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Kitty is an outspoken woman with somewhat of a cynical outlook on life. She has struggled with body image and her weight for as long as she could remember- even before she came out to the point that she has always been underweight for her height category due to strict diet. It only became worse upon her transitioning as the change in her hormones caused her a slight panic when she began to gain weight that she had trouble gaining before. Often, she prefers trendy or vintage clothing, but comfort is more important than anything else.
Her outward demeanor may come across as standoffish and distant, but she is an empathetic person, and will never hesitate to listen to someone else. The fear of her own emotions causes her to be slightly aloof.
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Strengths ➽➽➽ Second Sight ; When touching (or someone touching her) via skin to skin contact, she may be able see, feel, and potentially another person's intentions, feelings, and desires. These are brief flashes, and the longer she holds onto someone, the stronger this channel becomes. ➽➽➽ Precognition ; Often in the form of dreams, but this ability does come in her waking moments as well. She can see small glimpses of future events. They are never clear visions- just snippets as if someone were cutting up photos or movies and splicing them together. ➽➽➽ Probability Alteration ; What she perceives as 'bad luck'. This is highly dependent on her emotional state. She is able to alter the probability that something will happen- such as something breaking or disappearing around her. If she had further control of her power, she would be able to do more than just this, but after losing her memory, she is unaware that this is one of her powers.
Weaknesses ➽➽➽ She has really terrible eyesight, and has to wear a very strong prescription of glasses or contact lenses due to her foresight. ➽➽➽ Dyscalculia ; she really struggles with any type of math or arithmetic. Even simple addition and subtraction is difficult. ➽➽➽ Her own emotional state is her biggest weakness. Despite attempting to remain aloof and deadpan outwardly, she does struggle with her own emotions at times. This has proven to be quite dangerous.
t r í v í α ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ She's ambidextrous, but prefers her left hand ➽➽➽ Her build is slightly underweight for her height even though she's constantly eating. Kitty is terrified of gaining too much weight as she rather likes her slim build. ➽➽➽ From her left hip, all the way down to her ankle, she has a floral leg sleeve tattoo. ➽➽➽ Other body modifications include: a small septum piercing and a Monroe on the left side. A navel piercing. She also has an underboob tattoo to cover up an ugly birthmark. ➽➽➽ Unbeknownst to her, she has a fraternal twin ➽➽➽ She has terrible dyscalculia ➽➽➽ Kitty is convinced that every dream has some meaning even if they're strange dreams. ➽➽➽ Directions are hard for her since she has absolutely no sense of them. ➽➽➽ Sleep Dread plagues her(hypnophobia) ; she often chooses to stay awake as long as possible due to fear of having precognitive dreams.
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Before saving the world
Kitty was one of two children born into a broken marriage. The twins were separated at birth- one to live with their father and the other their mother as per an agreement. They were destined to never meet. She always felt half-empty as though there were a piece of her missing, but she could never truly understand why that was. Over time, it lessened, and when her Celestial formed a bond with her, that feeling had nearly disappeared entirely. It was about the time that she had come out to her mother and step-father- who showed an outpouring of love and support for her decision. Both her transition and her bond with the spirit made her feel like a ghost in all the groups that she had joined; she didn't like that she could suddenly feel everyone's emotions all the time- so much so that her own became drowned in the process.
The first incident with her powers manifesting occurred not too long after she switched schools. A group of her friends had asked her to come with them to a local cafe, and it was there that her closest friend broke the news to her that her girlfriend at the time had only asked her out as a joke. Understandably embarrassed, the tearful girl noticed that the more distress and unhappy that she felt, the more the lights flickered to the point where bulbs were bursting over their heads. It took a lot to calm her down, and when she finally stopped crying, many of the patrons cowered in fear.
