Mulan

Oh- um, hello there! I'm Fa Mulan, you may know me from disobeying my parents, disguising myself as a man, and helping to defeat the Huns. I'm pretty well honored in my village now, thanks to Mushu. It's quite strange to receive the superior treatment, but I'm getting used to it. If you happen to speak with grandmother, beware! She usually invites guests over for dinner. Yes, Shang and I may or may not be in a relationship. Part of Disney Roleplay, Scarcely roleplays outside of the group. Mid-movie (ping) or post movie Mulan. Rarely pre-movie Mulan, only if stated. Offering post second movie plots as well, please specify which you'd like when plotting.

[reflections-mulan]

A match made for diaster \\ Hans + Mulan Mini thread

Mulan thought she should pay the matchmaker a visit. It was about time, too, their last visit ended on a slightly disastrous and mortifying note, but after all... Mulan was quite happy now with her “relationship” with Shang, if you wanted to call it that... And decided it quite appropriate for her to pay a visit. It was not the matchmaker’s fault Mulan was so irresponsible and lazy back then, either. The whole visit that they had could have gone pleasant if it wasn’t for the sloppy nature that Mulan had presented herself in.

Even recalling that visit gave her the shivers. So, this would clear the air and give the matchmaker a pleasant memory now.

She made her way on horseback, taking a bit more time that she would have liked, and arriving at dark. It was just past sundown, so her ride over to town was in the light. Had she known better, she would have left earlier this morning. So maybe Mulan hadn’t lost her irresponsible ways yet..

Nonetheless, Mulan made her way to the quaint “shack”, politely ringing the bell. She smiled politely, waiting for the door to answer. A few moments passed, and Mulan politely rang the bell, again. Now, she was becoming a bit annoyed and confused – the matchmaker was always here. She was known for being punctual, and always at her shack.

Mulan decided to just go in. She opened the door a crack at first, peering in as if to make sure the matchmaker hadn’t been sleeping or anything and perhaps missed her ringing. Then, she found herself inside the shack, peering her head around the corner. Mulan then walked blatantly inside, staring at the home. Where was this lady? She hadn’t thought anything was extremely odd, until she heard a noise. One that could certainly not come from the dainty matchmaker.

[my-darling-wendy]

I'll Make a Man Out of You || Mulan [Ping] & Wendy

[reflections-mulan]

Ping smiled at Wendy, enjoying her enthusiasm as she spoke, and the sparkle in her eyes that could only come from a child. She was more mature than most children, and Ping could tell she was a good sister; if she had any siblings that was. “Jumping off a plank?! I would guess that you must be as brave as Peter! If not braver! If I had to jump off a plank, well.. I don’t know what I’d do!” Ping exclaimed.

Neverland. The place Wendy spoke about often. Ping made a mental note to ask her about the place later. He couldn’t imagine where it was, but the name “never- land” sounded a bit threatening. “WendyBird is a perfect name! How about it Chien-Po?” Ping asked, smiling both at Chien-Po, and Wendy. Chien-Po nodded, and decided this was the best time to find some of Yao’s spare clothing.

“WendyBird, stay here with Chien-Po while I get you some proper clothing. Alright?” Ping asked. He turned on his heel, nervous that one of the other soldiers would catch him sneaking into Yao’s tent, and exiting from it with clothing. Stealing was one of the most frowned upon crimes at camp, so Ping needed to be discreet. He waited a few moments before quickly entering, and closing the tent flaps so no one saw his entry.

Yao’s tent was scattered, and full of clothing lying in heaps, and various weaponry that he used on the shelves inside. Ping had to admit it did reek of sushi – and covered his nose while looking through. In the corner of the tent, there lay a piece of armor, and the pants and shirt they wore with it. Across the tent floor there were several others, so Yao could go without this one pair.

Ping stuffed it under his shirt, and exited the tent as unsuspiciously as he could. He rejoined Wendy and Chien-Po by the fire, and spoke quietly.

“Alright Wendy, shall we get you to the lagoon?”

[my-darling-wendy]

"I am sure you could manage. You are a strong man and I am just a girl. You could beat those pirates easily, I am sure of it!" Wendy reassured, examining Ping. Thin, he was, but Wendy could see the strength that lied within him. 

