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Li Yoang

"Can't we just go?"

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a character in “Avatar: Traversing Fates”, as played by RainbowFace

Description

Li Yoang.
[left]Image


Role: Earthbender

Gender: Female
Nickname(s)/Alias(es): NiNi,
Age: 17
Love Interest: As of right now, nobody.

Appearance: You can usually find Li with a calm look apon her face. Her skin is a soft cream colour, her hair, a rusty red. She likes to pull it up into a loose bun, leaving her bangs to hang over her face. Her eyes are an odd mixture of Red and Brown, are are quite large compaired to the rest of her featues. Her eyes are quite wide, giving her a innocent appearance.
Preferred Clothing: Li can normally be found wearing a loose, dark green dress , with a pair of baggy, brown trousers underneith. She prefers to walk around barefoot, as she hates shoes with a passion

Height: 5'2
Weight: 122 Pounds
Hair Color: Rust Red
Eye Color: Red/Brown

Personality: Li is very....hard to describe. One minute, she can be super excited, and fierce. Another minute, she can be silent, and feeling horrid. Nevertheless, Li gives off a certain...aura, that can't exactly be discribed. She has a soft exterior, a quiet girl, who is rarely willing to fight for what she belives in. But on the inside, she is a fierce warrior, with a horrid temper, willing to snap at the smallest thing (Though this side of her rarely comes out.)
Due to her meek apearance, she is often looked down apon, much to her distaste. She is also very stubborn, and is slow to follow orders. Her way of life is very simple, and she relies on her powers greatly, as they are a part of her daily routine.


Oddities: She often bites her thumb nail when nervous, a habit she recieved from her father.
She also has a horrid habit of talking to herself. She often thinks herself crazy for it.

Likes:
~ Candles,
~ Fluffy Things,
~Forests,
Dislikes: Loud, Obnoxious People
~Excessive amounts of yelling (It gives her headaches)
~Headaches
Hobbies: Practicing her bending powers.


Fears/Phobia(s): She is terribly afraid of dying (Thougth she'd never admit it)

Skills/Talents:
LI is exceptionally intelligent, thought she doesn't flaunt her skill.
She is also a skilled gymnest, having been training since a young age.

Preferred Weapon: Her hands. If needed, she will use the small dagger strapped to her hip/

Fighting Style: She relies greatly on her Bending powers for fighting, and is very skilled in using them.

Personal History: Li grew up with her Mother and younger sister, in a small hut, in a small hut, in a tiny village. Her mother was the towns baker, and the whole town knew Li and her little sister. As a child, she was used to hard work, and appricates it now, as she doesn't expect others to do her work. Li's mother was a stern woman, with a warm heart, only supplying her children with the esscentials, allowing them to live their own lives.
By the time she was 12, Li knew how to cook, clean, sew, and several other things. She has a certain...knack for reading, and enjoyed reading in her spare time (And still does). She loved her sister terribly, but she died a few years prior.
Li taught herself how to bend, as her mother was a Non-Bender. Of course, she also had some help for the villages other benders. Her sister trained with her sometimes, but she wasn't as advanced as Li is. Even though Li is the oldest, she always somewhat...admired her younger sister, for she never had a pessamistic comment to make, and was constantly happy with life. Li wouldn't admit it, but she sometimes wished that her personality was more like her sisters'.


Theme Song: Neutral Milk Hotel - Holland 1945
The only girl I've ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes
But then they buried her alive
One evening 1945
With just her sister at her side
And only weeks before the guns
All came and rained on everyone
Now she's a little boy in Spain
Playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun
All sing to say my dream has come

But now we must pack up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And now we ride the circus wheel
With your dark brother wrapped in white
Says it was good to be alive
But now he rides a comet's flame
And won't be coming back again
The Earth looks better from a star
That's right above from where you are
He didn't mean to make you cry
With sparks that ring and bullets fly
On empty rings around your heart
The world just screams and falls apart

But now we must pack up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And here's where your mother sleeps
And here is the room where your brothers were born
Indentions in the sheets
Where their bodies once moved but don't move anymore
And it's so sad to see the world agree
That they'd rather see their faces fill with flies
All when I'd want to keep white roses in their eyes


Other: Li's little sister died when Li was 12.

