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Name: Satoru Yamada
Age: Twenty nine
Sex: Male
Home Continent: Asia, Osaka

Line Bank: 23

Appearance: Satoru currently stands around 5'10" and weighs approximately 169 lbs. There are some oddities about him such as his white hair and very pale skin, but mainly his entire body since it looks like or is often mistaken for a combat suit when it's actually his own body. While it is his real physical form, it does also double as a combat suit; enhancing his agility, strength and stealth. His eyes are that of a sky blue, though are often hidden behind the visor of his head gear. Sometimes he'll wear clothes, usually a coat of sorts only, but on special occasions, Satoru will dress fully. Otherwise, there's usually no need for him to wear clothing.

Personality: Satoru has always been a level headed person and likes to think before he leaps in most situations, believing those who make rash decisions come up with poor or even dreadful results. Another thing he brought with him from his younger years is determination. Once the soldier starts or works on an assignment, he becomes set and focused on finishing it no matter what. While on duty or in the bureau, he might carry a passive expression most of the time, but only because he takes his work very seriously. Outside of business though, he might seem less on edge and possibly even carry a casual smile. Once he gets to know someone more, he's more open and social, caring a great deal about his friends and saving others in need. That can sometimes bring disagreement with his peers though, mainly those who put the mission first instead of their comrades. Inheriting a high amount of patience, Satoru can deal with most annoying if not problematic folk. It would take a lot to irritate or annoy him and if you do, you're probably going to regret it.


Bio: Satoru was born an only child to Katashi and Hitomi Yamada, both of his parents being B.A.I.T.R.s and teaching him many things as a child. They wanted the best life possible for their son and did anything to try and retain it. As he grew older, Satoru wanted to make something great of himself and mankind alike in the hardships that the world was undergoing. Pursuing a life of his own at a young age, he had a set career in becoming a technician and was working his hardest to reach his goal; almost living a normal life. Unfortunately, all good things don't last. Osaka was usually well protected, that is until it was overcome from an A.I. Core invasion one day. During evacuation, Satoru called his parents to know whether they were home or posted somewhere in helping citizens vacate homes. They were stationed in their own city and when he arrived, he saw a vast number of families being escorted from their homes and shortly found his mother and father in the mix of people. Everyone was well on their way until a wave of A.I. Cores broke through B.A.I.T.R.s defenses and ambushed the crowd. It was complete chaos. Everyone went into a panic and any sort of attempted order was futile in the heat of battle. There just weren't enough B.A.I.T.R.s and the number in Cores seemed almost endless. Things were getting too chaotic where they had to leave Katashi behind; much to Hitomi's reluctance as wished to stay behind to help her husband, but did as she was forcibly commanded and lead the group of people they gathered through the city to where there was a safe zone that had choppers flying people out to ships at sea for Kamikatsu. Other people made it there so there was a wait since only so many that could be boarded on the helicopters at a time.

While waiting for the next one to come, Satoru couldn't believe they had just abandoned his father. He himself almost wanted to go back and look for him, but what good would he be? He had no training in fighting Cores, much less even owning a Code Core. The anguish his mother hid behind her face pained him to witness, obviously feeling the same way he did. All of a sudden, more screams could be heard, a core managing to sneak into the safe zone. Although, it was already in quite a disarray from previous open fire. Why it had been so persistent in breaking through, Satoru wasn't sure. It wasn't long before it's purpose became clear, setting off a timer to self destruct. Even as B.A.I.T.R.s attempted to distract or lure it away, it wasn't so easily tempted. So they worked as fast as they could in either disarming it or dismantling the Core. While succeeding with the latter, the bomb itself was still intact as it beeped faster in warning. Everyone ran as far as they could from it or hid behind any sort of wall that would protect them, including Satoru. Just as Hitomi and the other B.A.I.T.R.s were withdrawing, she fell to the ground. An arm attached to the Core's half upper body latched onto her, not letting go at all. The beeping was getting even more frantic, nobody going in to help Hitomi to which had shocked Satoru. He wasn't going to stand by this time as he "borrowed" a blade from a B.A.I.T.R and rushed in. Slicing the Core's wrist, his mother was free and the two made a run for it. The Core saw this then gave a final beep, creating a mass explosion that sent the two flying several feet. Pushing his mother in front of him, he never released his hold on her and acted as a shield that unfortunately caused him severe burns and a number of flesh wounds from debris that came from the Core. He was in so much pain that all he could remember were the horrified cries of his mother before blacking out.

When Satoru regained full consciousness several months later, he saw he was in a hospital room. His body felt heavy, attempting to move and as he lifted his hand did he pause. It wasn't. . .his hand. Following down the length of his arm, it was the same non flesh tone and before he could break out into a panic, nurses soon came in, followed by a doctor and everything had been explained. They were in Shanghai and his mother had apparently begged and offered every penny she had to save her only son. Upon testing and experimentation was he given an artificial body. His previous was just so impaired, including the end result of amputation to each one of his arms and legs. At first, he was only going to receive a replacement bionic arm and leg, but as already stated, his entire physique was in horrible shape where his organs wouldn't have lasted much longer after the accident. After some more time had passed in recovery and therapy, Satoru then made a request to the doctor and his mother. He wanted the doctor to custom build his body similar to a combat suit, intending to join B.A.I.T.R after undergoing more alterations and specialized training.