"Is life so dear or peace so sweet as to be purchased
at the price of chains and slavery?

~Patrik Henry

Age: 13
Height: 4'3"
Eye: Hazel
Hair: Black
Appearance: 3
Demeanor: Loner
Occupation: Gang Member
Residence: Homeless

Obvious Merits:
Blush of Health

Plot Hooks:
Chinatown - Generally Syaoran may be found here.
Wah Ching - A mule for the gang often making deliveries for them.

Standing at a mere 4'3" in height with a small thin frame. The baby-fat of childhood has all but been burned away from the lad as he nears adolescence though small there is little signs of malnutrition, his skin showing all the signs of health. An hazel eye is visible through the his unruly raven colored hair. Only the left eye is visible, with the right remaining unseen behind the unwashed long raven colored hair.

The youth's attire appears to be second hand clothes at best, though from the wear upon it one may easily infer it has been passed around more than a few time before being worn by the occupant. His clothing lacks any logos upon it. Covering his torso is a dark blue long sleeved t-shirt with hood. The shirt several sizes to large from him hangs from his frame, covering up his hands by a good five or six inches. Over this he wears a simply black windbreaker. On the right breast of the windbreaker there are signs a logo once stood there but has long since been removed. Like the lad's shirt the jacket is several sizes to large hanging down to his knees. Covering his lower half is a pair of loose fitting cargo pants. They hang a little off the lad hanging from his hips rather than his weight. The over-sized garment pooled at his feet. Upon his feet he wears a generic pair of sneakers.

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