Post by Souku|Raidon|Tao on Apr 3, 2008 16:48:06 GMT -5
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Name: Tao Ugashi
Alias: none
Rank: Jounin
Gender: male
Age: 20
Village: Konohagakure no Sato
Clan: none
Appearance: Tao's fairly tall, the tallest member of his team in fact, standing(when he isn't slouching) at around 167 cm(about 5 ft 9), give or take a few. He also weighs the most of the team, coming in at 69 Kilograms. Though compared to a lot of other males his age, he looks diminule. Most of his weight comes from his muscles and unusually large build(for an Ugashi anyway, there are plenty of people larger than himself), results from years of intense training and pushing himself more than most. His unusual size comes from his mothers side, not his fathers though, as his father is of Ugashi Bloodline. His mother's father was fairly large and the trait seems to have wormed its way into Tao's own blood. Dispite his unusual size in accordance to his Clan liniage, he has a deceptivly lanky body. As said, he's extremly tall, even for a male and his muscular frame is spread out proportunatly throughout. Though physicaly strong, he's not very solidly built, rather, he's easily brought down in close combat. He's build specificly for speed and long range fighting. Though he's not skinny, nor is he weak, he isn't the best at holding his own when push comes to shove.
His face is fairly narrow, though not overly so. Even so, he's one of those people with a flexible, expresive face. No matter how good he is at controling his emotions, and no matter how hard it is to tell those emotions apart from one another, the expresions that do cross his face from time to time are well defined and all to obvious if he lets his tight hold on his feelings slip for any amount of time. His eyes are equally, if not more, expressive as his face. Fairly narrow, though bright and liquid shined, they hold the same absolute focus as his personality. Peircing and rather cold at times, it can make anyone squirm to have him completly and utterly focused on them. Like many of his clan mates, those intense eyes are a brilliant shade of blue, bright and lively dispite his colder emotional exterior. There always seems to be bags under his eyes, most likley from stress. His hair is kept up out of his vision, his pratical nature taking over in his personal grooming. Even with his messy bangs, his hair only hangs just above his eyes. His hair is short, again to keep it from burdening him on missions, spiked and straight except in the front where his bangs betray his naturaly slightly curly hair. He's peirced his right ear three times, adding to his(what could be considered) "bad-ass" look. Though it must be recognized that he hardly intended such an assumption to come from looks alone.
His clothes have, and always will be, selected for praticality. Never mind if such things were to be "stylish". None the less, his artists mind seems to have come through and selected quite a few uniquer items for the young man. The fore-most visable and noticable thing is his hooded jacket, bearing equally unseful colours. Most of the jacket is a lighter green while the right and left side of the jacket have darker green steaks running from the top to the bottom of the thing. On the right side, there are two streaks, the first one being a few inches thick while the second one runs to the side until reaching mid way across Tao's ribs. The left side has smaller lines, being of the same size. The first one only goes about a fourth of the way up the front of his jacket while the other one is only slightly taller. Both sleeves are a darker green as well. Under the sleeve on his left side, is a small compartment that contains small sheets of paper he can use in battle. On his right arm is a noticable, permident scar running from about half way up his upper arm, down the top of his forearm and stopping half way across the underside of his forearm. He obtained the scar while trying to defend Suki from his father after Kaji struck her in an attempt to kill her. Like all of his clan mates, he is almost always wearing the navy shoulder pads bearing his clans insigmia. On the underside of either shoulder pad is another small black pouch contianing more paper. Under the jacket, he wears navy collared shirt, allowing the thick collar to be visable above the hood of his jacket. Below that is a simple black T-shirt. Strapped to his chest is another compartment, similar to the rest, which holds even more paper. He wears longer khakei shorts, ending about halfway between his feet and his knee. And strapped to either of his thighs is, naturally, two more compartments for paper. As any ninja, he carries the back pouch(also filled with paper). Being right handed, he keeps it on his right side, as well as the smaller pouch strapped to his leg(again, no kunai, just paper). Around his neck he keeps a thick, square chain with a copper cross. The cross displays a brass tinted dragon wrapped around it. On his right wrist is a black wristband covered by four, rounded, silver braclets. But even this serves a purpose. Under the wristband are small bits of paper(about 1 in. by 1 in. each) with the kanji symbol of each of his paper puppets elements, written in his own blood, allowing him to summon any of them, even if he lacks access to the actual scroll he uses most of the time.
Special body armor: Lightweight, navy coloured, metal shoulder pads. They are unique to his clan, though they don't actually serve much purpose when it comes ot protection. On many missions he also wheres a durable metal piece of armour he constructed himself. The metal itself is fairly soft, similar to the carbon alloy used in many knives, and might, at best, deflect a kunai or two. Upon receiving a large blow, it would easily be bent and could prove more harm to Tao that anything. However, Tao isn't a boy to equip himself with usless things. The seven strips of metal used to make each portion actually are formed of three layers. The first and third layer are simply the softer metal. Sandwitched between those two layers are long strips of paper. The method behind this hidden defense is that because the metal isn't very protective, it's very light and flexible, somthing a person like Tao would find very useful. However, Toa's ability to channel chakra along the paper strips and harden them causes the metal to become hard as diamond at any given moment. In short, Tao can remain light on his feet, but the moment he is in danger of taking an otherwise life threatening blow, he can save himself. The build of it is fairly simple. With seven seperate pieces to each portion(his front, covering from his upper chest down to his belt level|Either side of his ribcage under his arms) And his back, matching the dimensions of the front of it), the entire piece of armour allows for flexibility and completley normal movment in battle.
