Gino Reisi

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[attr="class","smallinfoboxyakidark"]First glance, Gino is quiet and keeps to himself, the one who stays at the side of the room and studies others instead of jumping into conversations and making himself known. He's a bit awkward and stiff at first when you talk to him, not sure how to start out conversations or anything of the sort, but that doesn't mean at all that he's not a fun guy to talk to. A few sentences in, and one will hear witty banter and smooth words from Gino's mouth, so deadpan and out of nowhere that sometimes people stare at him just to reaffirm that it was in fact him that said those words. Gino takes a moment to get going, but he is undeniably someone good with his words, often spouting out memorable things that will keep one either sobbing or eternally amused. 

He sucks at anything emotional though, so if you try to get him to talk about those, it'll be painfully awkward enough to make you want to cry inside.

Indifferent to people as a whole, he only gives the time of day to those he deems interesting, comfortably involving them in the dark and confusing humor he finds amusing himself. He does things more because they're interesting more than because they're right; Gino has some extremely questionable morals, and it is to be mused upon whether or not he honestly cares about the people he helps out. (Because he's also one who would shoot someone without batting an eye, someone who would cause chaos without any regrets just for the sole reason that it would relieve his boredom, someone who'd systematically and emotionlessly ruin anyone who fucks with him.) 

While he does like challenges and debates, Gino's not exactly competitive. Gino's more interesting in the theories on how to get somewhere and the end results than the people he's competing with. Gino likes knowledge, wants to learn all he can and amass his own library of facts about everything he can so he can use it for another time. He's really quite the intelligent guy, one just fails to realize that with his short temper- After all, the very act of wearing neon irks him to no extent, to the point where he'd happily shoot someone for it. But, speaking honestly, if you piss him off, he's likely to retaliate back but be thinking completely logically and rationally on how to do so once he gets past his "shoot first ask later" quirk.

Tbh, he's just recyclable trash who likes dinosaurs and shooting people.

[attr="class","smallinfoboxyakidark"]Gino has grown up using guns, and he loves them to an unhealthy degree. Given that guns are not allowed on school grounds though, it is a good thing that Gino has other ways of fighting. He’s someone closely acquainted with the SPEAR system, a style of fighting which uses the person’s reflex action in threatening situations as a defense. Gino’s best with countering attacks and using the force of them against his opponent.

Strengths: Gino is best with a gun, in fact, he’s exceptional at gun use. But something that stemmed from that that can be used in a fight is this; kinetic vision. Gino’s kinetic vision is amazing, and with it, he can easily see one’s moves. He’s intelligent and knows how to use his surroundings in a battle, and has good reflexes from years of being on edge.

Weaknesses: He’s a counter fighter for one, and he’s terrible at striking first. He’s often too indifferent to outcomes when it doesn’t involve him, something that tends to frustrate people. Gino would also abandon those he doesn’t care about without remorse, and just has a problem with dealing with too many people as a whole.

[attr="class","smallinfoboxyakidark"]Gino is the son of the mafia, of the Riesi mafia, illustrious and infamous in Italy, known to be one of the big famiglias who have power at their fingertips and cause fear with every step they take. He was born from the Don Teodoro Riesi and his wife Sora Takahara, a woman Teodoro met and fell in love with during the month he was in Asia for business.

All Gino's known in life is danger at every corner.

His first lucid memory is when he was three, of bad people taking him away and his father decimating them when his mother finally picked him up. ("Gino, darling, close your eyes and your ears for me, okay? Your papa is going to make the baddies pay for taking you away.") He doesn't remember much else from that age as he was too young, but he does remember warm smiles from his parents along with tight hugs, the cold of being taken away too many times and the feel of metal against his skin.

His parents may have given him loads of unconditional love, but that didn't stop him from becoming twisted and almost sociopathic with the amount of blood he saw spilled and the amount of deaths too large to count. He'd be a good mafia boss though, his dad would muse almost bitterly, because a Gino growing up was more interesting in keeping his family safe than making new friends, in how to shoot a gun rather than play with toys.

Gino's only experience with normal was a few months in which Sora had taken her son into a rural village in China so they could hide away. (Something dangerous was going on at home, and Teodoro didn't want his family in the midst of it.) There, he made his first friend- A girl named Ira, who he sassed with and played with, whom he gave her a red scarf as a belated birthday present because he didn't know what else to give her.

He had to leave of course, back to Italy, and the only thing that really displeases him is how he was dragged back home without a chance to say goodbye.

It was fine though, because his mom promised him she'd track down Ira so they could meet again.

Shame that they were too busy with mafia work to track her down again, both Sora and Teodoro and even Gino, who was too occupied learning the ways of the trade, too concerned with the present because people kept betraying and leaving and dying and killing and Gino... He was stuck in the middle of everything, and it... Really sucked, to put it gently.

What really made everything go to hell was the day his mother was murdered by another mafia family. (It was gruesome, a thing for nightmares, and the only solace Gino had was that his mother fought fiercely and brought down so many before she fell herself.)

From that day on, war raged in the underground of Italy, escalated to the point that Teodoro sent his son away to America to keep him safe. (Despite the boy's protests.)

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Day one of America; Gino, suffering from jetlag, sees a man wearing neon catcalling a lady who obviously wasn’t appreciating it. It was already sunny, the neon making it worse on his eyes, the disgusting suggestions from the man grating his ears, and Gino did the one thing he was always glad to do.

He took out the gun he smuggled across the flight, and shot him in the leg.

It happened a few more times, because honestly, Gino was appalled with some of the behavior of these Americans- And before he knew it, he was sitting across from a government official, and they were telling him about PHS #552, now in California.

“No, I'd rather not.” “We’re not giving you a choice.” “I’ll shoot you.” “Okay, kid, where the hell are you getting these guns?”