So begins...

Li Yoang's Story

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-Li Yoang-


Li leaned lazily against the wooden counter, head in hand. She was sleeping on the job...again. She stuttered out a small snore, elbow slowly slipping of the counter. She didn't hear her boss coming up behind her, a scown on her lips.

"Li!" The woman shreaked, slamming her palm against the counter. Li jerked her head up, a yell escaping from her lips. "What? What?!" Li paused, seeing it was just her boss. Li was grateful the small Tea shop was empty.

"Oh...Hi Mrs.Bering...I can explain." Li muttered, casting her gaze to the ground. This kind of thing was a natural accorance, and her boss was obviously sick of it. Mrs.Bering wasn't one to get angry. Actually, she was pretty level headed towards Li, but this was the final straw. Between the breaking of dishes, and constantly falling alseep on the job, her boss was on the verge of fireing Li.

"Okay! Please, explain." Mrs.Bering asked, crossing her arms and shifting her hip out. Li bit her lip, wracking her brain for an excuse.

"I...uh...well..." Li clamped her mouth shut, eyes widening slightly. Her boss smirked, a smug expression apon on her face. "I thought so." Bering said, uncrossing her arms.

"Look, Li. You need to shape up." She whispered, leaning in close towards Li. "Y-Yes Mam'!" Li said, throwing her hand up a salute. Bering smiled, white teeth shining.


"Don't get sarcastic. Now, run out to Yun's and pick me up some flour. I'm almost out." And with that, Li's boss dropped a few coins on the counter, and shuffled away, long dress skimming the flour. Li sighed, hand going up to her hair. Her boss was always sending her out to do jobs that didn't even relate to the work they did. Another sigh escaped her lips, and Li walked out the store of the small shop, coins in hand. She was soon walking down the crowded streets Omashu, dodging people and vendors, her destination in reach. Well, at least it was if somebody hadn't run into her.

"Oof!" Li grunted, looking up to see her attacker. She was greeted by the sight of a beautiful girl, one whom seemed to be in a very] uncomfortable clothing style.

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~Ezra Galenko~

Ezra blinked awake in the bright morning sunlight. He lay against the outside wall of a small tea shop, inside a small alley. He had nothing on him, spare a few throwing knives concealed in his sleeves and a small water canteen that he kept near him at all times. Ezra had arrived in Omashu the previous morning, and, confused and overwhelmed by the bustling city, fallen asleep in the first quiet place he could find.

He felt out of place here, and had noticed several odd-looking strangers staring at him the previous night. After all, his pale eyes and shaggy white hair stood out terribly against the round, dark eyes and silky black hair of the Earth Kingdom citizens. He was hungry and tired, but very confused in the bustling city setting that now surrounded him. Ezra stood up, giving his arms a stretch, and stumbled into the streets, weaving his way through the people, going nowhere in particular. He was a stranger in a strange land, only looking for some food, shelter, or maybe some help.

He wandered into a dusty, busty road filled with people. He saw a short, dirty man juggling and various booths selling fruits, vegetables, and other items that Ezra had never seen before. A mother dragged her children by, who gazed oddly at Ezra. A band of laughing girls with an excessive amount of makeup waved and whistled at him. Several loud merchants tried to pull him aside, but he thoroughly ignored them.

Ezra coughed as he walked by a wheat and flour vendor, and stumbled in surprise as two young women collided a few feet in front of him. He blushed and muttered an apology to several angry people who had to walk around him. Now was his chance to witness an interaction between city strangers. He backed into a corner, near enough to here the girls' reaction.

