Wag your tail and the world wags with you. Howl at the moon, and the neighbor throws a shoe.
Open and gregarious, Rakka makes friendships easily. Footloose and independent, he holds the sort of confidence only seen in individuals who can and have lived entirely off of the environment, free of obligation. Though independent, he is in no way shape or form a 'lone wolf' type. Instead, he is exceedingly warm, affectionate, and generous. Never adverse to hard work, he'll pick up jobs if the fancy strikes him, and he's exceedingly loyal to anyone he decides to attach himself to.
Rakka carries around a mid-sized duffel bag filled with what possessions he feels are necessary, which is a good deal less than what the average person considers necessary.
Rakka is the younger of a set of twin brothers, who were born in urban slums to indeterminate parentage. Abandoned in toddler-hood, they were abandoned again at the age of five, sold by their caretaker's drug dealer to a child labor ring. After an incident revealed the nature of their Talent, they were requisitioned by their boss' boss into the pit fighting ring by the age of eight, where they were trained by a combination of brutal lessons and need to survive into highly successful child fighters. After an unsuccessful attempt to run away at age ten, they came into the awareness of a particular group of unethical Talent researchers, where their Talents were put to the test in more regulated pit fighting battles, where they received further fighting and martial arts training. At age fourteen, they were given the opportunity to take part in a more coordinated, and ultimately more successful "jailbreak" effort, after which they faced the depressing reality that they would be much less identifiable if they ran solo, than in a twinset. In New New Orleans, they split up. Rakka has not seen his brother in person since, though they had remained in brief but regular contact up until five years ago.
Upon splitting up with his brother, Rakka gravitated to the southern countryside, and ended up on a small farm run by a late middle-aged man and his sweet-tempered wife. Under their gentle guidance, Rakka learned how to do many physical, craft-related labors, his favorite being carpentry. While he had learned rudimentary literacy and math in the fighting rings, he was able to continue and expand his education while on the farm, where he stayed until he was seventeen, when the farmer had a stroke, and was relieved of his labors by an adult son who Rakka did not have the best relationship with. Rakka began his travels at this point, wandering all over the country and occasionally out of it, never staying more than a maximum of a year in any one location. He became a proficient Jack of all Trades and a master of the bohemian lifestyle of living on almost no money at all, since he did not have the sort of identification required to open a bank account, acquire a credit card, or start a mortgage. At the same time, he actively keeps away from the underworld as much as possible, not wanting to encounter anyone who might remember him and somehow connect the adult to the child. Though he no longer fights unless he has to, he keeps up his training and condition, fearing the worst and expecting the past to come back and bite him someday, especially given the mysterious silence from his vanished twin.