"Okay, I will wait here…" Wendy trailed off as she waited for Ping to return. Looking over to Chien-Po, she gave a nervous smile as she waited for their mutual friend to return. There was nothing to talk about, but Wendy was wanting to fill the air with words— as she usually did. 

"So, Chien-Po, where are you from?" Wendy asked, trying to get conversation started. "I am from London. It is quite nice there, but I think it is a bit too rainy. Here it seems humid. I learned about weather in school and humidity seems like it is bad. Oh well, rain or humidity. Either is bad because it does not make for a fun day…" Wendy’s words trailed off into a conversation she had with herself, not allowing once for Chien-Po to talk. Wendy looked over to Ping as she heard words nearby. 

"Sure. I cannot wait to get these rags off of me," Wendy answered, heading towards Ping to follow him to the lagoon he spoke of. 

[reflections-mulan]

 Ping returned with the clothing for Wendy, smiling as she engaged in conversation with Chien-PO.She was smart, kind, and easy to get along with. She also seemed good natured and had a good sense of humor. All good qualities that every person should have. Among all else, she wasn’t scared of being away from home. She must have been used to being away, or maybe traveled a lot.

 “Alrighty then, we probably should get you down there!” Ping handed her the clothing, then turned to the lagoon, with Wendy right in tow. It was a short walk, and upon the sight of it – Ping let out a sigh of relief. It was empty. This was the best case scenario of the whole ordeal.

“I’ll give you these, you can wash and dry up as you please  ... but do it quick, Wendy Bird. I can’t tell you when someone else might come back here for their bath. We better not get caught either, so doing this quickly would work best.” Ping said stiffly, then letting out a laugh. “Enough of that seriousness.. quick like a cheetah, wendy!”

[the-lost--princess]

Making the Ancestors Dizzy // Ping & Rapunzel

[the-lost--princess]

reflections-mulan:

One night.

Immediately Rapunzel wanted to boil water for a bath, cook a feast, knit gloves… The list went on. One night wasn’t nearly enough time for Rapunzel to properly take care of her guest. After bonding so closely with the girl, she couldn’t imagine sending Mulan on her way, back to war, without doing all she could to help. If this was Mulan’s one day off, Rapunzel wanted it to make sure it was as relaxing and luxurious as possible. 

However, Mulan didn’t seem nearly as frenzied as Rapunzel felt.

"Ambition?" Rapunzel smiled a bit and laid on her side next to Mulan, propping herself up on an elbow. "I never really think about my future too much…" In a way, she didn’t really like to. She knew as of now, because she had no plans, her next eighteen years looked like the passed eighteen had. 

"I’d like to live in The Kingdom!" Rapunzel blurted so suddenly she even surprised herself. 

[reflections-mulan]

Mulan watched Rapunzel with interest, making her posture follow that of Rapunzels. She had never really had a friend as close as Rapunzel before, and at China they did things in a more formal matter. Laying down on her side also, Mulan nodded at Rapunzel’s wish. “The kingdom! Your kingdom is so beautiful, I’d like to do the same… if mother and father lived closer to here. I do think I remember visiting here once as a girl, and the castle .. stained glass windows, bright lanterns …. It’s all so beautiful,”

“I would like to do something with my life.. make it help someone else’s life. I just don’t know what or how I’m going to yet. I think that’s the exciting thing about it though. We have no clue what our future will be like! My grandmother says that ‘Those who wait for their future always get what they wish for, those who rush their future get what they deserve’ whatever that means, I hope it helps me figure what I should do,” Mulan said  - laughing at her own ramble.

“I would love if you could visit China sometime, Rapunzel. Even for a day, or an afternoon – it would be so fun!”

[reflections-mulan]

News from the Emperor // Milo & Mulan

[reflections-mulan]

Mulan went to the emperor’s palace, and learned of her new task. There was to be a visitor, of the name Milo Thatch who was visiting from Atlantis. Mulan, of course, was to see to it that he was safe, and that his trip to China was a pleasant one. She wasn’t exactly sure how to keep someone entertained – or why she was chosen and not Shang, but nonetheless a request from the emperor was nothing shabby, so she decided to do it.

