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Mahoutokoro

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NAME ────── Ren Willow-Saito AGE ────── 12 YEAR ────── Second BIRTHDAY ────── April 4th 2011 BLOOD STATS ────── Muggle-Born ROBES ────── Dark Blue MISC ────── Mute

APPEARANCE Reducio Ren is generally on the short side - though his thin build often allows assumptions that he's taller whilst he's sitting down. His skin is pale and ghostly decorated with a splattering of freckles and his hair is about shoulder length dyed a bleached shade of white. His eyes are big and curious, coloured in a pale greenish blue and set in a permanently shocked sort of expression. He often dresses smart, in pale shades, accessorising with art supplies haphazardly tucked into pockets, behind his ears or even in his hair. He isn’t afraid to go against the gender binary either, occasionally wearing dresses or skirts when he feels like it. HISTORY Reducio Ren Nakamura was born, April 4th, in Tokyo Japan to poor muggle parents who couldn’t care for him. Regardless of their love for their son, the pair were incredibly busy due to them both having to take on multiple jobs in order to take care of a new child. Because of this, he lagged behind on crucial early years development. Later, his parents made the difficult decision to place him into the foster system, thinking it in their son's best interest to have such an opportunity to be placed with a family that would be able to provide for him. While this was in their son's best interest, the stress of constantly being moved from family to family weighed heavy on the child. His first instance of magic had happened over a dispute between himself and another child, which had ended in Ren unintentionally shattering a window. It was this incident that allowed him to be found by the magical world and eventually led to him being placed into the care of his mothers. Skadi Willow, a Scottish witch, graduated from the wise and intelligent house of Ravenclaw, later becoming an auror along with her sister Niamh. Her wife, Kyouko Saito, a witch from Japan and a rather savvy business woman, had met during one of Kyouko’s work related trips, where the the two fell in love and later married, before eventually moving to Kyoto Japan and settling down to start a family. They began to foster Ren when the child was about eight years old, and by that time, already had several other adopted children: Constance, Momoko, Heimdall and Maeve. It was then that the child was placed into Mahoutokoro’s day school programme. Ren found himself suddenly overwhelmed by all the love in one household; though the sudden stability certainly helped him come out of his shell. In fact, he even found himself to rather enjoy having four older siblings (which later turned to five plus one younger with the additions of Hitomi and Oscar), as well as a plethora of cousins that he got to see during the holidays in the UK. The year before Ren was to begin boarding at Mahoutokoro, his foster mothers surprised him with the announcement of his adoption, which led to the changing of his surname to Willow-Saito. PERSONALITY Reducio Ren is autistic and choice mute - only ever speaking to cast spells - and mostly communicating via sign language or a lanyard of communication cards that he wears around his neck. When he was young, he struggled massively to talk to anyone, including his family, though whether due to the extreme stress of his early childhood in the foster system or simply a developmental struggle is unknown. As he grew up however, he learned that his voice wasn’t the only way that he could express himself and thus threw himself into learning all about the arts. He expresses how he feels through his paintings and drawings, as well as music and dancing.

ABILITTY APPLICATIONS

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Calming Presence.

Reducio

There was something about Ren Willow-Saito that just made him so easy to be around. Perhaps it was his silence, or perhaps it was simply just a part of the child's disposition but he seemed to have a rather calming presence.
Of course, things weren’t always this way; there was once a time when even the slightest thing could have set the child off, the constant change in his life as he jumped between foster families, the worry of his discovery of the magical world, etc…
But soon, the worry just stopped. Ren had grown so used to having his own feet kicked out from under him, so used to the constant changes that kept appearing in his life, that eventually he learned to find comfort amidst the chaos.
At first, it was a cause for concern for many; the relaxed state of which the child was perpetually in at every given moment, despite everything that unfolded around him. A foster child, bouncing around from family to family, eventually coming to live in a house with four other children - all of which were incredibly rowdy and excitable - as well as two immensely different witches that at times could be a little bit overbearing; yet Ren remained calm and relaxed through everything. He no longer saw the point in worrying over things of the future, instead preferring to simply live in the moment.
Eventually, those around him grew used to his silent peace; his newly found family growing fond of basking in his serenity. His siblings would seek him out to talk about their worries or simply just for the comfort of his presence and in turn Ren would listen attentively and provide a strong hug when needed.