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Moving through the crowds of the market place, a black cloaked figure was going about, almost like a ghost through the crowds of people that were just having their normal lives. People either ignored the stranger or looked in either worry or confusion as to who it was underneath the cloak. As the figure walked along, he remembers what was told to him a few days ago, back at "home".
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In a darkened meeting room, several figures sit among the seats of the table looking at what could be seen of one another through the shadowed hall. One finally spokes up, opening a scroll for all to see.
"Well, bros, we've done it. We received word from our Fire Nation friend"that they'll accept us among their forces if we can succeed in one task for them to prove our worth."
"One task? why does this smell fishy?" Another replied to the statement, easy to notice the tone of distrust in this "deal" they got into.
"Hey come on, you can't expect to get invited into the party without proving you can handle it. Hehehe" A third one chuckled as he gives a faint grin, leaning forward only enough to show his grinning in the dim light in the center of that table.
"Well, whether it's a lie or not, we first have to do this to find out. What is this task they want us to do as proof?" A fourth voice speaks out, sounding like the "reason" among this group of people.
The first figure speaks up once again, "Finding a certain lost Fire Nation girl that has been missing it seems. According to the details, she's a pretty important chick."
"We have to go hunting for some little brat? THAT'S their test?!" The second figure yells, feeling insulted by the challenge they are meant to do.
The fourth figure speaks up to calm him down. "Now calm down. That just shows that they lack trust in our capabilities. We'll simply show them what we can do with this simple task. That will be enough rubbing into their faces for us to do."
The second figure settles down in his chair, calming down to the fourth one's reason. "Fine...then I'm guessing we'll be sending our Demon out to bring her in?"
"No doubt! That will really show them we've got what it takes to be brought in haha." The third figure leans back as he enjoys the idea now.

The 4 figures all turn to look in the same direction, at the figure of someone sitting down by the wall of the meeting hall. Almost as if he was called to in his mind, he stood up once they all looked at him and stepped forward, speaking out. "So....this means I'll be out for a Hunt?"

The fourth figure nods, "Indeed. Your the best at it. Find this girl so we can gain the trust of the Fire Nation." Tossing him a rolled up sheet. He catches it, slowly opens it to look at the picture. "...So..this is the girl...."
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In his head, he repeats what he read on the name of the girl he would have to track down, "...Xue Yi Song..."

The moment he said that name in his head, he heard a faint commotion to his side, turning to peer at it's direction, seeing two girls having bumped into one another within the crowds. As he watched, he noticed that one of them looked familiar as it took him a few seconds to realize who she was. "....I found her..." He mutters to himself as he begins to walk forward, toward the two girls. A black cloaked figure heading toward the exact location the two girls were at. He didn't really much care if someone saw him heading toward them right now. He had his target in his sights and he was only a few seconds from ending his Hunt.

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Omashu.......the place where he was born. Sin had not been there in a long time. A part of him said too long, yet another said not long enough. He still had very mix thoughts on how he should actually feel about that place. But, that was neither here nor there. The fact of the matter was he had been walking from place to place, trying to span the world, and Omashu was the next stop on his list. He wouldn't worry about it....for now. Now, all he had to worry about was getting through the gate. He was currently on his crutch, with his prosthetic limbs stored neatly away in his bag. They helped a lot, but sometimes his stumps got sore. As he approached the gate, he was stopped by a guard. "Halt, what is your business in Omashu?" Sin stopped and looked the man up and down. He was well toned and his face was clean of any scars. His chest was puffed out in an authoritative manner, threatening to damage the near perfect quality of his uniform. Sin also noticed scuff marks on the mans shoes. It was apparent to him that this man was an earth bender, giving him an undeserved air of superiority, and had also never seen actual combat. He seemed like the kind of man who had been in a few fist fights and bender brawls to believe that he had seen real combat. Sin could tell by his eyes that he had never taken another person's life, he could tell because he didn't look dead inside. Sin could tell this guy got kicks out of pushing the weak around....I mean, it was his job to be an asshole.