Personality:
Tao, to get it out of the way right here and now, is an artist. But if you were expecting the kind hearted, gentle voiced, day dreaming artist who simply travels around all day pondering his excistance, well your about to have some illusions shattered. If you want to accompany one to ponder for hours and hours with, talk to his former team mate, Souku, not him. You can also go ahead and squash any expectations of knowing him based on what you see on first glance. He's a master at smoke and mirrors and over the years, the smoke has only gotten thicker and harder to see around. If ever you manage to coax him into even standing next to you long enough for you to learn anything about him, then you can consider yourself a very rare person. Because its not often he opens up, or even speaks for that matter, to anyone. Even his closer friends(he has no closest friends and it's impossible to become one. You just have to hope to get a little closer each time you see him). Imagin looking at a coin when looking at him and attempting to figure him out, because he is, without a doubt, nothing short of more than one person mashed together to create his character. But you can't call him schystophrentic, when one personality literally takes over. But the way he hides one side of himself and reviels the other can make it impossible to ever really figure him out. Perhaps he would be easier to figure out if it were but two personalities, but no. When attempting to adopt Tao as a friend, you can be well assured that you will end up with, not one friend, but two or three, and on some occations, four or five. Dont try to tell whats on his mind to often, its much to difficult. Eagerness, pain, sorrow, joy, love, regret, and anything in between and beyond such emotions can fleet across his expresive face in an instant before you even have time to pick each one out. Good luck trying to seperate them, he can easily mash, blend and seperate them all over again in the blink of an eye. But the good news is that with each individual personality he chooses to display, what you see is what you get and nothing else, even if trying to figure all of them out will keep anyone running around in emotional circles for years.
For the most part, dispite his many personalities, he generally tends to keep to just one side of himself. Still, perhaps a better comparison for him would be with a rock. Not because of his stubborness(though theres plenty of that to fill a great deal of his nature) but because he tends to hunker down beneath a rough exterior. But rocks are never as smooth as in the movies or cartoons. You'll find many, many bumps and ridges that somehow blend together to create one person. It's quite an amazing emotional ability, really. You won't see anything but a stoic copy of his father on the surface, but drill deep enough into his mind and you'll find hes quite vulnerable emotionaly. There's a great deal of hurt behind those harsh glares he tends to keep showcased on his face. Dig beneath the rocky, earthen layer he's tunnled beneath and you'll find far too much raw emotion for anyone to have ever had to repress. But don't ever think him helpless. He's not, and he never has, nor will he ever be, helpless. Vulnerable, yes, not helpless. He won't allow you to shift the dirt without a hard and long fight. Reluctance drives most away and his quick wit gives him the knowledge to know just what you may be trying to manipulate him into revieling. But if you can picture the rock he presents upon first glance again, you'll probably find yourself gazing into what he thinks he must be; your looking at his father, Kaji, not Tao. His fathers drive to get missions simply for the sake of getting glory(for his father, not for himself), his fathers desire to be a shinobi, and his fathers pride and admiration. Think highly of Tao all you want. Compliment him a thousand times over and he will simply look at you blankly, perhaps saying a muttered "hn" or "Thanks" to be polite, all the while knowing the back of his mind it means nothing. Now, once you notice this, upon first instinct you may try again, thinking of his lower self esteem. But again with the blank stare, at worst, he'll suspect your motives. Insults generaly appeare to roll right off his back, but don't be so easily fooled by the dust. Once it settles, you'll be quick to notice the hidden pain. But so long as he can keep you at a distance, he can fool you into his act of indifference. If you catch the two together, it will be Kaji himself coming up behind Tao, shadowing him, to say thank you and boast about his accomplishments. While Tao...just sits and watches the scene with an uninterested expresion. But it's not as if the boy ever wanted any of the man's imprents, rather they were forcibly passed to him after being shoved down his throat and beat into him, literally. And inside that could-have-been artistic mind of his, he hates every minute of it. He loaths any and everyone who feeds his old man's ego. Because Tao isn't stupid, he knows all too well what lies behind the mans big grins and fake shouts of approval. If you gaze upon side A of the dusty rock, you won't see Tao, you see his fathers manufactured copy of himself. You see the ninja living, breathing, and willing to give his life for his fathers pride. But side A is why Tao's so good at smoke and mirrors.