Little Solace had become like a home to her, but now it just felt as though people only liked having those who'd forged bonds with the Celestials when the shadow creatures came into town. Kitty decided that she would do her best to harness her powers so that she was no longer controlled by unruly emotions; she wanted to control her powers- not the other way around. And when the dark mage decided to unleash his power, she did hesitate, but she was one of the ones who fought to keep people safe- knowing that she was sacrificing her life force to do so. Especially if it meant protecting the people that she loved.
After Saving the World
Kitty was one of the first ones to awaken from her coma. To her, everything was extremely overwhelming, and gaining control over her powers that were even stronger than before scared her. She hadn't even been aware that people could use these powers until she touched someone and was able to read every thought they had. They offered her a job working the radio tower in town, and she found that she was surprisingly good at it.
The instructions for the radio tower were very clear: the broadcast is to stop for no reason at all, and if she had to step away or sleep, she should make a playlist of songs and pre-record things like the weather or any calls- if any- that came in.
Well, they're not demons or anything. They're more like mutants or demi-humans. I'm not opposed to them having mutations that are physical like horns or different colored skin, though if that's what you're going for.
Life up to this point has been good- or at least as well as it can be in the small town of Little Solace that had less than 3000 citizens to its name. It's a closed off mountain town, and only accessible by train that goes through the mountain tunnel. So how did you end up here? You don't seem to remember anything but your name and who you are. You know nothing about the events that have happened or how you saved the world from a great evil that befell Little Solace several months before you woke up from your deep sleep. The answer to that is really quite simple.
You're cursed- or blessed depending on how you look at it. You were given powers at a young age from making a bond with a Celestial creature that feeds off of your life-force. When the dark mage decided to create the evil creatures with his dark powers, you fought valiantly to defend your home from his creatures so that no one else was killed or hurt by them- knowing you were more or less siphoning your life away slowly to do so. When his magic became too great, the Celestials fought by your side- fusing their remaining power with your own. The result? The end of the dark mage as everyone knew him.
The saving of the world came at a great cost to the heroes themselves. They were left unconscious, wounded, and near death. The result of their fusion with their Celestial familiars was the only reason that they remained amongst the living, and the townspeople mourned the loss of their saviors. As time went on, they feared that they'd never awaken, but here YOU are. When you come to, they tell you tales of heroism and valor- of which you remember nothing about. You try to go about your life as an ordinary citizen, but there's something strange about this town. You just can't seem to put your finger on it.
You're given a free room in the boarding house on the edge of town, and given a job that caters to your skills as you try your hardest to fit in with the rest of the shaken town of Little Solace, but can a cursed being truly fit in with the mundane people for long?
Life up to this point has been good- or at least as well as it can be in the small town of Little Solace that had less than 3000 citizens to its name. It's a closed off mountain town, and only accessible by train that goes through the mountain tunnel. So how did you end up here? You don't seem to remember anything but your name and who you are. You know nothing about the events that have happened or how you saved the world from a great evil that befell Little Solace several months before you woke up from your deep sleep. The answer to that is really quite simple.
You're cursed- or blessed depending on how you look at it. You were given powers at a young age from making a bond with a Celestial creature that feeds off of your life-force. When the dark mage decided to create the evil creatures with his dark powers, you fought valiantly to defend your home from his creatures so that no one else was killed or hurt by them- knowing you were more or less siphoning your life away slowly to do so. When his magic became too great, the Celestials fought by your side- fusing their remaining power with your own. The result? The end of the dark mage as everyone knew him.
The saving of the world came at a great cost to the heroes themselves. They were left unconscious, wounded, and near death. The result of their fusion with their Celestial familiars was the only reason that they remained amongst the living, and the townspeople mourned the loss of their saviors. As time went on, they feared that they'd never awaken, but here YOU are. When you come to, they tell you tales of heroism and valor- of which you remember nothing about. You try to go about your life as an ordinary citizen, but there's something strange about this town. You just can't seem to put your finger on it.
You're given a free room in the boarding house on the edge of town, and given a job that caters to your skills as you try your hardest to fit in with the rest of the shaken town of Little Solace, but can a cursed being truly fit in with the mundane people for long?