Sin stood himself up a little straighter and looked him right in the eye, a smarmy grin spread on his face. "I'm here as an assassin for the Fire Nation to kill the king.....but don't tell anyone." Sin said, his voice overflowing sarcasm. The guard got a very disgruntled look on his face. "Heh, very funny. We have special cells reserved for guys as funny as you." The guard said in his most superior tone. The smile on his face grew. "Wow, good one. How long have you been waiting to use that one? Did you file that one under 'Snarky Amputee's'?" The guard behind the talky one snickered. The other guard spun around and glared at him. The snickering guard stopped snickering, then gave him a shrug. "Sho, he's a cripple. Let's just let him in." The guard, who's name was apparently Sho, glared for a bit at Sin, then looked away. "Tch, fine, go in." Sin just smiled at him. "Than you, kindly." He gave him a tip of his hat, and hobbled past him into the city.

Sin wandered around for a bit, trying to find a good spot to practice his craft. He hobbled through the crowds, people made way for him and gave him stares ranging from pity to disgust. He didn't really care, who were these people to him but faces in a crowd? Who cares what they thought of him? He kept trudging on until he came upon what looked like a rather busy market place. It looked different since he had last been here. He was 9 and was with his sister and mother. He remembered his sister pleading him for a peach, tugging at his clothes. He had money from his birthday which was a few days back. He had already spent most of it, and didn't have much left. He ended up buying her a peach........and she spit it up a few seconds later. He laughed at the memory of the situation. He then felt a hollow pain ring out in his chest. The pain surged down his left arm.....which was gone. He was getting phantom pains again. He needed to sit down. He saw a choice spot near the main row in between some crates. He sat himself down and pulled out a small wooden bowl. He leaned himself against one of the crates and put his head down, his hat covering his face. He then shook the bowl and occasionally said, "A copper for a veteran?" He occasionally heard jingles in the bowl, so he knew it was working.

After a few minutes, he heard some sort of commotion happening down the way a bit. He peeked over and apparently two young girls had knocked into each other. He looked away again, it was really no concern of his what happened to people in this town. Before he looked completely away, he saw a strange boy watching the two girls, almost looking like he was hiding. He found it odd, but he just continued on panhandling.

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She hit the ground with a rather unpleasant thud, landing right on her side, her left arm caught underneath her body. It did hurt, but she refrained from letting out any noise, silence was better than signaling of any distress or pain. There were a number of people who were aware of whom she was, and the less that realized she was out and about at the moment, the better. But . . . if she made a noise or not, did it really matter since she’d run right into someone? Already, there were onlookers, people who couldn’t resist staring at such a site as two people running into one another, the prospect of a fight or an argument seemed far too great a temptation for many of them to pass on by.

While simply lying against the warm stone pathway of the city, Xue let out a rather soft exhale to steady herself, and the shaking her body had begun to succumb to when she hadn’t realized it. When had that started anyway . . . ? She could hear the far off sounds of hustle and bustle that plagued some street beyond this one while she was quiet, along with the whisperings of the people who had ceased their activities to look on at the scene of herself ramming into another.

”Those clothes of hers . . . aren’t they of the girls who serve General Yu?” A woman spoke softly to another, to someone Xue wasn’t bothering to look up at.

”Yes, I think they are, but those servant girls of his, all of them are souvenirs and living trophies of the victories he’s taken against the Fire Nation in the War. . . .”

”So, she’s Fire Nation?” It was upon that question that many people began to murmur things among themselves; the accusation of her heritage was enough to insight people’s minds into forming a great deal many wonderings.

At even hearing her blood being questioned, it was enough to elicit a response from Xue, though it was not at all a great one. Against the ground, her small body tensed up, and a very unpleasant look dashed across her features, her eyes remaining shut to them all, to the crowd. Yes, she was of the Fire Nation and she was one of Iseul Yu many servant girls, she was a trophy of his victory against her late husband, Qiu Yi Song—one of the men who’d led an assault against the Air Nomads a decade ago. Those facts were not things of which she was proud; her feelings toward them could not have been more opposite. She held a great amount of shame for being born of Fire Nation blood, for bearing the last name of a man who killed so many peaceful people. . . . What the Fire Nation had done—was doing, it truly sickened her. Yet, it was not as if she could do anything to change her lineage, or her past, even know that, Xue couldn’t deny the mounting guilt that she felt beginning to creep into her stomach.