But as said before, a rock must have other sides. Especially when you are trying to observe a rock comparible to Tao. You aren't looking a a nice smooth pebble of a person with maybe two personalities at best. Remember, your looking and many sides, lumpy, dusty chunk of misshapen boulder. Peer around to side B. It's quite an easy one to find. Just locate the boy and you'll find him training. You'll find a true, renowned shinobi, but a reluctant one none the less. As said, he only became a shinobi because of his father forcing it on him. Even so, he plays the part of a reluctant hero well. Faithful as any hound, he's saved his team from certian death on more than on occation. But there's a quirk to his efficiancy, thanks to the reason he became a shinobi. From day one, his father told him one thing. It was beat into him, screamed at him when he failed missions, and then beaten into him some more. "The mission is the most important thing in your life!" he learned quickly that to fail missions meant more pain for him, physicaly, emotionaly, and mentaly, from his father. He won't steer off course from whatever they are supposed to do. Nothing in the world can stop him from completing any mission he's sent on, aside from perhaps death. He acts, when on duty, as though if he were to die, he would deserve it. Of course such a thing is complete absurdity, something he's begun to realise as of late, but he does it anyway. If it's not part of the mission, it shouldn't be bothered with. EVER.
Side C is a confusing one. It's much to dusty to realize much of the actual surface. None the less it's a side people know him for well as it, much like the two indentations on his character before it, is one he uses to mask himself in each and everyday. However, the dust that hides his true intentions and reasoning on this part of his rock is what they know and what he showcases. Side C brings him to be moody and apathetic. However, once you understand his fearfullness of being made weak in front of others, it obvious that these are simply defenses for his lack of emotional stability. There's always a sort of restlessness about him, even if you don't know him, it's more than obvious. He's well known for wandering around aimlessly or simply pacing back and forth for no reason. Aggressivness, depression, and emotional detatchments are horid habits he's aquired, unbeknowist to him. If he weren't to stubborn and were coaxed into visiting some sort of theropist for such things(Suki tried to get him to go once...didn't work out to well), the doctor would quickly declare the boy was plauged with Post-traumatic stress disorder. But such subjects like his past, especially with anything about his father, are taboo to bring up. Which calls in the fluke in his stoic, patient character. Because while he may be patient, seemingly emotionless(though you should know by now such is not the case), and hardly ever angered, he will pointedly dodge the subject by either A; snapping that it's none of your business, or B; acting extremly jumpy and suddenly walking or even running away. But again, you must realize that these reactions are simply his mental defenses coming to help him cope with his unfortunate memories.
Another smooth corner, the one that seems to mold the prior emotions together, holds his usual coldness towards the world. Unlike Suki and Souku, he beleives himself to be quite low in the world. In spite of his stubborn beleifs, he's a natural born leader, thirving on praticality and a determined will seem strong. But an inherient aloofness chains him from everyone else and forcing him to shy away from the pleasures of gaining and keeping friends. He's much to distrusting for that, you can see it in the way he seems to avert his eyes all the time. He's a loner, though not by nature. Again his almost lack of a personality he built himself(rather his father was the one to forcfilly build it for him) gets in the way. In the back of his mind, he longs for friends, but the thoughts and behaviors forced on him at a young age make him heistant and emotional abuse spawned a terrible insecurity that causes reluctance when in a group. You won't ever catch him stepping forth in the team to blurt out random ideas though he speaks up when he feels the need. Tao is cursed, truley he is. Being torn between what he thinks he should be doing for his father, and what he wants and knows he could be doing to make himself happy. Unfortunatly, after having Kaji tear him down many times, as a child up to today, he doesn't consider himself to deserve happyness.
After those sides, your begining to push a bit too far for him to avoid becoming nervous around you. You've begun shifting the dirt beneath his hunk of rock that is his being. You'll quickly find he hastily pushes most away at such a point, wary of them nudging the open wounds left from his past. Like any stubborn boulder, he has sat there for twenty years now allowing life to take it's tole without complaint. Storms have beaten his sides and broken his bones and emotional floods have weathered his mind and now the once thick walls have started to crumble. But inside his mind is just as a torrent as his outside life. But he sheilds such vulnerability from the world. He'd die before he seemed weak and helpless. And he would happily accept the former to avoid the latter. With such harsh times almost always beating against him, he's patient, much like his team mates. But unlike his two friends(though be sure to use the term as loosly as possible) his patience is what it is. The stoic uncaring attitude he holds to lifes problems is nothing more and nothing less than just that. There is no quirk in his span of patience, nothing to 'rouse his anger suddenly and without warning, like with Souku. And he's not only patient with his closer friends, like with Suki. No, with that visable half of him, what you see is what you get. There's nothing to indicate the usual smoke and mirrors, and nothing complicated about him. But that's not to say he wont get angry. When irritation finally arouses his temper, he can be bitterly sarcastic and can spew any number of verbal assults that would make anyone think twice before talking to him again. But his anger is seldom triggered. From his past and his current relations with his father, Kaji, he has enough emotional and physical resistance for a hundred people. But there's a limit to his resitance as well. You can't break him down easily. Be it broken legs or just about any other part of his body you can tear apart, he'll stubbornly get up to stand his ground. You'd probably have to kill him before he quit being unsure of his beleifs. But physical strength isn't what will most likely be his demise. Rather, his mental and emotional state is slowly crumbling. Apathy has taken a strong grip on his mind as of late and he's been pointedly avoiding any and everyone around him. No doubt his father is to blame. But don't think his vision isn't clouded occationally with unshed tears, on the inside though. If ever you catch him broken down and allowing them to escape the guarded steel gates of his minds barriers, you can be assured that hes somehow been horridly cut apart, right down to his soul(corny as that sounds...).
