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Name: Virra Lin
Age: 24
Birthplace: Yu Dao (Earth Kingdom)


Backstory:
Born the child of two successful farmers outside of Yu Dao, Virra spent his early years tending to the various animals that his parents breed and sold. As he got older his parents were concerned about his lack of showing any bending abilities. His Mother a Fire Bender, and his Father an Earth Bender, they had hoped that inherit the skill from one of them. Finally they decided that they should enroll him in a martial arts school, where he learned to defend himself, favoring the tonfa. They believed that this was a harsh world and that he would need to learn to defend himself. Most days he would go to the dojo and train, others he would spar with his parents, who taught him the fundamentals of Earth and Fire bending, so that he could be knowledgeable about how to approach a dangerous situation.

As he got older he obtained more and more disgust for those that live outside of the law. People work months, even years at a time, and someone could just come along and take it by force. This was always something he wanted to fight against, but the chain of command and procedure of law enforcement was too much of a turn off. One day he took down a pick pocket who had a bounty on his head, and as such was paid for his effort. It was that day he started taking down criminals on his own term, and earning what he could. After a while the pickings were slim in Yu Dao, so he left home at the age of twenty. Over the next four years he took down an admirable number of bounties, and honed his skills against Benders and Non-Benders alike.

Items/weapons on person:
Tonfa

Physical Attributes and Abilities:
Tonfa Mastery (III)
Acrobatics (I)
Strength Training (I)
Animal Husbandry (I)
Jalika and Virra would probably get along. Animal husbandry + animal riding, they will have the best steeds in the world.

Haha. I can see this. Virra will defiantly have an Ostrich-Horse around for transportation, Earth Kingdom and what not. I also need to write up his personalty a little better. He is a very feisty and blunt individual whose moral compass points north more often then not. He is one of those people that loves getting his ass kicked. He doesn't meet his match often.


He's accepted!

Thank you, thank you.
Faarah Wahba

The Trooper's comeback made him snicker as he continued the work. With the wire firmly in place he pulled the trigger, which caused the prop to light up and play the sound effect. Snapping the barrel back on he fastened the last screw, and upon the last turn the gun was taken with the tip of the driver still in the head of the screw. He didn't think much of it, she was obviously exited and thankful. When the helmet came off and revealed Natsuko, he smiled knowing this was for a fellow Mall worker. Faarah didn't know her personally, but he knew that at least twice a day Ayumi would shout her name, much like she did for most of them.

After mentioneing a wallet, which was undoudetly in her pants pocket, Natsuko started to remove the costume piece by piece. It started as a simple act but was quicky becoming an exhibition. A million thoughs were racing through his head. This was lunch time on the weekend, there were customers in the mall, he barely knew her, he should turn away, she might need help, he doesnt want to make a sceen, this was already a sceen. When she asked for help he was already half way toward her, attempting to pull both shirts down without touching her exposed skin. It was then he noticed the lack of bra, which made things twice as bad and four times as awkward. He was able to find two buckles on the back, which he promptly undid. "Does that help? You know you could of just paid later. Why would you buy such a complicated mess."
@joeycbee
This is a work in progress. I've hit a mental block and should really be getting to bed. I will let you know if I change anything. I like what I see so far. :)

I'm down for this. Is someone going to be playing the Avatar? That being said is the Avatar seven?
Faarah Wahba

Farrah's simple lunch of Chicken Parmesan while reading an instruction manual for a radio he was going to fix at the end of the hour was interrupted. He was about to tell her to leave her info and come back tomorrow, but promptly stooped when he looked up from his literature. First he stared at the Stormtrooper, he didn't know much about quality cosplay, but this one was convincing. Second he looked to the gun, and nothing else mattered. "An E-11," he commented while picking it up. This was heavy, which meant expensive, which meant it was hand made. He pulled the trigger and nothing happen.

