Mr. Po remained silent and unobtrusive, paying his respects from the peripheral. He was a man of average height, maybe an inch or so too tall to be average, slender but not quite thin, and has abyss-like brown eyes that seemed to be closer to black. He was bald and had no facial hair at all. His face was chiseled and his cheekbones were a little high, making his age a bit difficult to tell.

He wore black. All black. A little snug in the arms, particularly the shoulders and wrists, waist, and ankles, and then a little loose everywhere else.

When being the Ninja, Mr. Po becomes Black. He wears a black hood. His chest gets covered in a double layered black leather vest. His shins and forearms get thick leather greeves and brackets, also black, but rippled with iron studs. His sword hangs from a silk belt on his right hip, a numchuck gets tucked under the belt against the small of his back, and shuriken hide themselves all over the place under careful folds of his gi.