Once you manage to wedge yourself beneath the great outer layer of the rock, you'll come across the considerably smaller side that harbors his fears. No, he's not afraid of spiders, or dogs, or even dying for that matter. No trivial fear is going to send this shinobi fleeing. He's not even really a sissy when it comes to physical pain, as he has proven many times and again that he can take injuries without flinching for hours on end. But these fears...they run much deeper and are his darkest secrets. The fears inflicted from his younger years when his father first enforced his power over the poor boy, many of which can be taken note of in many every day situations. Observe him if ever you happen to accidently corner him between yourself and the wall by some mistake. His cluastriphobia will set in at such a time and you'll catch a strong look of urgency, perhaps even what looks to be the start of a panic attack, as he suddenly shoves you aside in order to free himself from the memories of his childhood. Grab his hand or shoulder to tug him back when he doesn't seem to be listening and you'll see him whip around, as if on instinct alone, and snap at you not to touch him. Try to chain him and you will earn his distrust and have to coax him into not avoiding you for the rest of your life if he decides he doesn't like you anymore. And even if you manage to pull him back in, his nervous ways keep him, emotionaly, at bay, all the while expecting you to turn on him. But his biggest fear is one most wouldn't expect. His father, Kaji. Unlike most, the man was nothing like the men he saw with his classmates at school. Instead, Tao had a deep fear enstilled on him from a young age. Now, the man takes a rather sick pleasure in bleeding old wounds for all young Taos got. However, after the man rejected Tao's love, Suki, it would seem as though he's finally bled the boy to death. But he wouldn't dare talk back to him, ever. His fear brings him to hesitate and inevitably grind his usually fearlessness to a halt. With every step forward, Kaji seems bent on jerking his son back to his knees to worship him. Because Kaji abused him, not only physicly, but mentaly and emotionaly as well, Tao has horrid self esteem and in spite of all the praise hes gotten before, he only sees himself as being a useless tool for his father to gloat about.
But if you stop here, where hope for his emotional sanity seems lost, you miss the tiny clump of stone hidden away under the dirt. Remember once more, he could be a great artist if such mental and physical abilities could somehow be nurtured and could grow. Dispite all of his stoic, seemingly selfesh behavior, he and Suki have fallen madly in love with each other, even becoming lovers. Such artistic talent had been brought out considerably since the two became closer. Hes proven to be quite the affectionat person. But towards her and her alone. Don't expect for him act so lovingly and jovial towards anyone else in the world. In fact, if you were to observe him around her whie the two were in public, say, in a small sociol group or something similar, you'd notice he's border line territorial. Of course he's not up in every other males face about it, but the fact that Suki gets along naturally with the opposite sex seems to trouble him greatly. He could be compared to a sort of watchdog. Quiet and reclusive as long as Suki is safe(in any situation), but push his patience to far and you will be met with the dogs mad snarling and snapping. And such a thing Suki teases him for. Suki seems to be the only one to be able to pry the rock from the dirt and reach his romantic, artisticly creative side. She also is the one person in the world to be able to draw him from the tiny cage he imprisioned himself in for fear of his father, and call him to sit calmly and talk of everything and absolutly nothing at the same time. But there is something that even she doesn't really, truley understand about him. Beyond the quiet intensity he holds, he's masked a boiling passionate nature. Pasionate in that he carries both a crackling spark that sends most cringing under his steady gaze, and a fiery brutality. Unfortunetly, his father rejected Suki completly when they brought up getting married with him. All the personality Suki had managed to pull from him were jerked right back in as his father jerked him back into the cage when he struck Suki, threatening to beat Tao to within an inch of his life. Fear, once again caused him to slink back under the rock and now he even has done all he can to avoid Suki, even after finding the will to stand against Kaji. His shame and embarassment bringing him into a lowly state of apathy.
Don't think that observing every one of his emotions is an easy thing. On day he might be easy going, laid back and you might even manage to bring forth a smile from him(don't get your hopes up), the next day he might be training until he's broken his arms and legs, and the day after that he might be deppressed and moody, and so on and so forth. Trying to get a good feel for him will keep you going for years to come. Frustrating as it may be, you can't really get angry at him if you understand the way the emotion runs together. Because surprisingly, there may be a sort of pattern. Observe him when hes put training aside for a moment and you may find him with his clever mind endugled in a book of old plays and other fine arts. But while he will gladly converse with you on such a topic, he will begin to wonder, half-way through, if you might pose as a good training or sparring partner. He may train with you for hours on end and then suddenly call it off in the middle of a sparing match to go off and read some good poetry. Keep yourself in tune with his double, triple and quadrupal sided ways of thinking and behaving and you might just learn to figure the young man out. But...don't get your hopes up...