One day, as he was lounging in the living room, one of his sisters approached him; Maeve, who was always relatively calm, was in visible distress, tears starting to well up in her eyes. "Can I rant to you for a moment?" She asked, voice shaking.

Ren moved his legs off the sofa, motioning with his hand for her to sit.

The girl took a deep breath. "I really messed up and said something awful to Heimidall and I... What should I do?"

Ren listened, face calm as he waited for his sister to finish talking. His hands moved gracefully as he signed the phrase ‘take a breath’ before he placed Maeve's hand on his chest and took an exaggerated breath for her to copy. Once she had calmed down, his hands moved again. ‘We are family. You are sorry. He will understand.’

The girl wiped her tears and smiled at her brother before tackling him into a hug. "Thank you," she said. "You always know exactly what to say." Ren smiled teasingly at her poor choice of words before he was met with a pillow being slammed in his face. “You know what I mean!” She exclaimed.

Ren shrugged, taking the pillow and placing it behind his head, lying down and giving Maeve a thumbs up. He hadn’t always been this calm, but it was always pleasant to see how he could help others with it.

BROOM RACER no BROOM RACER no BROOM RACER no

STATS stamina 5 | evasion 3 | strength 7 wisdom 10 | arc power 6 | accuracy 5

Code by Draven Mirador

Is your character a Broom Racer? NO.

Is your character a Quidditch Player? NO.

Is your character a Duelist? NO.

Stats:
Stamina: 5
Evasion: 3
Strength: 6
Wisdom: 10
ArcPower: 6
Accuracy: 5
STA 05 | EVA 03 | STR 06 | WIS 10 | ARC 06 | ACC 05


Abilities: Calming Presence.

Reducio

There was something about Ren Willow-Saito that just made him so easy to be around. Perhaps it was his silence, or perhaps it was simply just a part of the child's disposition but he seemed to have a rather calming presence.
Of course, things weren’t always this way; there was once a time when even the slightest thing could have set the child off, the constant change in his life as he jumped between foster families, the worry of his discovery of the magical world, etc…
But soon, the worry just stopped. Ren had grown so used to having his own feet kicked out from under him, so used to the constant changes that kept appearing in his life, that eventually he learned to find comfort amidst the chaos.
At first, it was a cause for concern for many; the relaxed state of which the child was perpetually in at every given moment, despite everything that unfolded around him. A foster child, bouncing around from family to family, eventually coming to live in a house with four other children - all of which were incredibly rowdy and excitable - as well as two immensely different witches that at times could be a little bit overbearing; yet Ren remained calm and relaxed through everything. He no longer saw the point in worrying over things of the future, instead preferring to simply live in the moment.
Eventually, those around him grew used to his silent peace; his newly found family growing fond of basking in his serenity. His siblings would seek him out to talk about their worries or simply just for the comfort of his presence and in turn Ren would listen attentively and provide a strong hug when needed.

One day, as he was lounging in the living room, one of his sisters approached him; Maeve, who was always relatively calm, was in visible distress, tears starting to well up in her eyes. "Can I rant to you for a moment?" She asked, voice shaking.

Ren moved his legs off the sofa, motioning with his hand for her to sit.

The girl took a deep breath. "I really messed up and said something awful to Heimidall and I... What should I do?"

Ren listened, face calm as he waited for his sister to finish talking. His hands moved gracefully as he signed the phrase ‘take a breath’ before he placed Maeve's hand on his chest and took an exaggerated breath for her to copy. Once she had calmed down, his hands moved again. ‘We are family. You are sorry. He will understand.’

The girl wiped her tears and smiled at her brother before tackling him into a hug. "Thank you," she said. "You always know exactly what to say." Ren smiled teasingly at her poor choice of words before he was met with a pillow being slammed in his face. “You know what I mean!” She exclaimed.

Ren shrugged, taking the pillow and placing it behind his head, lying down and giving Maeve a thumbs up. He hadn’t always been this calm, but it was always pleasant to see how he could help others with it.

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