❖ NAME : Fei Rui (First name Rui, meaning Auspicious, while Fei is the family name)
❖ AGE : Eighteen years old
❖ NATIONALITY :Hails from the Kyoshi island, re-located to Republic City
❖ OCCUPATION : Street Vendor/Delivery Girl - Has cart with sister Yen
❖ AFFINITY : Earth
❖ SKILLS ◆ Finesse - As clumsy as her sister is, she is equally opposite in her ability to be nimble and lithe, all of her movements carry a sort of grace, especially whilst bending.
◆ Animal Friend - She has a sort of affinity for animals, being much like their Grandfather (who owns a pet store), she has a great love, in secret, for all things puffy, fluffy, slimy, squirmy, scaly and sticky.
◆ Incredible Strength - Learning from her ex-showcase fighter grandfather, she has learned to retain her girlish figure while being able to dish out the fiercest of blows, despite her size and demeanor. Extreme aggression matched with her skillset has given her an almost ridiculous ability to pick up things more than four or five times her size.
✘ Sometimes a bit abrasive | Can be cold to people | Careless| Forgets her own strength | known to be a bit gullible
❖ RP SAMPLE She watched the two fighters square off against one another, in opposite corners of the thick slab of earth pedestal that made up the fighting ring. She admired their raw strength, but the grace of which flowed through their elaborate bending techniques was truly the most awe-inspiring. Her grandfather had taught her well, as she quickly identified from her spot in the audience, all the different names for the stances and poses that the fighters used to both intimidate and execute. She clutched her gamblers ticket in her hand, edging to her seat as she watched the warriors dance on eachothers heels, just missing eachother. Jun Yin was definitely the favorite, but she knew better, Shinson had better technique and ability. She had memorized both of their fighting styles from the multitude of times she had attended the cathedral-like building where these fanciful contests of force were held. She counted in her head "3...-2...-1...yes.." and sure as she had predicted, her warrior had landed the finishing blow on his opponent. She stood up and waved her clenched fist, holding her now winning ticket, but did not shout as the other spectators did, that was too troublesome. Her eyes sparkled but her face remained the same as if she had been watching paint dry the whole time...but her heart and mind were elated at this triumphant and wondrous spectacle of amazing ability. "What a man...." she said quietly. She looked about, and suddenly realized...she was the only female in the sea of faces behind her. She shrugged mentally, returning to her fangirl tendencies.
❖ ADDITIONAL INFO ◆ Mother died of a mysterious illness after coming to the city, now raised by their gentle and "motherly" father. ◆Has an identical twin sister, Yen, whi is actually an Aries, and herself a Taurus, being born on opposite sides of the midnight hour. ◆ Loves spicy food and ridiculously cute pastries ◆ Their bulky ex-wrestling champion grandfather has a weakspot for cute and frilly things, he designed her (albeit a bit garish ) outfit. ◆Loves her father, but ultimately admires her grandfather (and his rippling biceps and rock hard abs). She wants to be as strong as him someday. ◆Her "Obi" is actually a weighted belt for training. Helps her keep in shape while working. ◆Is prone to admiring strong men, subsequently likes to save her money to go watch tournaments... but becomes cripplingly shy when faced with the opportunity to talk to one.