Name: Tao Ugashi
Alias: none
Rank: Jounin
Gender: male
Age: 20
Village: Konohagakure no Sato
Clan: none
Appearance: Tao's fairly tall, the tallest member of his team in fact, standing(when he isn't slouching) at around 167 cm(about 5 ft 9), give or take a few. He also weighs the most of the team, coming in at 69 Kilograms. Though compared to a lot of other males his age, he looks diminule. Most of his weight comes from his muscles and unusually large build(for an Ugashi anyway, there are plenty of people larger than himself), results from years of intense training and pushing himself more than most. His unusual size comes from his mothers side, not his fathers though, as his father is of Ugashi Bloodline. His mother's father was fairly large and the trait seems to have wormed its way into Tao's own blood. Dispite his unusual size in accordance to his Clan liniage, he has a deceptivly lanky body. As said, he's extremly tall, even for a male and his muscular frame is spread out proportunatly throughout. Though physicaly strong, he's not very solidly built, rather, he's easily brought down in close combat. He's build specificly for speed and long range fighting. Though he's not skinny, nor is he weak, he isn't the best at holding his own when push comes to shove.
His face is fairly narrow, though not overly so. Even so, he's one of those people with a flexible, expresive face. No matter how good he is at controling his emotions, and no matter how hard it is to tell those emotions apart from one another, the expresions that do cross his face from time to time are well defined and all to obvious if he lets his tight hold on his feelings slip for any amount of time. His eyes are equally, if not more, expressive as his face. Fairly narrow, though bright and liquid shined, they hold the same absolute focus as his personality. Peircing and rather cold at times, it can make anyone squirm to have him completly and utterly focused on them. Like many of his clan mates, those intense eyes are a brilliant shade of blue, bright and lively dispite his colder emotional exterior. There always seems to be bags under his eyes, most likley from stress. His hair is kept up out of his vision, his pratical nature taking over in his personal grooming. Even with his messy bangs, his hair only hangs just above his eyes. His hair is short, again to keep it from burdening him on missions, spiked and straight except in the front where his bangs betray his naturaly slightly curly hair. He's peirced his right ear three times, adding to his(what could be considered) "bad-ass" look. Though it must be recognized that he hardly intended such an assumption to come from looks alone.
His clothes have, and always will be, selected for praticality. Never mind if such things were to be "stylish". None the less, his artists mind seems to have come through and selected quite a few uniquer items for the young man. The fore-most visable and noticable thing is his hooded jacket, bearing equally unseful colours. Most of the jacket is a lighter green while the right and left side of the jacket have darker green steaks running from the top to the bottom of the thing. On the right side, there are two streaks, the first one being a few inches thick while the second one runs to the side until reaching mid way across Tao's ribs. The left side has smaller lines, being of the same size. The first one only goes about a fourth of the way up the front of his jacket while the other one is only slightly taller. Both sleeves are a darker green as well. Under the sleeve on his left side, is a small compartment that contains small sheets of paper he can use in battle. On his right arm is a noticable, permident scar running from about half way up his upper arm, down the top of his forearm and stopping half way across the underside of his forearm. He obtained the scar while trying to defend Suki from his father after Kaji struck her in an attempt to kill her. Like all of his clan mates, he is almost always wearing the navy shoulder pads bearing his clans insigmia. On the underside of either shoulder pad is another small black pouch contianing more paper. Under the jacket, he wears navy collared shirt, allowing the thick collar to be visable above the hood of his jacket. Below that is a simple black T-shirt. Strapped to his chest is another compartment, similar to the rest, which holds even more paper. He wears longer khakei shorts, ending about halfway between his feet and his knee. And strapped to either of his thighs is, naturally, two more compartments for paper. As any ninja, he carries the back pouch(also filled with paper). Being right handed, he keeps it on his right side, as well as the smaller pouch strapped to his leg(again, no kunai, just paper). Around his neck he keeps a thick, square chain with a copper cross. The cross displays a brass tinted dragon wrapped around it. On his right wrist is a black wristband covered by four, rounded, silver braclets. But even this serves a purpose. Under the wristband are small bits of paper(about 1 in. by 1 in. each) with the kanji symbol of each of his paper puppets elements, written in his own blood, allowing him to summon any of them, even if he lacks access to the actual scroll he uses most of the time.
Special body armor: Lightweight, navy coloured, metal shoulder pads. They are unique to his clan, though they don't actually serve much purpose when it comes ot protection. On many missions he also wheres a durable metal piece of armour he constructed himself. The metal itself is fairly soft, similar to the carbon alloy used in many knives, and might, at best, deflect a kunai or two. Upon receiving a large blow, it would easily be bent and could prove more harm to Tao that anything. However, Tao isn't a boy to equip himself with usless things. The seven strips of metal used to make each portion actually are formed of three layers. The first and third layer are simply the softer metal. Sandwitched between those two layers are long strips of paper. The method behind this hidden defense is that because the metal isn't very protective, it's very light and flexible, somthing a person like Tao would find very useful. However, Toa's ability to channel chakra along the paper strips and harden them causes the metal to become hard as diamond at any given moment. In short, Tao can remain light on his feet, but the moment he is in danger of taking an otherwise life threatening blow, he can save himself. The build of it is fairly simple. With seven seperate pieces to each portion(his front, covering from his upper chest down to his belt level|Either side of his ribcage under his arms) And his back, matching the dimensions of the front of it), the entire piece of armour allows for flexibility and completley normal movment in battle.