Sliding his chair to the counter he grabbed his tools, needing a pry tool and a phillips head screw driver. It took some effort, but he was able to separate the barrel to reveal the circuitry inside. It was more than he expected, but it was probably built to be loud. It didn't take long to see that one of the wires had come off, having escaped its soldered place. Pulling the draw of the table he garbed the solder, flux and iron and started this laughably simple fix. He paused a moment and looked up, remembering that this was a customer. "Aren't you a little short for a Stormtrooper?"
@joeycbee
@joeycbeeI always loved Shoe Tree. Makes the other player uncomfortable.
Faarah Wahba

"Darn it." Frustration escaped Farrah as he dropped a small screw from a cell phone he was working on. The repair was easy enough, the customer dropped their phone and broke the digitizer, causing almost no damage to the phone itself. Dropping the screw was a minor inconvenience, but infuriating none the less. Pushing himself away from the table the young man got down on his hands and knees to search the shallow black carpeting that covered Re:New Tech. His search was favorable and found it after about a minute, his reward was a startling female yell from outside. A knee jerk reaction took over and he smacked his head on the underside of the table. "Yep. Yep. Going to be one of those days." Crawling out from the opposite side of the table he could see that it was Ayumi outside the shop, no doubt hyping up everyone for another busy day. It was Saturday so weekend foot traffic would mean buys busy busy.

With the last screw put in and the casing snapped together he hit the power button, and lo and behold, he had fixed his hundredth-and-something phone. Props to the tech industry for making the one thing modern people can't live without one of the most fragile. None the less he felt accomplished as he bagged it back up and put it in the proper cubbie to be picked up later that day. Before the chance arrived to grab the next item the phone started ringing. "Re:New Tech. Why buy when you can renew." The person on the other end was one of the mall staff, Farrah could never remember their name. Apparently one of the speakers was "busted," likely a loose wire. The mall had yet to hire a proper handy man, so they mostly came to Farrah with these issues. "I can take a look. The column across from the cafe you said? The one with the flowers? Got it. I'll call you back when I'm done. Don't mention it."

Taking the ladder from Re:New Tech's back room he made his way over to have a look. The whole mall was very colorful, albeit a little anime heavy. He didn't feel either way about it, most of the people here were nice, not that he had a serious conversation with anyone, just the passing how-do-you-dos. Planting the ladder on the ground and locking the spreader he ascended to the problematic speaker that, sure enough, was not playing the music all the others were. The switch was in the closed position, but it appeared the power cable was a little loose. Reseating it, the music came back on and he chuckled to himself. "Amateurs."
Name: Faarah Wahba

Age: 21
Birth Date: March 2nd
Gender: Male
Store: Re:New Tech (Electronics Repair Store)
Sexuality: Heterosexual

Personality: Reserved, submissive, and objective. The kind of person who is fast to help but slow to ask for it. Multitasking comes easy to him, unless other people are involved. He has never been good at reading people, and has a hard time feeling out the mood in most social interactions.

Likes: Electronics, tinkering, reading, nighttime, Italian food, cooking, scifi movies.
Dislikes: Driving, exercise, strong smells, dogs, fantasy movies.

Bio: Growing up Faarah was two thing above all else, a Mama's boy and a trouble maker. His Mother adored him, spending as much time with him as she could, but never enough in her eyes since her job required her to be away from home for long periods of time. The trouble he caused always came from his excessive curiosity, always yearning to know how things work. If left alone for too long he was sure to be taking something apart, and due to the nature of electronics, something expensive. This drove his Father crazy, but his mom encouraged it, being an engineer herself. When she wasn't around, his Father would make sure that all the tools were locked up, encouraging his son to read more, which he did, taking particular interest in how-to books and instruction manuals.

School was a trying time for him. Never the popular one in any social circle, but always the first to be picked for group work, because he would usually do most of it himself. He spent a lot of time with the AV and Robotic Clubs, fixing and tinkering most days until he was told to leave in the late hours of the day. After graduating he had hoped to continue his education and become an engineer like his mom, but financial trouble held him back. He saves up what he can, doing odd jobs fixing what he could. When he heard that there was going to be an electronics shop opening in the new mall he applied immediately.
Finally got it done. Took me forever to find a good picture, I wish I was the artistic type. Little longer than the promised 24 hours, but hey, who is going to sue me.

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