You've been in a coma for a little over two months. When you come to, you remember very little. Perhaps your own name if nothing else. You just know that you're in a lot of pain, and there seems to be a burning reason for you to remain in this small town where the townsfolk seem to look at you with love and admiration. A letter sits on the table near the bed. It reads:
Dear __,
Thank you for your sacrifice and courage. There's little we can do to repay your kindness, but I hope when you awaken from whatever afflicts you, you'll allow us to grant you a studio of your own and a job that benefits your skills. We hope you recover quickly and continue to look out for us.
Rent free? It seems suspicious, but it's not like you really have room to complain.
➽➽➽ Our characters are essentially demi-humans that were gifted powers from Celestials. Please try to keep the powers unique and different enough from one another. ➽➽➽ Treat everyone how you wish to be treated- with respect and courtesy. ➽➽➽ This roleplay is somewhat based on the Harvest Moon/Rune Factory/Stardew Valley games. However, no knowledge of any of these games is necessary at all. ➽➽➽ I would like the pictures for this roleplay to be art, anime, illustrations, or semi realistic drawn art. I prefer high quality pictures over those that are too small or too blurry. ➽➽➽ All characters MUST be at least eighteen. There are no exceptions. This is to ensure an element of realism in the roleplay. ➽➽➽ No flowerpot characters. Please create characters that have a backbone and a story that fits the plot. ➽➽➽ This is a group effort. Everyone comes up with plot twists and ideas to further the story together.
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➽➽➽ Name- (first name, last name) ➽➽➽ Age- (please keep your character between the ages of 18 and 35) ➽➽➽ Alias- (should they have something else they'd rather be called) ➽➽➽ Sex/Gender- ➽➽➽ Sexual Orientation- ➽➽➽ Occupation- ➽➽➽ Birthday- (like in HM/RF/SV, there will be four seasons with thirty days apiece. So, your birthday should be something like Fall 1.)
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【 I can finally see it's not just a dream when you set it all free, all free ❤ 】
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Chartreuse colored locks fell into the face of a petite woman who jolted upright in her bed. She clutched plush, wrinkled bed-sheets against her body that was clad in an equally as wrinkled nightgown. The straps on one of her shoulders fell down her arms that prickled with goosebumps from the sudden change in temperature. Calloused digits reached up to brush the mess of green locks from her face as she panted softly. Cold sweat covered her entire body, and she wiped the sweat from her forehead away with the back of her hand as she pulled her the mess of tangles back into a loose ponytail. The night terrors that had plagued her the last few months were seemingly only getting worse as time went on. The repressed trauma of her childhood still haunted her- something that she had yet to even tell Willa about. Seeing as Hanne had told Willa about nearly everything that went on in her life, it was extremely hard to keep this from her for very long, and it was only causing her a lot of internal stress by keeping this from her. Though, she did so for a good reason. Willa was unlikely to tell people her secrets- especially one so big, but if anyone else was listening in to their conversation, there was a possibility that she might lose more than her status that she didn't quite care about; her life, on the other hand, was another matter entirely.
Grey eyes looked at the sleeping form of her lady-in-waiting. On nights when the princess didn't want to be alone, she asked Willa to sleep in her room, and made up a bed for her on the comfortable window sofa nearby. That bed was likely more comfortable than the one that she was given to sleep in in the maid's quarters. Her unwillingness to sleep alone seemed to be more often than not these days. Hanne knew that it was selfish to keep her from her own living space, but being left alone with her thoughts terrified her more than she would ever be willing to admit. There were a great many things that Hanne had kept from Willa, and she knew that it was only a matter of time before the girl began to ask the questions that she'd skirted around answering for so long. For now though, she would only say it was a bad dream and leave it at that.
