mizuki

monsters come in every sizes and shapes that even imagination cannot keep up. cho mizuki, miu (lian izumi). 20.  i, the 阴, to his 阳 equalist high ranked member

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[es-miu]

KUO; mothers and children.

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[...]

Kuo remained facing forward, eyes locked on the spot in which his mother had departed. He had barely noticed a voice speaking out to him, yet again, and turned his face slightly in annoyance with a mixture of offense. He remained to force a stern expression, however, his eyes widened slightly before the edges of his lips raised into a sick twisted smile as he stared at his own sister. “Where is your etiquette, Izumi? Do not speak unless spoken to. You of all citizens here should have learned that long ago.” He was merely treating her the same way she and every other person had treated his mother, as an object.

[es-miu]

a shocker to say the least...she never once thought that kuo had any spine; yet, he managed to muster such an arrogant retort without cowering. she laughed behind her fan. how dare he? izumi could not keep herself composed without a tenacious force that she did not believe she had. if it was a fight that he wanted, she would give him a spectacle tenfold.

the young girl skillfully closed her fan with her hand her neck, and stood up. there was no need to remain in an uncomfortable ceremonial position now that it was just the two of them. "i would like to assure you, general, that there is nothing wrong with my etiquette." her smile was fake as the fire in her eyes betrayed her. "if i would have disrespected father, we both know that i would have been punished, am i right?" the mere thought of punishment changed her demeanor. "just like her i would have been sent somewhere to be corrected properly," she let out.

how dare he? she really had to control herself. after all, she was the royal fiance to the crown prince, heir to the throne. the sentence for just a mere offense would be horrible on her --even more than the sentence the prince received for his crime. it is not like she did not committed any, but it would have been dumb to do one at the open. one day, i'll challenge you to an agni kai and kill you 'by accident' was the thought on her mind. she just had to wait.

"so, how are you, general?" she asked. there was nothing wrong in a casual familial chit-chat. they were the same kin of the same blood. "you aren't too shaken? we did see it all coming, but it must be hard for you who loved her so." she smiled. "perhaps, it was pity. she was such a pitiful lady."

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[es-miu]

BAEKHYUN; there is no place for friendship.

[es-baekhyun]

[...]

"He’s not my lover anymore." Baekhyun wished his voice didn’t sound as shaky as it did, the boy turning towards Izumi again, yet he was unable to meet her gaze. The mention of Daehyun missing him should have cheered him up, yet it only added to the pain. "We.. never meant for it to happen. It was never supposed to happen." His teeth sank on his bottom lips, hands curling into fists. Of course it was never supposed to happen; growing up as prince, Baekhyun never imagined he would fall for another prince - something completely forbidden. But he did, and now the consequences seem to be too much for him to bear alone. It did not help how nicely the other was delivering him such news, too,

[es-miu]

she stared at the astonished person before her. had he not expected this to happen eventually? he was a prince after all. two things were expected from heirs: give birth to a future heir and first born male, and rule the country with honor, duty and all those beautiful words. the future did not even look promising since the other had dared to 'look that way' and fall in love. it was both annoying and amusing to see the prince being in this current state. 

"he is your lover. by the way you act, you have yet to have forgotten your feelings." she laughed loudly. some would have found him cute in his despair and his struggling. she just saw a little kid, and she despised kids. how was a kid the heir? the world really had grown a lot softer. she approached herself to him, and patted his head with her free hand like one would to comfort a child; yet, it was not her true motive. "indeed, it was never meant, but it has already happened. it is my job to correct the wrong doings of the past to salvage the future of the two nations." she leaned closer and whispered. "i can't help but to feel pain for the woman who will have to stand by your side."

she smirked behind her fan.

"actually, it must hurt for you as well. can you feel your heart crushing as you bear the consequences on your shoulders. for daehyun and i to be in such a loveless engagement," she faked her complaint. she was just enjoying toying with the prince. "you could always meet again. though, if you are caught, there is no guarantee that the two nations will have a favorable judgement for you two this time around. banishment? death penalty? who knows." 

[talefromtheeast]

[es-miu]

JUNHYUNG; written in the crossing stars.

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[...]

“Are you all right?” He asked softly, tilting his head so he could get a better look at her.