Personality:
Tao, to get it out of the way right here and now, is an artist. But if you were expecting the kind hearted, gentle voiced, day dreaming artist who simply travels around all day pondering his excistance, well your about to have some illusions shattered. If you want to accompany one to ponder for hours and hours with, talk to his former team mate, Souku, not him. You can also go ahead and squash any expectations of knowing him based on what you see on first glance. He's a master at smoke and mirrors and over the years, the smoke has only gotten thicker and harder to see around. If ever you manage to coax him into even standing next to you long enough for you to learn anything about him, then you can consider yourself a very rare person. Because its not often he opens up, or even speaks for that matter, to anyone. Even his closer friends(he has no closest friends and it's impossible to become one. You just have to hope to get a little closer each time you see him). Imagin looking at a coin when looking at him and attempting to figure him out, because he is, without a doubt, nothing short of more than one person mashed together to create his character. But you can't call him schystophrentic, when one personality literally takes over. But the way he hides one side of himself and reviels the other can make it impossible to ever really figure him out. Perhaps he would be easier to figure out if it were but two personalities, but no. When attempting to adopt Tao as a friend, you can be well assured that you will end up with, not one friend, but two or three, and on some occations, four or five. Dont try to tell whats on his mind to often, its much to difficult. Eagerness, pain, sorrow, joy, love, regret, and anything in between and beyond such emotions can fleet across his expresive face in an instant before you even have time to pick each one out. Good luck trying to seperate them, he can easily mash, blend and seperate them all over again in the blink of an eye. But the good news is that with each individual personality he chooses to display, what you see is what you get and nothing else, even if trying to figure all of them out will keep anyone running around in emotional circles for years.
For the most part, dispite his many personalities, he generally tends to keep to just one side of himself. Still, perhaps a better comparison for him would be with a rock. Not because of his stubborness(though theres plenty of that to fill a great deal of his nature) but because he tends to hunker down beneath a rough exterior. But rocks are never as smooth as in the movies or cartoons. You'll find many, many bumps and ridges that somehow blend together to create one person. It's quite an amazing emotional ability, really. You won't see anything but a stoic copy of his father on the surface, but drill deep enough into his mind and you'll find hes quite vulnerable emotionaly. There's a great deal of hurt behind those harsh glares he tends to keep showcased on his face. Dig beneath the rocky, earthen layer he's tunnled beneath and you'll find far too much raw emotion for anyone to have ever had to repress. But don't ever think him helpless. He's not, and he never has, nor will he ever be, helpless. Vulnerable, yes, not helpless. He won't allow you to shift the dirt without a hard and long fight. Reluctance drives most away and his quick wit gives him the knowledge to know just what you may be trying to manipulate him into revieling. But if you can picture the rock he presents upon first glance again, you'll probably find yourself gazing into what he thinks he must be; your looking at his father, Kaji, not Tao. His fathers drive to get missions simply for the sake of getting glory(for his father, not for himself), his fathers desire to be a shinobi, and his fathers pride and admiration. Think highly of Tao all you want. Compliment him a thousand times over and he will simply look at you blankly, perhaps saying a muttered "hn" or "Thanks" to be polite, all the while knowing the back of his mind it means nothing. Now, once you notice this, upon first instinct you may try again, thinking of his lower self esteem. But again with the blank stare, at worst, he'll suspect your motives. Insults generaly appeare to roll right off his back, but don't be so easily fooled by the dust. Once it settles, you'll be quick to notice the hidden pain. But so long as he can keep you at a distance, he can fool you into his act of indifference. If you catch the two together, it will be Kaji himself coming up behind Tao, shadowing him, to say thank you and boast about his accomplishments. While Tao...just sits and watches the scene with an uninterested expresion. But it's not as if the boy ever wanted any of the man's imprents, rather they were forcibly passed to him after being shoved down his throat and beat into him, literally. And inside that could-have-been artistic mind of his, he hates every minute of it. He loaths any and everyone who feeds his old man's ego. Because Tao isn't stupid, he knows all too well what lies behind the mans big grins and fake shouts of approval. If you gaze upon side A of the dusty rock, you won't see Tao, you see his fathers manufactured copy of himself. You see the ninja living, breathing, and willing to give his life for his fathers pride. But side A is why Tao's so good at smoke and mirrors.