She wasn’t sure where Atlantis was, it was supposedly a kingdom that was extinct. Well, believed to be extinct. But they aren’t – and that was why the visitor was to come. To establish relations with China, and provide awareness of Atlantis.

Mulan stood at the bottom of the large palace stairs – keeping an eye out for a foreign looking carriage or coach. She saw it in the horizon, and waited patiently as it grew closer. Once it was in a few feet of distance, Mulan bowed at the horseman and Henchmen, and waited as the visitor took a step out of the carriage.

He appeared to be young, how young exactly she wasn’t sure. His brown hair was wavy and a bit shaggy, the color of a light brown. He hadn’t spoken a word yet, but Mulan could already tell he was intelligent. His behavior and mannerisms led her to believe this – as he hadn’t said anything that could hurt him, or his country yet.

“Fa Mulan, pleased to meet you. You must be Milo Thatch?” Mulan bowed, and extended a hand for a handshake – she remembered some foreigners did that as their way of saying hello.

[milo-thatch-of-atlantis]

"Lovely to meet you, Miss Fa. I am indeed Milo Thatch." Milo replied, bowing and shaking the woman’s hand. The lack of his proper title might not have boded well for the rest of the trip, but Milo didn’t mind too much. He didn’t want to offend her by bringing attention to it anyway. He assumed that Miss Fa would be someone important, if he was meeting her. 

"May I ask why we are stopped?" he inquired. "I have been on the road for a while now and while your country-side is beautiful, I am unable to tell where we’re going! I am a cartographer, but I tend to work better with maps rather than the real deal." Milo laughed to himself. 

[reflections-mulan]

  Mulan laughed to herself, Milo reminded her somewhat of her father. Very intelligent and always asking questions. Quite observant too. “Milo, that’s a nice name. Oh - and it’s nice to meet you as well Milo. We’ve stopped because uh –“ Mulan held her hands out, gesturing to the land around her.

“Well we’re here! You’re here to see the emperor or something like that I believe... am I right?” Mulan questioned, wondering if she should be so informal with this stranger. The emperor said he was of importance and it would probably behoove of Mulan to address him as such.

She remembered him saying something about a cartographer, and curiosity got the best of her as it did usually – “Cartographer... I hope you don’t mind my asking, but what does a cartographer do? We don’t have any of them in China.”

[reflections-mulan]

Arendelle Mission (Fa Mulan and Jack Skellington)

[MISSION] Journey up the northern coast to rescue Dr. Klaus Westergard and his crew from their shipwreck, and escort them safely into Arendelle’s borders

[RATING] Extremely dangerous, high risk of infection, please have the utmost caution

[Partners] Mulan & Jack Skellington ( + Dr. Klaus Westergard) 

reflections-mulan , fury-of-my-recitations-jack ( + prince-hans-the-frozen-heart)  

[Assigned By] King Hans Westergard of Arendelle 

"Mulan, could I speak with you? 

"The Queen and I have been trying to contact any surviving doctors and researchers in the area to investigate this spreading infection, and develop a cure for it as soon as possible. I’m afraid we have only managed to contact one, a man who specializes in antidotes, yes, for poisons and venoms, but we’ve just gotten word that his ship was wrecked further up the coast — outside of Arendelle’s protected borders. 

"I’m afraid we don’t know the condition of the doctor, or the crew he was travelling with — only that if they have not been attacked yet, they surely will be in this vulnerable position. 

"Please investigate the shipwreck up the coast, and bring the doctor and his crew safely into Arendelle’s borders. 

"Also… if the doctor is alive and healthy, please take good care of him. It so happens that he is… my brother, King Klaus of Dallinia. We don’t get along anymore, but he’s still my brother, and I am deeply concerned for his safety. 

"Thank you, Mulan. Zhù nǐ shùnlì,” King Hans said with a respectful bow, wishing the warrior luck. Though they had fought side-by-side during more than one unexpected adventure in China, and he had the utmost respect for her skills and courage, King Hans couldn’t help fearing she would need much, much more than a lucky cricket to get through this. 