[es-miu]

her initial reaction to his light touch, his smirk and his voice was a first. she had smile and could feel this tingly feeling. it  was quickly replaced by her usual cold demeanor. she had just no time for these kinds of moments. it was for the other girls with little in their hands and who had settled on the idea of being a wife as a career.

she quickly took a step back and looked away. "i am more than fine thank you, sire." it was custom to be formal even between nobles. she finally had the courage to look back at him as she crossed her arms. "shouldn't you be by your father's side?" although it was meant as a statement, she was actually curious as of why he was wandering around instead. she bit her lower lip and replaced a lock of hair behind her ear and fell silent.

what was there more to say?

they did not know each other.

she looked around and the blooms had disappeared. the cherry blossoms where back to their summer less attractive state. perhaps, this was a good subject to initiate a conversation. "unless you were practicing that is..." it came out awkward. nibbling on her lip, she mumbled "the flowers...i mean they...you must be a earthben-..." now she got frustrated, and stopped talking. she should have waited for a more official meeting.

[es-miu]

welcome to the new people ^^~ (and follow them)

plotting; aisha, yoongi, taehyung

replying;  hana, kuo, daehyun, kikwang, baekhyun, junhyung

waiting; azara (?), yongguk (?), daehyun, suji, sumire(?)

p.s.: cries, muse is not dead. sorry i was gone for so long. i shall reply.

p.s.s: and let’s plot together [check this very important post]

[es-miu]

helpful timeline.

5 years ago; Lian Izumi was her normal self. She was under the spotlight, and everyone showered her with compliment. She did her very best as the prodigy of the Lian family. {Disciplined, calm, collected; though, there were already a few signs due to stress, because she wanted to hold her fathers expectations. She was cruel to her mother and those who could ruin her family's reputation (mom, for example)}

3 years ago; Izumi fails to become general. Instead, her older brother, Kuo, is appointed to this role. She is chosen as Daehyun's fiancée, which is a blow to her honor. She commits her first murder out of cheer anger, and she loves it. In her madness, she meets Amon who gives her a chance to regain her honor. He gives her name of "Cho Mizuki" that she uses when she stays at Republic City, though everyone in Republic City knows her as "Miu" (written as Miou, but mispronounced).

2 years ago; With a lot of help of the Equalist leader, she managed to cope with her madness for the most part (one year of "rehab" under the Equalist movement more like brainwashing) thanks to a new drive. She is mostly similar to what she is in the present {very prone to mad streaks, which is why she is banned to use her 'beautiful magenta flames', because they draw power from her instability.}

[ her full biography & about ]

[es-miu]

BAEKHYUN; there is no place for friendship.

[es-baekhyun]

[...]

"…Fiancée?" He repeats, apparently failing to hear the ‘unfortunate’ part. Everything else was forgotten at the mention of fiancée, honestly. "Excuse me— what?” Could it be— Daehyun was engaged?

[es-miu]

his expression was appreciated. she took a few furtive steps towards him, meticulously sizing him up. not too shabby the young man, she mused. at least, the li happened to have taste even if it was despicable. the noble stopped two or three feet away, and nodded. "fiancée." her demeanor changed and she glowered. "as in, some day i will be forced to marry that one person you love, because you two have no sense of dignity." her tone, cold, stabbed straight where she wanted it to deliver a blow.

she let the words sink into the young water prince, and fell it silence. the worst and beautiful part was that she did not wait for them to be in private even if there were almost no one in the perimeter. she hoped that at least a few people would see their future leader collapse under the emotions. she would feed of his despair. after all, it was his fault...their fault if they have been caught for whatever reason. they knew the risks and they took their cowardly chance. the leaders of both nations were to kind. why let dishonor take over the throne after their deaths? they were not their only kindred after all.

a giggle departed her lips, and she closed in on him. "how long as it been since you have met your lover?" a smirk was drawn on her face hidden by her fan. "surely, you must miss him dearly. from the looks in his eyes, i bet he misses you too. yet, none of you wants to take the chance to see once more. do you now understand too late the risk involving two men in their frugal dishonorable passions?"

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[es-miu]

JUNHYUNG; written in the crossing stars.