But as said before, a rock must have other sides. Especially when you are trying to observe a rock comparible to Tao. You aren't looking a a nice smooth pebble of a person with maybe two personalities at best. Remember, your looking and many sides, lumpy, dusty chunk of misshapen boulder. Peer around to side B. It's quite an easy one to find. Just locate the boy and you'll find him training. You'll find a true, renowned shinobi, but a reluctant one none the less. As said, he only became a shinobi because of his father forcing it on him. Even so, he plays the part of a reluctant hero well. Faithful as any hound, he's saved his team from certian death on more than on occation. But there's a quirk to his efficiancy, thanks to the reason he became a shinobi. From day one, his father told him one thing. It was beat into him, screamed at him when he failed missions, and then beaten into him some more. "The mission is the most important thing in your life!" he learned quickly that to fail missions meant more pain for him, physicaly, emotionaly, and mentaly, from his father. He won't steer off course from whatever they are supposed to do. Nothing in the world can stop him from completing any mission he's sent on, aside from perhaps death. He acts, when on duty, as though if he were to die, he would deserve it. Of course such a thing is complete absurdity, something he's begun to realise as of late, but he does it anyway. If it's not part of the mission, it shouldn't be bothered with. EVER.
Side C is a confusing one. It's much to dusty to realize much of the actual surface. None the less it's a side people know him for well as it, much like the two indentations on his character before it, is one he uses to mask himself in each and everyday. However, the dust that hides his true intentions and reasoning on this part of his rock is what they know and what he showcases. Side C brings him to be moody and apathetic. However, once you understand his fearfullness of being made weak in front of others, it obvious that these are simply defenses for his lack of emotional stability. There's always a sort of restlessness about him, even if you don't know him, it's more than obvious. He's well known for wandering around aimlessly or simply pacing back and forth for no reason. Aggressivness, depression, and emotional detatchments are horid habits he's aquired, unbeknowist to him. If he weren't to stubborn and were coaxed into visiting some sort of theropist for such things(Suki tried to get him to go once...didn't work out to well), the doctor would quickly declare the boy was plauged with Post-traumatic stress disorder. But such subjects like his past, especially with anything about his father, are taboo to bring up. Which calls in the fluke in his stoic, patient character. Because while he may be patient, seemingly emotionless(though you should know by now such is not the case), and hardly ever angered, he will pointedly dodge the subject by either A; snapping that it's none of your business, or B; acting extremly jumpy and suddenly walking or even running away. But again, you must realize that these reactions are simply his mental defenses coming to help him cope with his unfortunate memories.
Another smooth corner, the one that seems to mold the prior emotions together, holds his usual coldness towards the world. Unlike Suki and Souku, he beleives himself to be quite low in the world. In spite of his stubborn beleifs, he's a natural born leader, thirving on praticality and a determined will seem strong. But an inherient aloofness chains him from everyone else and forcing him to shy away from the pleasures of gaining and keeping friends. He's much to distrusting for that, you can see it in the way he seems to avert his eyes all the time. He's a loner, though not by nature. Again his almost lack of a personality he built himself(rather his father was the one to forcfilly build it for him) gets in the way. In the back of his mind, he longs for friends, but the thoughts and behaviors forced on him at a young age make him heistant and emotional abuse spawned a terrible insecurity that causes reluctance when in a group. You won't ever catch him stepping forth in the team to blurt out random ideas though he speaks up when he feels the need. Tao is cursed, truley he is. Being torn between what he thinks he should be doing for his father, and what he wants and knows he could be doing to make himself happy. Unfortunatly, after having Kaji tear him down many times, as a child up to today, he doesn't consider himself to deserve happyness.
After those sides, your begining to push a bit too far for him to avoid becoming nervous around you. You've begun shifting the dirt beneath his hunk of rock that is his being. You'll quickly find he hastily pushes most away at such a point, wary of them nudging the open wounds left from his past. Like any stubborn boulder, he has sat there for twenty years now allowing life to take it's tole without complaint. Storms have beaten his sides and broken his bones and emotional floods have weathered his mind and now the once thick walls have started to crumble. But inside his mind is just as a torrent as his outside life. But he sheilds such vulnerability from the world. He'd die before he seemed weak and helpless. And he would happily accept the former to avoid the latter. With such harsh times almost always beating against him, he's patient, much like his team mates. But unlike his two friends(though be sure to use the term as loosly as possible) his patience is what it is. The stoic uncaring attitude he holds to lifes problems is nothing more and nothing less than just that. There is no quirk in his span of patience, nothing to 'rouse his anger suddenly and without warning, like with Souku. And he's not only patient with his closer friends, like with Suki. No, with that visable half of him, what you see is what you get. There's nothing to indicate the usual smoke and mirrors, and nothing complicated about him. But that's not to say he wont get angry. When irritation finally arouses his temper, he can be bitterly sarcastic and can spew any number of verbal assults that would make anyone think twice before talking to him again. But his anger is seldom triggered. From his past and his current relations with his father, Kaji, he has enough emotional and physical resistance for a hundred people. But there's a limit to his resitance as well. You can't break him down easily. Be it broken legs or just about any other part of his body you can tear apart, he'll stubbornly get up to stand his ground. You'd probably have to kill him before he quit being unsure of his beleifs. But physical strength isn't what will most likely be his demise. Rather, his mental and emotional state is slowly crumbling. Apathy has taken a strong grip on his mind as of late and he's been pointedly avoiding any and everyone around him. No doubt his father is to blame. But don't think his vision isn't clouded occationally with unshed tears, on the inside though. If ever you catch him broken down and allowing them to escape the guarded steel gates of his minds barriers, you can be assured that hes somehow been horridly cut apart, right down to his soul(corny as that sounds...).