OOC: Thank you for volunteering for an Arendelle mission! 

Mulan, please write the starter for your Mission RP in response to this submitted post. Jack Skellington will join you unexpectedly!

Jack Skellington, since you have not yet arrived in Arendelle, meeting Mulan on her way to the ship would be an excellent opportunity! 

There are plenty of zombies outside of Arendelle’s magic defense shield, so be careful!

You two may RP your adventure arriving at the ship, and an initial investigation! 

Please report back to me via Asks when you are ready to discover what has happened in this frightening shipwreck.

I will join your RP rotation at that time.

Thank you, and good luck!  

———

Mulan had met with King Hans, her friend and skillful counterpart, to discuss serious business. Upon her slightly dangerous arrival to Arendelle, she wasn’t sure what to expect. Times were incredibly tough right now, so it could be anything from offering help with protection Arendelle’s borders from zombies, to offering her life for the kingdom, and King Hans. Although curious and nervous, Mulan was extremely honored to be asked to offer assistance. She would oblige no matter what the request was – as a favor to King Hans who assisted her in the past. The journey to Arendelle consisted of a two day trip by carriage, it was extremely dangerous because the second day the carriage was ransacked by zombies – and one henchmen was bit. Which definitely slowed the process.

However, once arriving – Mulan noted that Arendelle was indeed a safe haven. There were no zombies inside, and it was free of havoc. The people seemed to be acting normal, so there must be some sort of order established. That was a good sight indeed. So, maybe Mulan wouldn’t be needed for border patrol.

King Hans explained his situation, and Mulan willingly agreed – realizing the dangerous measures she would be facing. The outside world was infested with zombies, and surely she would need to be one hundred percent careful. If she would happen to get bit – the whole kingdom of Arendelle would be at a loss – and she would be letting down King Hans. It wouldn’t, and couldn’t happen.

[fury-of-my-recitations-jack]

    Weeks. He’d been looking for both a cure and his beloved Rag doll, Sally, for weeks now. Sure he’d spent much longer searching for the components of Sally’s heart long ago, but this was a very different situation. He’d been doing a favor for the Doctor and been having fun on his travels that time. This time the trip and reason for it had a much darker tone. He’d been to many different places, but with all the destruction and Zombies about, he couldn’t really say if he recognized any of those areas.

                                   (Rustle) (Slide) (Rustle)

   He hadn’t run into many people that weren’t Zombies and opted to only show himself if he was needed. People didn’t need the fear his appearance naturally brought. There was enough of that going around at the moment. Instead he opted to leave notes on what he’d seen so far and what he thought of the situation. He’d also asked that the readers of said notes share the antidote with everyone, should they find it. He could only hope that they’d listen to his plea if the search continued to be unsuccessful on his end.

                                            Rrnnnnn…

   They certainly were noisy, but that seemed to be a trait shared by all Zombies. Jack preferred the music the Zombie Band produced; though he supposed the noises these Zombies made would be frightening to most. He’d come here hearing that there was a Safe Haven in… Hm… Ah. In Arendelle. The most interesting thing to Jack was that King Hans seemed to be the one in charge of the Haven. KING? When did Hans get married? How was he able to keep the hoard of Zombies out of a place that wasn’t hidden like Halloween Town? He had a lot questions concerning his friend, but he’d come here in hopes of finding more information- and, hopefully, a glimpse of Sally. So far he hadn’t had any luck.

“Sally…”

[reflections-mulan]

Mulan left that afternoon once hearing the mission – she felt as though it held an utmost importance, and putting it off until morning would do no good. This would certainly be tricky; the strategies she used successfully were on real people, not gut-eating monsters. Of course, her heart, mind, and soul would hopefully connect and give her some guidance. Grandma’s lucky cricket would not do any good now.

The leaves that had fallen on the ground crunched under her shoes as she walked, which was quite distracting. Every time she crunched on a leaf, it sent alarms going off in her head, the noise sounded like a zombie of some sort might be nearby. That would not be a good thing.