She pushed the sheets from her lithe frame and moved to sit at her desk- turning on the dim light so that she could see the handwritten notes for the contraption that she had been tinkering with for the past month. “ If only I could perfect this. It would make our lives much easier...” She muttered to herself- trailing off from the unfinished thought. She wanted to create some sort of device that would provide public transportation across all seven of the allied kingdoms. It would be a way that would be less expensive than horses for the common people- not to mention easier on the horses that were used. It would also bridge the gap that would have required a boat to get to the mainland for Graengarder. “ I won't have time to mess with the schematics tonight, but when we get home, I think this should work.” After making a note in the margin of the book, she scratched her nose with the eraser. Maybe if this crazy scheme of hers worked, she could finally gain the respect that her older siblings got from their father, but she truly doubted it.
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Later that afternoon, Hanne had dressed herself for the masquerade party that she and her siblings had been invited to attend. She'd always dressed and bathed herself- giving Willa the same excuse that she wanted her privacy and that she didn't need a babysitter to help her do everything. From what she knew, her family and the Cha Clan were close friends and allies, and had been ever since the end of the last Hundred Year War. She wasn't the best versed in history- despite all of the tutors that had taught all of the Guo siblings. She was more the type to want to get her hands dirty. A little oil and grease never really bothered her all that much- likely to the chagrin of Willa who always scolded her for not acting quite like what the people expected of their princess.
Before they'd left, Hanne had tested out one of her more notorious inventions that she'd yet to test on her siblings before. It had worked like a charm, and left both Cyrus and Alois stunned with her childish behavior. She loved the looks on their faces when they realized they'd been shot with a water balloon cannon. The accuracy of the cannon could have been improved just a tad, but for this purpose, it had been perfect. Their clothes had been ruined and soaked thoroughly to the point where both of them had to hurry to change into a different set of clothes before they were able to be free from the palace walls. While they hadn't known it was Hanne and Willa who had done it as neither of them had been punished for it, she had a feeling that they knew it was her because very few people had such disdain for the golden children of the Guo Dynasty. She felt as though she was one of the few that disliked the two as everyone looked up to them both.
The trip to the Hua'mu Palace was only a few hours, but for the honeydew girl, it felt like ages. She and Willa shared a carriage between themselves while Alois and Cyrus were allowed the other to themselves. It was an inkling of privacy that she felt as though she never got with eyes and ears all over the place. Even now, she hesitated to say anything to her companion. A soft smile pulled at the corners of her lips in an effort to reassure her. “ Willa, I wanted to talk to you about the nightmares,” Hanne drew the curtains to the carriage windows. “They've been really bad lately, and I feel terrible for being so selfish asking you to spend so much time with me. Being alone with my thoughts is terrifying, and you're really the only one I can trust. You're the only one who treats me like a person, and not just a nuisance that my family thinks that I am. I just want you to know that I really appreciate your being there for me, and when we have more time, I want to talk more in length about the 'bad dreams'.”
The carriage jerked to a halt and almost sent her flying right into the lap of Willa. She regained her composure and brushed chartreuse, pressed curls out of her face as she smoothed the skirt of her dress over her legs. The porter opened the door to the carriage and helped them both down. Hanne had witnessed the fog of Hua'mu before, and it still made her feel a bit uneasy as Estrye very rarely ever had this type of weather. It seemed almost ominous in a way. She adjusted the lace mask over her face and gave the eldest princess of Hua'mu a courteous bow. The last time that she was here, Hanne had learned some of their mannerisms after spending a good amount of time in the library in the palace as she searched for books and information on potential new inventions or materials that would help her with her goal to create public transportation.