Before anymore could be said of her, or speculated upon, Xue forced herself upright in a manner far too fast. It left her lightheaded and feeling slightly queasy, but she had to get up as fast as she could. Being caught in a crowd of people knowing that she was of Fire Nation, that was bad enough, but if they figured out everything about her, about which trophy of Iseul’s she was, then that was when things would be taking a turn for the truly worse. A vacant expression stayed over Xue’s pallor face as she quickly ascended to her feet, pain nagging at her left side and her diaphragm from when her Mistress had kicked her before. But, with her hands clutching onto the thick skirts of her clothing again, she turned on her heel, hastily opening her lips to utter an apology to the innocent person she’d knocked herself right into.

Seeing it was a girl did nothing to deter her as she was preparing to flee the crowd, Xue apology came out breathily, “I am sorry,” she said quietly before she forced herself to move in her intended direction again, moving through the crowd of onlookers as quickly as she could, averting her eyes from their stares. She was still shaking, and the guilt which had begun slinking into her stomach was making her feel sick—she needed to be alone, solitude. That was what she needed, before it consumed her. Xue didn’t even notice the fact that she’d become teary-eyed as she ran, the thought of her blood and the name she bore, it had gotten to her again.

It was as she managed to round a corner with the pain still getting at her, that she even stopped, reaching a small dirt road in-between buildings that was near desolate, the pathway which would lead her to her sanctuary. . . .

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Li stood up, brushing her trousers off with her hands. Brushing out her hair with her hand, she looked over to the girl again. She reached out a hand to help the girl, but the gesure was refused.

"Hey you ok-" She was cut off by a rush of voices, each message almost identical. 'Servant...General Yue...Fire Nation?' Li raised an eyebrow to the crowd, giving a scowl. The other girl must've heard the whispers too, as her face controted into one of shame and anger. They were surrounded by a large group of people, and Li felt a headache coming on. She looked over to the girl again.

"As I was saying, are you okay?" The girl simply muttered, but mearly ran away into the nearby ally, tears steaking down her face. Li threw her hands up in the air, beginning to walk the other way, when a figure caught her eye. A dash of silver streaked past her, towards the direction of the girl. Li's eyes narrowed once more, and she followed the silver haired figure down the narrow ally.

Li came across the woman again, stopped in the middle of the worn-down pathway. The silver haired man was trailing behind her, a few meters behind. Li frowned slightly, and stepped foward.

"H-Hey! Leave her alone!" She raised a hand, and a small piece of dirt flew through the air, heading for the man's head.

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As both the target girl and the girl she bumped into left the scene from the crowd, the figure almost vanished from within the crowd of people, skilfully moving through the people as he made his way toward where the girl had gone off to.
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In the dirt path that the girl had wandered down in between the buildings, at the moment that the girl would seem to get the attention of some boy that had also followed, the figure stepped in front of her from around another path that connected to this one. The cloaked figure stood silently in front of the girl with out a word at first, until he finally spoke, "...Xue Yi Song...?" Asking her to be sure she was his target. The moment that he would hear that it was her, he would go in to finish his job.

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She stood there, keeping herself silent at last as she noticed that she had been crying. How could she have allowed herself to shed even a single tear before the eyes of others? Of anyone . . . ? The very last thing that she wanted was for anyone to dare see a single expression of emotion upon her, no one needed to know that she felt such things as shame, guilt, and sorrow. Having all think of her as numb, truly, that was easier than others thinking her as weak. If people didn’t think of her as being strong, then they might just, just . . . just what? What would it matter if someone saw her tears now? It was obvious that she was of the Fire Nation, every bit of her appearance gave it away, her dark hair and honey colored eyes, her small frame, and her pallor skin—all of them were dead giveaways toward her heritage.