Mulan wasn’t too far from the kingdom gates when she heard a peculiar noise – not the slide and rustle made by zombies, or the eerie grunts and sniffles that usually accompanied them. This sounded like careful steps, not careless feet trudging through the woods.  She paused, sniffing the air for any traces of the horrid scent – and let out a sigh of relief once she saw the skeleton being.

A familiar face made this mission all the more interesting. “Jack! You’re… you’re here? Don’t tell me the infection has made it’s way to Halloween town….” Mulan rose her eyebrows, taking a deep breath at the seriousness of this situation. It couldn’t be… “What tombstone did you use to get here? And sally, is she okay?”

[reflections-mulan]

Owe responses too

Jack skellington - Mission for Arendelle Rapunzel that's it! i'd love to work with more of you for a week long thread, message me and we can work something out!

[reflections-mulan]

Mulan will be back in butt-kicking (or more specifically zombie butt-kicking) action by tomorrow! Mun has been occupied with semester projects, & semester finals (similar to mid-finals, but once every semester instead of half idk) SO i've been more than a lil smidgen of busy. But i'm back, yay!

[reflections-mulan]

Hey guys, my computer is down right now, so my next few posts will be reblogged by link, on mobile. I'm so sorry as this is terribly inconvenient for my thread partners, so if something's really messed up, let me know? Thanks!

[reflections-mulan]

[reflections-mulan]

Mulan gasped as recognition set in – and then was overcome by a sense of relief. She wasn’t in the mood to do any sword fighting at the moment, and she was more than thrilled to see it was Rapunzel. At first, Mulan was speechless – not knowing what to say or how to word...

[reflections-mulan]

Mulan nodded slowly at Rapunzel, processing everything she said. If she knew Rapunzel - and she did, then she knew her friend was not one to admit defeat. She was a strong person, and Mulan needed to be around someone like that, now more than ever. While everyone else was running in fear and looking for Mulan for comfort, she had to be strong and pretend these things didn't scare her. They did though. Mulan was more than thankful for Rapunzel, because now she wasn't the only one reminding herself that things were and would be okay. "Good, i'm glad you're okay... and you don't have to worry a bit about me. I'm fine, looking for medical supplies... my grandmother is infected." Mulan broke the news slowly, her head thinking of a million things at once and about to overload. That's when the idea hit her.

"These zombies - they're everywhere... I was wondering, would you like to scavenge for supplies with me? You're strong yourself, and with two of us that's surely better than just one..."

[reflections-mulan]

Escaping the living dead // Week 3: Mulan/Rapunzel

Mulan wasn’t fond of the idea of living among those who were dead. Or, those who were living but dead. The concept of it all was extremely hard to grasp - China had never dealt with a serious epidemic like this. Even the health clinics that had cures for practically everything that swept through were speechless. They were also closed - the doors left wide open with signs scrawled with messy print reading “take what you need; stay well.” That was when Mulan truly knew this was a terrible thing. Not that the people of China weren’t generous, but never in a million years would medical supplies be completely free. Other shops were closed too. The matchmakers shop was ransacked for god knows what, and the emperors palace was deserted. Obviously as a high up official he was taken to a safer place.

With all of that aside, there was only one thing Mulan needed. Medicine. Her grandmother gad come down with the disease that was spreading, and she needed some sort of vaccination. The town’s health clinic had medicine supplies, but nothing that cure the infection. So Mulan needed to travel farther.

Mulan was on Khan, riding to a farther off town that was rumored to have a solution. She approached the town, and noticed everything was deserted. The look of it was insanely weird - and wanted to make Mulan leave instantly. With her own fears aside, Mulan told Khan to stay in sight (she was extremely wary of leaving him to begin with) as she approached the main part of town.

The sound of scuffling feet made Mulan stop dead in her tracks. Someone else was out there, dead or alive, and they were most certainly a threat. Pulling her sword, Mulan counted to three; and charged at the being [zombie or person], with her sword out.

[the-lost--princess]

Rapunzel hadn’t slept in days.

Sure she tried; she had been told multiple times to get shut eye, scolded by some that she’d turn useless if she hadn’t any energy, even forced— carried and dropped onto a mattress by those either kind enough to look out for her or consumed by desperation that maybe if she weren’t so tired and tried to sing…

But she had tried.

