Agent 12
Kanoa
- Classification: Supe
- Alignment: Anti-Hero
- Origin: After pickpocketing of one their members as a teen, he was brought into the S.A.M. organization to become one of its many members placed all around the globe. He eventually advanced to becoming one of the elite members of the agency.
- Ethnicity: Laotian
Physical Description
Special abilities
- Blending In - Through his training at the S.A.M Agency he can perfectly blend in anywhere on earth. His knowledge of language, cultures, mannerisms and prosthetics allow him to hide in plain sight.
- Combat Training
- Firearms Training
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Kanoa was a child raising himself in Laos, he never knew his parents. He thinks they might've passed due to some illness or another. He has no one to ask about them either, because for as long as he can remember he was passed from one adult to the next. Always forced to work in some way, fishing, farming and sometimes even construction. But a lot of kids he knew were in the same predicament, some dropping out of school voluntarily to work. So he didn't think of the work negatively in that sense, he just knew he had no desire to spend his life in the fields.
When he turned ten and he was being sold off yet again, he managed to steal the money that was used to buy him while packing his things. He often snuck away to steal things, but he never could never find much money until today. It still wasn't much, but it was enough to buy himself something from the market for once. The woman who bought him was extremely nice and dotting, and unusually clean. Most who bought his services were just as dirty as him, just needing an extra hand on the farm or something. She did not belong on any farm and he wondered what could he possibly do for her.
She took him to a hotel a few hours away. It was the nicest place he'd ever been, and he was relieved at the thought of working inside for once. She took him to a room and had him wait while she met someone. He snuck out soon after to take a look around his new job. He saw her bring more boys his age to the rooms of older men, and ushered them in after some quick conversation. He got curious, and slightly opened the doors of first rooms. His eyes widened and he slammed it shut. Running away he snatched a small decorative vase and bashed it on the woman's knee as he sped past her. Snatching her purse as he fled out of the hotel.
After 5 years pickpocketing on the streets, he became and practiced thief. He saw an oblivious mark, an Indian man on vacation who looked ripe for the taking. After following him for a few streets, he made his move when he walked down an empty alley. With a little misdirection and finesse he managed get away with an empty wallet. While eating an hour later, the man he stole from was unexpectedly doing the same, right next to him. He congratulated him on his skill, and asked him if he liked to steal more than an empty wallet.
Fast forward 5 more years. 5 more years of combat training, intense schooling on various world subjects, cultural studies, firearms training, voice coaching, and various other skills to make him slip in and out undetected. He became more than just a thief with a growling stomach, he became a nearly undetectable spy in service of the S.A.M agency.
When he turned ten and he was being sold off yet again, he managed to steal the money that was used to buy him while packing his things. He often snuck away to steal things, but he never could never find much money until today. It still wasn't much, but it was enough to buy himself something from the market for once. The woman who bought him was extremely nice and dotting, and unusually clean. Most who bought his services were just as dirty as him, just needing an extra hand on the farm or something. She did not belong on any farm and he wondered what could he possibly do for her.
She took him to a hotel a few hours away. It was the nicest place he'd ever been, and he was relieved at the thought of working inside for once. She took him to a room and had him wait while she met someone. He snuck out soon after to take a look around his new job. He saw her bring more boys his age to the rooms of older men, and ushered them in after some quick conversation. He got curious, and slightly opened the doors of first rooms. His eyes widened and he slammed it shut. Running away he snatched a small decorative vase and bashed it on the woman's knee as he sped past her. Snatching her purse as he fled out of the hotel.
After 5 years pickpocketing on the streets, he became and practiced thief. He saw an oblivious mark, an Indian man on vacation who looked ripe for the taking. After following him for a few streets, he made his move when he walked down an empty alley. With a little misdirection and finesse he managed get away with an empty wallet. While eating an hour later, the man he stole from was unexpectedly doing the same, right next to him. He congratulated him on his skill, and asked him if he liked to steal more than an empty wallet.
Fast forward 5 more years. 5 more years of combat training, intense schooling on various world subjects, cultural studies, firearms training, voice coaching, and various other skills to make him slip in and out undetected. He became more than just a thief with a growling stomach, he became a nearly undetectable spy in service of the S.A.M agency.
Employment
- S.A.M Agency