“ Happy birthday, Minagi-Chi~” She offered the greeting before taking Willa's hand and pulling the girl into the throng of people. It was Alois and Cyrus' job to stay and be formal with the Cha's. As grateful and excited as she was to be invited, she really was in no mood to stay and talk further. In her haste, the tall woman hadn't been watching where she was going, and bumped into a small red-head who stood nearly ten inches shorter than her that stood near a table. “ Oh shit, I'm so sorry. You're so small, and I wasn't watching where I was going. You... seem a bit lost. Would you mind if we joined you?” She asked curiously- hoping that they weren't invading her space. Hanne resisted the urge to reach out and give the girl a pet as though she were some cute animal. She was so small, and she had a bad habit of invading other people's personal space. From the way that she was dressed, she guessed that she was some noble-woman from An'elle, and her petting likely would just offend the poor girl. “If we're bothering you though, we can leave you be~”
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A slender boy from the southern provinces of Hua'mu can often be seen pouring over books and texts. Black calligraphy ink has left near permanent stains across his pale hands and wrists, but he's found that he rather likes that as for him, it's a sign that he's worked hard enough to earn his keep at a job that he more or less inherited after the man that took him in from the streets had passed.
Like most men from Hua'mu, he wears his hair long, and tied back away from his face. It accentuates perhaps his more feminine features, but he's found that he enjoys his appearance. Sen, despite having been given a uniform when he became the knowledge keeper for the royal family, greatly prefers the comfort of the fashion of southern Hua'mu where he was raised.
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➽➽➽ Calligraphy is one of his greatest passions ➽➽➽ His pursuit for knowledge and literature is seemingly unmatched. He loves learning about history and other cultures. ➽➽➽ He is a well traveled individual- having documented the people from the other kingdoms in his journey across the world with the man who trained him.
➽➽➽ His attitude sometimes gets him into trouble. He's very prideful of his work sometimes to the point of arrogance. ➽➽➽ He's weak to a pretty face regardless of their sex. Though women in pursuit of him will fluster him. Men are easy for him to understand and charm, but women are a different story. ➽➽➽ His organization skills are lacking. His library is kept neat and orderly, but his personal living space is the exactly opposite. p r є f є r є n c є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔
+ Books/scrolls/literature + Calligraphy + Pretty faces Women do fluster him as he has only ever been with other men. + Learning and observing other languages
- Ruined books/scrolls - Crying - Uncertainty He doesn't like not knowing what or how to act or do. He's very rarely been unsure of himself to be put into this situation, and so it makes him uncomfortable to be put in the hot seat. - Foods that are overly sweet or bitter - Wastefulness
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Sen and his family were once high ranking nobles in southern Hua'mu. Though, after the death of his mother who always held the purse strings, his mother went out and squandered their fortune in illegal gambling where he racked up far more debt than he could ever hope to pay for on his own. The man decided then and there that his children would pay his debt for him, but perhaps not in the way that people would expect. Rather than force the spoiled children into a demanding, laboring job, he instead, sold them to people who had less than pure intentions.
His sister, was sent away to a home where they trained young geisha. While he, was sent to a red-light district and trained to be an entertainer. There, they trained both young boys and girls to entertain the guests that came to stay. They weren't considered prostitutes as they did more than sell sex, and there was a ceremony before they could even take clients in that way. Sen was trained to be a pretty face and listen and perform for guests that came for strong liquor and beautiful people that took care of them. He thrived under this. He learned to write poetry- which was greatly enjoyed by the male guests that came to talk to him while he was still an apprentice. Sen had never forgotten his sister, though. He missed the girl dearly, and wished that he could one day reunite with her again.
Not too long after coming of age to take clients, Sen broke his ankle during a practice for a performance. It took a long time to heal properly, and the owner of the tavern decided that it would be for the best if they ended his contract. Sen was devastated that he'd lost something that he had enjoyed so greatly, but he was happy at the same time that he wouldn't be forced to sell his body for the rest of his life.
A kind client who had frequented his shows had found him wandering the streets the next day, and helped him regain his footing. He taught Sen about the rest of the world and some of their customs which enthralled him greatly. He divulged the fact that he was a historian that had worked with the current knowledge keeper of Hua'mu's royal family. Sen had heard about the Cha family that ruled over Hua'mu for the last several decades, but being of such low position as he was had never had a chance to interact with any of them. Once he was able to walk on his own and take care of himself, Sen left the company of the man that had given him such hospitality in search of the knowledge keeper that he'd been told of.