For days. For hours at a time she sang. Yearning for her powers to do something other than mask pain.

Rapunzel didn’t like disappointing people. She wasn’t used to it. At the beginning of it all she had brought hope to people— a lifted sensation would wash over a room as she entered. Now people knew— the hair did just about as much as a nice cup of tea. The hope was now mere sideways looks of contempt. 

Rapunzel, however, foolish as she may be, clung to hope. She held on with both hands refusing to believe that those infected were doomed to a soulless, undead life.

So she went outside.

Against the wishes of everyone in the camps and warned that she would most likely not return, or not be allowed back inside the camps if infected, she went anyway.  

Rapunzel never did like being concealed behind stone walls. 

If felt like an eternity before she finally reached The Kingdom. Never before had the river of golden hair streaming behind her been a burden. Now it felt heavier with every mile. After all, all it was was hair. Hair that was covered with twigs and dead leaves. Stained from road by either mud or blood, though she wasn’t eager to determine which.

As she reached the center of the market place, the blonde tripped— whether it was over her hair or own feet didn’t matter, the exhaustion had caused it.  Pulling herself up, Rapunzel cursed the newly formed gash on her elbow, warm red seeping into the sleeve of her dress. 

Did zombies have a good sense of smell?

Luckily, the blonde caught sight of the attacker early enough to lunge out of the way and grab hold of a fist-sized rock. As she was about to throw it, she recognized her attacker. 

"WHOA! Whoa wait! Hang on there!" her tone was similar to the one she used on Maximus whenever he was rallied up. 

"Mulan." There was no question in her voice, just simple recognition. 

[reflections-mulan]

Mulan gasped as recognition set in – and then was overcome by a sense of relief. She wasn’t in the mood to do any sword fighting at the moment, and she was more than thrilled to see it was Rapunzel. At first, Mulan was speechless – not knowing what to say or how to word it. “Rapunzel!" She reached to give the blonde a hug- relief swelling over her. "So, your town too? The disease thing… it must be spreading.”

Her eyes flashed different emotions – and she finally realized her sword was still out. “Sorry about this – It comes as a second nature now, and I was expecting to run into a uh-zombie.”

Mulan then looked around her, checking to make sure they were at a safe location with no zombies trailing towards them. “Are you okay? I’m so relieved you are alive, and –“Mulan scanned the blonde, “You don’t look too hurt either, which is definitely good.”

[reflections-mulan]

Arendelle Mission (Fa Mulan and Jack Skellington)

[MISSION] Journey up the northern coast to rescue Dr. Klaus Westergard and his crew from their shipwreck, and escort them safely into Arendelle’s borders

[RATING] Extremely dangerous, high risk of infection, please have the utmost caution

[Partners] Mulan & Jack Skellington ( + Dr. Klaus Westergard) 

reflections-mulan , fury-of-my-recitations-jack ( + prince-hans-the-frozen-heart)  

[Assigned By] King Hans Westergard of Arendelle 

"Mulan, could I speak with you? 

"The Queen and I have been trying to contact any surviving doctors and researchers in the area to investigate this spreading infection, and develop a cure for it as soon as possible. I’m afraid we have only managed to contact one, a man who specializes in antidotes, yes, for poisons and venoms, but we’ve just gotten word that his ship was wrecked further up the coast — outside of Arendelle’s protected borders. 

"I’m afraid we don’t know the condition of the doctor, or the crew he was travelling with — only that if they have not been attacked yet, they surely will be in this vulnerable position. 

"Please investigate the shipwreck up the coast, and bring the doctor and his crew safely into Arendelle’s borders. 

"Also… if the doctor is alive and healthy, please take good care of him. It so happens that he is… my brother, King Klaus of Dallinia. We don’t get along anymore, but he’s still my brother, and I am deeply concerned for his safety. 

"Thank you, Mulan. Zhù nǐ shùnlì,” King Hans said with a respectful bow, wishing the warrior luck. Though they had fought side-by-side during more than one unexpected adventure in China, and he had the utmost respect for her skills and courage, King Hans couldn’t help fearing she would need much, much more than a lucky cricket to get through this. 

OOC: Thank you for volunteering for an Arendelle mission! 

