a doctor, he was in all respects very average. He had friends- people whom he hung around with simply because they interested him for a while, but that was all.

When he was fifteen, his parents died.

It was quite the event in the small neighborhood he lived in, there having been no murders for at least a decade. And it had to have been a murder- how else to explain the state of the bodies? Poisoned, their faces black and blue and arranged spread-eagled on the floor- indeed, it have to have been a murder.

Those who went to their funeral spoke of the quiet dignity their son carried himself with- how he didn't even shed a tear. How brave, one said, and wasn't totally mistaken.

Following that event, Kabuto surprised everyone even further by suddenly excelling in all areas of his schoolwork. Some attributed the cause to the death of his parents, others simply said he had it in him all along. Whatever the reason, he did well enough to acquire a scholarship at eighteen into one of the most prestigious universities in England to study, as had been expected from him, medicine.

In university he seemed to revert back to his old habits of simply being an average student- but privately he found the path to a degree extremely straightforward. Too focused on treating the symptoms and not the causes, the now nineteen Kabuto found himself bored with the syllabus. Besides, he reasoned, he knew practically everything that the university was going through- so there really was no point in him staying there.

Many who commented on his sudden departure later said that he'd always seemed a little different from the rest, a little quieter- not that it was a bad thing, of course, but they'd never expected it from someone like him, the kind of student that seemed to spend all his free time in the library...

Which he did. There, he'd pour over old medical texts, looking for references for something that only he seemed to truly understand. Enquires from other students were simply met with a friendly smile and an offer to have lunch, simple distractions that worked far more effectively than being brooding and quiet. It was in those texts that he found word of a man- a vampire, truly- who hungered for the secret of immortality. Truly eternal life, as opposed to some meaningless half-death. A vampire who was more of a scientist, who carried out experiments, who'd faded into the pages of history.

His name was Orochimaru, and he intrigued Kabuto.

For death was essentially the final symptom, the final cause- to cure that would be an achievement. Kabuto was certain that the man was not dead, for someone with aspirations as high as his would not let himself be taken so quickly when they could virtually live forever.

Half a year after he disappeared from the university and from England, he found the man he was looking for in Australia. His introduction was simple- 'let me work for you,' he said, 'I have skills that you want, talents that you need. I can do things that you'll never be able to, and I will work for you- if you'll have me.'

The offer was accepted, and Kabuto began work as Orochimaru's assistant, and his relationship to the vampire developed further to the point where he became possibly the closest person to him. He followed the man wherever he went- and after leaving the country they were in, accompanied the man to Allupato, in Italy, where he now resides in relative comfort.

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