Once you manage to wedge yourself beneath the great outer layer of the rock, you'll come across the considerably smaller side that harbors his fears. No, he's not afraid of spiders, or dogs, or even dying for that matter. No trivial fear is going to send this shinobi fleeing. He's not even really a sissy when it comes to physical pain, as he has proven many times and again that he can take injuries without flinching for hours on end. But these fears...they run much deeper and are his darkest secrets. The fears inflicted from his younger years when his father first enforced his power over the poor boy, many of which can be taken note of in many every day situations. Observe him if ever you happen to accidently corner him between yourself and the wall by some mistake. His cluastriphobia will set in at such a time and you'll catch a strong look of urgency, perhaps even what looks to be the start of a panic attack, as he suddenly shoves you aside in order to free himself from the memories of his childhood. Grab his hand or shoulder to tug him back when he doesn't seem to be listening and you'll see him whip around, as if on instinct alone, and snap at you not to touch him. Try to chain him and you will earn his distrust and have to coax him into not avoiding you for the rest of your life if he decides he doesn't like you anymore. And even if you manage to pull him back in, his nervous ways keep him, emotionaly, at bay, all the while expecting you to turn on him. But his biggest fear is one most wouldn't expect. His father, Kaji. Unlike most, the man was nothing like the men he saw with his classmates at school. Instead, Tao had a deep fear enstilled on him from a young age. Now, the man takes a rather sick pleasure in bleeding old wounds for all young Taos got. However, after the man rejected Tao's love, Suki, it would seem as though he's finally bled the boy to death. But he wouldn't dare talk back to him, ever. His fear brings him to hesitate and inevitably grind his usually fearlessness to a halt. With every step forward, Kaji seems bent on jerking his son back to his knees to worship him. Because Kaji abused him, not only physicly, but mentaly and emotionaly as well, Tao has horrid self esteem and in spite of all the praise hes gotten before, he only sees himself as being a useless tool for his father to gloat about.
But if you stop here, where hope for his emotional sanity seems lost, you miss the tiny clump of stone hidden away under the dirt. Remember once more, he could be a great artist if such mental and physical abilities could somehow be nurtured and could grow. Dispite all of his stoic, seemingly selfesh behavior, he and Suki have fallen madly in love with each other, even becoming lovers. Such artistic talent had been brought out considerably since the two became closer. Hes proven to be quite the affectionat person. But towards her and her alone. Don't expect for him act so lovingly and jovial towards anyone else in the world. In fact, if you were to observe him around her whie the two were in public, say, in a small sociol group or something similar, you'd notice he's border line territorial. Of course he's not up in every other males face about it, but the fact that Suki gets along naturally with the opposite sex seems to trouble him greatly. He could be compared to a sort of watchdog. Quiet and reclusive as long as Suki is safe(in any situation), but push his patience to far and you will be met with the dogs mad snarling and snapping. And such a thing Suki teases him for. Suki seems to be the only one to be able to pry the rock from the dirt and reach his romantic, artisticly creative side. She also is the one person in the world to be able to draw him from the tiny cage he imprisioned himself in for fear of his father, and call him to sit calmly and talk of everything and absolutly nothing at the same time. But there is something that even she doesn't really, truley understand about him. Beyond the quiet intensity he holds, he's masked a boiling passionate nature. Pasionate in that he carries both a crackling spark that sends most cringing under his steady gaze, and a fiery brutality. Unfortunetly, his father rejected Suki completly when they brought up getting married with him. All the personality Suki had managed to pull from him were jerked right back in as his father jerked him back into the cage when he struck Suki, threatening to beat Tao to within an inch of his life. Fear, once again caused him to slink back under the rock and now he even has done all he can to avoid Suki, even after finding the will to stand against Kaji. His shame and embarassment bringing him into a lowly state of apathy.
Don't think that observing every one of his emotions is an easy thing. On day he might be easy going, laid back and you might even manage to bring forth a smile from him(don't get your hopes up), the next day he might be training until he's broken his arms and legs, and the day after that he might be deppressed and moody, and so on and so forth. Trying to get a good feel for him will keep you going for years to come. Frustrating as it may be, you can't really get angry at him if you understand the way the emotion runs together. Because surprisingly, there may be a sort of pattern. Observe him when hes put training aside for a moment and you may find him with his clever mind endugled in a book of old plays and other fine arts. But while he will gladly converse with you on such a topic, he will begin to wonder, half-way through, if you might pose as a good training or sparring partner. He may train with you for hours on end and then suddenly call it off in the middle of a sparing match to go off and read some good poetry. Keep yourself in tune with his double, triple and quadrupal sided ways of thinking and behaving and you might just learn to figure the young man out. But...don't get your hopes up...