5 years ago.

she had no knowledge of the outside world, mainly because, at fifteen years of age, all that mattered was to end the year as the best of her promotion within the academy. trivialities such as love or games or friendship had little to no value in her book. however, at fifteen years of age, there was no way that she had never been interested in boys. some did pick her curiousity once in a while. they called those crushes? needless to say that these came and went by quickly, because she was simply not interested. besides, to her father's eyes, feelings would get you nowhere and would weaken you.

when her eyes first fell upon him, he was with a man, whom she assumed as his father, and her father. the older men were talking politics and he had to listen and bore himself probably. she only permitted herself to glance a couple of times at his direction before vanishing in the mansion. she later found out about his name. "lin junhyung" her sisters younger of age called him a prince and talked about him like if he was a god to which izumi frowned and reminded her what their father said. "emotions will get you nowhere only power will."

it was a midsummer's day that she officially met the young noble from ban sing se. he was there admiring the view of the pond in the middle of their living quarters. for some weird reason the cherry blossoms were in full bloom when they were supposed to be denuded from their pink beauty. it was probably thanks to his bending if he was an earthbender. or else he was blessed by the spirits. or else it was an illusion that she never seen a magician perform. it was rare that izumi showed any emotions aside from a poker face or a stern look. she twirled on herself...smiling. in her awe, she failed to notice that someone was behind her and bumped into him.

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[es-miu]

welcome to the new people ^^~

plotting; aisha, yoongi, taehyung

replying;  hana, kuo (drafted)

waiting; azara, yongguk (?), daehyun, suji, kikwang, sumire, junhyung baekhyun

p.s.: i can’t write starters to save my life, they always end up short…sorry in advance.

p.s.s: and let’s plot together [check this very important post]

[es-miu]

"i, once, witnessed papa fuming in rage after he left his brother the fire lord li. after that, he rounded us up in the 'meeting' room or just one of our too many living rooms and told us that we had to excel in any of our endeavors. 'one day, the lian shall triumph over the li.' all seven of us would bring our own colours to the nation; seven colours like a rainbow. it was the promise we shared with our father..."

(lian's patriarch fc: choi minsoo)

[es-miu]

"...waitress?"

"so, i've heard." her father was furious. furious enough to not be able to control his chi and to breath out fire. the fumes that came from his nostril almost intoxicated her. "you are to be the first lady of the empire some day; yet, here you are parading in republic city as a waitress?" she did not comment. it was not like he would understand her intentions. for that matter, even behind that 'fake intentions' laid 'worst intentions'. it was to be close to her beloved leader who had turned around her life for the better that she took a position down there. one day, i will burn down the fire nation to the ground. she held to this promise dearly. he gave her a new purpose in life. he gave her life a meaning. the old man standing before her had nothing to do with it. after all she did for him, just a nomination had changed the ties. he, now, favored his first born who took away the position that was rightfully hers. she was after all the strongest. her father supposedly gave her a second chance when she was given the hand to the crown prince. she was belittled as the wife-to-be of a scoundrel who knew nothing but to dishonor his own family. what a shame for both the fire nation and the northern water tribe.

it seemed that her father was waiting for an answer, and she gave him one full of 'wisdom' that her leader had dictated to her. "isn't it best for her queen to know how the world works, father?" she smiled, and went behind him. she leaned forward and circled his neck with her arms for an affectionate embrace. that was how she always had been with her 'dear' father. "if you look at it on the first degree you miss out on all the potential that my job as a waitress has. did you know that on my very first week, i was able to report a crime to the police headquarters? soon, it will hit the newspaper. so, look at it this way father~ i infiltrated republic city. i get to hear every single exchanges between dignitaries. you do realize the potential that this hub for all the communities of our world has, right? some would take long distances there just to meet. also, as the future wife of that-..." she stopped herself from saying any slur in front of her dad, and smiled. "crown prince li daehyun, i have to familiarize myself with all people. i get to learn faster about everything from dialects to history by conversing with the people. beside, they don't know me father. the engagement has yet to be revealed to the entire public. i guess it is..." she ended with a whisper. "that if the fire lord officiated our long engagement, it will most likely confirm the rumours floating around a certain prince about a certain relationship."

her father, surprised, patted her arm gently. "perhaps, you would have done a great job as a leader within our military." her expression darkened for a second as she hugged her father. she wanted to kill him right there. he was inoffensive and off-guard. however, it was better to wait. the right time would come and she knew it. she also had her older brother to deal with since, in the advent her father died, he would be the head of the family. "father," she released him. "you don't have to worry about anything. i am lian izumi, but there...i'm no other than the mysterious 'miu'. no harms done. i would never try to dishonor our family in any way or means possible, because the name comes first. i shall go now. you have an appointment with an ambassador i have heard." when she gave her back to her father, she hid her face with her fan. behind it was a malicious smile. she could only dream and feel how her daddy would be when he was going to be in her arms as a crispy corpse.

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