Takeshi is an older Japanese man, his black hair given to white streaks long ago.  Though he is aged, looking in his late 40s, he seems to have a vigor of half his years.  He has a hard face, constantly looking around as if he thinks his shadow is on fire.  His grey-yellow eyes have a harsh look in them, as if he is sizing up whoever is in his look.  He often mutters to himself, and his hands are constantly move, either shifting the staff at his hands or playing with bits of paper.


A companion that often is seen in his room when he is not there is a solid black fox with a red crest at his head and chest.  Oddly enough his eyes seem to have the same harsh look that Takeshi's does.