No matter where it was she could ever go, or try to go, her blood would be clear as day to anyone who set eyes upon her, especially with the war that was going on. Everyone in the world recognized those of Fire Nation blood, with what Sozin had ordered done to the Airbenders. . . . So, what did it matter if she were thought of as a strong girl anymore? Anyone and everyone would just look down upon her regardless of how it was she presented herself, wouldn’t they? The Fire Nation, it was hated, and all of it were as well. Hated, loathed, despised, seen with disgust. . . . That was what she was, she was disgusting. Her blood was the blood of murderers, power-lusting men who saw fit to try to shape the world to their own grand designs when they were but simple mortals.

Although she had never taken a life with her own hands before, there was still blood upon them, the blood of all those killed by her people. Airbenders, Earthbenders, and Waterbenders. . . .

Xue took to wiping at her eyes with the heavy silk sleeves of her robe, trying to dry her tears up so that she could continue on with clear sight. She just needed solitude—to be alone. That was what was necessary for her now; that would remedy her aching heart and soul for the time being. After regaining herself, she could lock it all away, the pain, the guilt she refused to display when her mask was properly fixed upon her face, she it could all be put away for a while yet.
Yes, I just require isolation to gather up my scattered strength, that is all. . . . she thought to herself, wiping at her face once more before a call roused her attention to behind her.

"H-Hey! Leave her alone!" The voice of a girl her age caught hold of her, and it caused Xue to quickly turn upon the heel of her toe-pinching shoes, a look of surprise overlaying her features. A soft gasp came from the girl’s throat when she realized that it was the girl she’d barreled into on the street so soon ago, and she was shouting at a boy carrying silver colored hair, a small stone was being whipped at his head by the girl.

Earthbender, she is an Earthbender. . . . Xue realized, feeling her heart leap into her throat. She had . . . she had run into an Earthbender by accident, and fled without giving a truly proper apology, had she perhaps angered her . . . ? The mere thought of it was enough to cause Xue to feel the urge to run, but before she could even make the attempt, there was a dark blur which Xue was able to see out of the corner of her eye, making her crane her head back to the side to see just what had moved in the alleyway. And to the sight before her she stood silent, a cloaked figure loomed before her, just standing there silently.

"...Xue Yi Song...?" When her full name was spoken, Xue visibly flinched backward; a look of shock etched itself upon her face. It was slipping again, her mask it was falling away from her, the cracks were getting wider the longer she was kept from gathering up her composure again. Although it ought to have been obvious she was Fire Nation, her name was something that shouldn’t have been so easily deduced, though a full crowd of people could have figured it out in time one person knowing it. . . .

It is not a good sign. Xue told herself, fully turning her body around to face this stranger who knew her name. Though confusion shined in her eyes for a moment, quickly, Xue forced her cracking mask back over her face, quickly dulling anything in those eyes of hers and revealing only an apathetic expression. “The name I am known by is ‘Ju Kwan,’ not ‘Xue Yi Song,’ while I may be of the same blood as she, I am not her. For whatever the reason you seek her, I fear that you have sought out the wrong woman, strange one.” she replied to him, her voice not skipping a beat as she gave him her alias.

She had to . . . find a way to run from this soon, from the strangers behind her and from the hooded figure before her, these people, she did not need to be around them.

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Ezra heard something in the air and spun around just in time to notice a chunk of rock flying at him. His hands flew to the pouch of water he always carried at his side, which he fumbled open, and caught he the rock in his stream of water. He noticed an intimidating man in red, who appeared to be hassling the girl he had originally run into and, still holding the stream of water in the air over his head. He lashed the rock to the ground with a quick whip of the water, and twirled it back into his pouch.

He stepped towards the scary-looking guy and the scared-looking girl, who seemed to be conversing anxiously. "Hey, is that guy bothering you?" he interjected. He'd always been one for protecting others, and could banish his shyness in an instant if need be.