At first, he was turned away. The man seemed very unwilling to take on an apprentice, but Sen persisted, and finally, he gave in to the young, disheveled teenager that wanted more from his life than working as a prostitute. He demanded that Sen leave a piece of literature in exchange for the information he was about to bestow onto him. He stated that he must leave knowledge to receive it, and that stuck with him. He offered up the messy calligraphied poems that he'd written during his training, and he seemed more than pleased by that offering. The work was hard, and oftentimes boring, but he fell into it quickly- finding a knack for retaining information. He still had a limp from having broken his ankle, but he was able to keep up with the aging man as they traveled the world in search of information about other cultures.
Having no children of his own, the man took Sen under his wing and taught the boy how to read and write properly. He helped him regain his noble status as well. When Sen turned twenty-three, the man died of old age, and he was left alone in the vast library filled with tomes from across the seven kingdoms. He wasn't sure of what to do after his death as he felt there was still much more to learn. He's spent a great more deal of his life with words, ink, and paper than he has with other humans, and as such his people skills have somewhat deteriorated, but if someone is in need of help to find knowledge, then he will never turn them away. After the man passed, Sen took his surname as he felt much closer to a father figure to Sen then his own father ever did.
“She's a beautiful princess, and I've no doubt that someday she would make an excellent empress for the people. She and her family have been nothing but kind to me after taking on this role. I've not personally interacted with her yet, but I do remember sitting in on meetings as my master talked with her family.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“The youngest princess is certainly the kindest. She hides a pain behind those eyes though, but even though I do wear a noble title, I'd dare not overstep my boundaries to ask her of her trauma.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“Caslan and I are far more than acquaintances. He's kept me company more than once, but I'm not sure our level of friendship is more or less than just warming each other's beds. If I'm honest, I'm unsure of what to call our relationship if there even is one there. I've said nothing in hopes that any feelings that I do have will subside, but there's been no luck on that front. It's starting to affect my work as much as that displeases me.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“His younger sister is only someone I've met a few times. I don't think she knows anything about our relationship, and so I do my best to keep it cordial with her. ” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“While Minagi intimidates me, Yunru does not. We've warmed each other's beds a few times in the past when he decides he wants to slack on his job.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“She's one of the older Guo siblings. She's not as in the spotlight as the two generals, but her troublemaking does seem to put her in the hot seat sometimes. I really don't know her that well.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“I've yet to meet her, but I've heard nobles from An'elle can act like sticks in the mud.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“He's the eldest of the Guo siblings, and he's definitely a pretty face. My interactions with him have only been superficial, but I wouldn't mind getting to know him better. ” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“Cyrus is almost too pretty to be a man. I know I'm one to talk, but I can't be the only one to notice this, right?” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“From what I know of her, she's a servant of the Guo family. She seems to follow the troublemaker around to keep her out of said trouble.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“She's a princess from an up and coming colony. I don't know much about her or her people. I've been looking for books on her or her people, but we don't have any here.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“There's a lot about her that's very intimidating.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“Even for me as a man who likes other men, he doesn't really seem the type to catch my interest. He seems to be a chauvinist pig, but that's only from a first glance.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“He's so pretty, but as his people are an enemy of our kingdom, I'd rather not take him to bed.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
“Another pretty vegetable boy. What a shame.” Level of Friendship Level of Attraction Level of Romance Level of Distrust
【 The only way two people can keep a secret is if both of them are dead. 】
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The past few months leading up to the masquerade had been unusually cold in Hua'mu. It seemed to match the frigid mood that the eldest daughter of the Cha clan had been feeling as of late. She'd grown bored of the constant requests of suitors that had lined up outside of their door to court her. Their antics especially bored her as a great many of them sought after a submissive wife whose money they could live off of. Minagi only wished to share her wealth and empire with someone that she thought was deserving of such a title. She remembered the conversation with her father about her coming of age and being already becoming a spinster. He quite often mentioned how if she didn't quiet her ambition that no man would ever desire her, but it had never stopped the line of men before, and so she doubted he was right. Though, as he had no male heirs to inherit his name and throne, she wanted to prove to him that she could be better.
