Name: Ryota Adams
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Race: Demon
Appearance:
Ryota
Personality: He has a stubborn streak and a very short temper sometimes. He's talkative, but not too often and only with subjects he likes. Hates to be contained for too long thus why he took up the assignment to Earth.
Other: He has fire and lightning abilities, though he's stronger with fire. Doesn't use them much though since he's supposed to act 'human.'
A young man wearing a fedora hat covering part of his blond hair and golden eyes was making his way along the sidewalk along with many other people, yet he seemed to have a slightly menacing air around him, thus why a couple of people stepped around him. Ryota looked around the streets as he walked to the corner store, eyes scoping the view. Since he was running out of food, he thought he should actually go and buy something before he starved. He felt that today was a good day to walk for some reason, so he took his coat to protect himself from the cold winds of the city and was off down the crowded side walk. This also gave him the chance to observe the lives of the people here. Honestly, he felt that they were all not worth saving and deserved to be bumped off. While there were some who did deserve to live, there were about twenty more to that one human. The odds weren't in their favor. At least in his book.
There was crime and poverty around, since the city, and most of the world was recovering from their last war. So far though, New York was doing a very good job to get ahead in life and leave their worries behind. Sometimes to the extreme. The women seemed to be getting more daring these days, their clothes more revealing and their attitudes becoming more independent. And there was also the fact that the humans were intent on destroying each other. Sadly, it hadn't succeeded and here he was now. Trying to figure out if the place was worth saving. Also to get away from his 'home.' With a slight sigh he glanced down to his coat pocket and made sure he still had his money. He'd almost lost it one time due to a pick-pocket who though they'd be slick to try and steal from him. Now he was a tad more wary with his money.