Truth be told, the girl hated parties; she hated everything that went along with it. The planning, the conversating, and especially inviting people into her personal space. The only person that the princess ever wanted in her personal space was Yunru, and even then, he had earned his spot. He had proven to her that he deserved to be there at her side as he had never questioned her or gone against her requests- no matter how asinine they may be. Though she knew that if she didn't do something to prove to the other kingdoms that Hua'mu was willing to open their borders and join the rest of the world in technological advancements then her kingdom would never flourish. That was why, the last six years of her life that she had dedicated to planning this out wouldn't be in vain. This party was a necessary evil that only she and Yunru knew all the details of.
She loved her kingdom and its people- probably far more than she'd ever love any living person. Her ambition to bring her people from their sheltered existences to watch them flourish had always been her first and only true love. That, and of course, her younger sisters whom she loved greatly- each one more than the last, and Asami more so than any of the others. She loved her so much that she'd gone to extreme lengths to keep Asami from going through what she had gone through at her age. Their father pushed them all far too hard to marry, and that was something she couldn't abide. She wanted Asami to live a comfortable life and not have to worry about politics. For someone like Asami who had been through so much trauma, the last thing the girl needed was men swarming her with invitations. As the tall girl moved throughout the foyer to make sure everything was in order for their guests, she noticed such a letter and swiped it up from the table- tucking the calling card into her robes. She would dispose of it later, but for now, she had many other things to worry about- like putting her plans into action.
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Minagi had endured the primping and preening by her maids in order to get her ready for the night of her party. Platinum colored hair was tied in a loose braid over one of her shoulders. She wore a green and silver furisode made of heavy silks. The mask that rested across the bridge of her nose tickled her face from the white plumage of feathers that surrounded it. Honey colored eyes looked out amongst the guests that had arrived early. It had been nearly a hundred years since Hua'mu's borders were open to the public other than their political allies, and it made her heart swell with joy that royals and nobles from other nations were attending her party. Not only that, but potentially she could make friendly with their rivals in an attempt to bring Hua'mu out of their sheltered existence.
Even if she could not tell who the people were directly from a glance, it was easy enough to tell what kingdom people were from a glance. Their clothing and mannerisms gave them away. Those from An'elle were versed in manners, but lacked the honorifics that her people used. She had never met someone from Ilepia before, but it had been rumored that the new oracle was to host a meeting with her sometime over the course of the event, and she was intrigued to meet someone from a nation that had been rumored to be wiped out. Those from Graengarder- namely the men who felt entitled to be barbarians were watched with suspicion. Though, she was mostly interested in meeting with those from up and coming clans and colonies as she felt a kinship to those who had a love for their people. People from Starch and Estrye were greeted warmly as they were Hua'mu's biggest allies at this time, and she found their presence here somewhat relaxing to her overactive mind. Minagi spent a good amount of time simply just watching people interact with each other before she had gone out and interacted. Yunru was uncharacteristically late, but she knew that he would find his way to her whenever he was ready.
She caught up to Asami and rested a hand on the smaller girl's shoulder and gave her a reassuring squeeze. “Would you like to come with me? I've heard the Guo family is arriving soon, and I'd like to be the first to give them a proper greeting before they get swarmed by the sharks.” A small laugh left her lips and she took a gentle hold of the girl's wrist to lead her toward the foyer where they could meet up with their friends. “Yunru will catch up with us whenever he's ready if it worries you that he's not already here. He's taking care of some things for us right now, and will be here when everyone's arrived. Guess I'll have to protect us now~”