Mulan, please write the starter for your Mission RP in response to this submitted post. Jack Skellington will join you unexpectedly!

Jack Skellington, since you have not yet arrived in Arendelle, meeting Mulan on her way to the ship would be an excellent opportunity! 

There are plenty of zombies outside of Arendelle’s magic defense shield, so be careful!

You two may RP your adventure arriving at the ship, and an initial investigation! 

Please report back to me via Asks when you are ready to discover what has happened in this frightening shipwreck.

I will join your RP rotation at that time.

Thank you, and good luck!  

------

Mulan had met with King Hans, her friend and skillful counterpart, to discuss serious business. Upon her slightly dangerous arrival to Arendelle, she wasn’t sure what to expect. Times were incredibly tough right now, so it could be anything from offering help with protection Arendelle’s borders from zombies, to offering her life for the kingdom, and King Hans. Although curious and nervous, Mulan was extremely honored to be asked to offer assistance. She would oblige no matter what the request was – as a favor to King Hans who assisted her in the past. The journey to Arendelle consisted of a two day trip by carriage, it was extremely dangerous because the second day the carriage was ransacked by zombies – and one henchmen was bit. Which definitely slowed the process.

However, once arriving – Mulan noted that Arendelle was indeed a safe haven. There were no zombies inside, and it was free of havoc. The people seemed to be acting normal, so there must be some sort of order established. That was a good sight indeed. So, maybe Mulan wouldn’t be needed for border patrol.

King Hans explained his situation, and Mulan willingly agreed – realizing the dangerous measures she would be facing. The outside world was infested with zombies, and surely she would need to be one hundred percent careful. If she would happen to get bit – the whole kingdom of Arendelle would be at a loss – and she would be letting down King Hans. It wouldn’t, and couldn’t happen.

[reflections-mulan]

ALL REPLIES WILL BE REPLIED TOO TOMORROW, thanks for being patient with me <3

[reflections-mulan]

Escaping the living dead // Week 2: Mulan/Rapunzel

Mulan wasn't fond of the idea of living among those who were dead. Or, those who were living but dead. The concept of it all was extremely hard to grasp - China had never dealt with a serious epidemic like this. Even the health clinics that had cures for practically everything that swept through were speechless. They were also closed - the doors left wide open with signs scrawled with messy print reading "take what you need; stay well." That was when Mulan truly knew this was a terrible thing. Not that the people of China weren't generous, but never in a million years would medical supplies be completely free. Other shops were closed too. The matchmakers shop was ransacked for god knows what, and the emperors palace was deserted. Obviously as a high up official he was taken to a safer place. With all of that aside, there was only one thing Mulan needed. Medicine. Her grandmother gad come down with the disease that was spreading, and she needed some sort of vaccination. The town's health clinic had medicine supplies, but nothing that cure the infection. So Mulan needed to travel farther. Mulan was on Khan, riding to a farther off town that was rumored to have a solution. She approached the town, and noticed everything was deserted. The look of it was insanely weird - and wanted to make Mulan leave instantly. With her own fears aside, Mulan told Khan to stay in sight (she was extremely wary of leaving him to begin with) as she approached the main part of town. The sound of scuffling feet made Mulan stop dead in her tracks. Someone else was out there, dead or alive, and they were most certainly a threat. Pulling her sword, Mulan counted to three; and charged at the being [zombie or person], with her sword out.

[reflections-mulan]

Looks like you've managed to avoid being bitten. Stay safe out there! Things are starting to get grim.

Being bitten.

The words echoed through her brain and rang out distastefully. It had only happened a little awhile ago, and the health officials of china had passed it off as a common infection. A few days passed, and it was now a major outbreak. Mulan wasn't sure what to do, or how to handle this - but she knew she had to leave. China could be the worst of it, and there could be better opportunities. Mulan was really looking for the best thing to do for her parents. They were set on going to the other side of the country, as assisted by the emperor, and Mulan was going elsewhere to scout for safe lands.

They would make it through this. They had too.

[reflections-mulan]

Drp Halloween Event

Mulan would love to work with whomever for this event! Let me know if you are interested in plotting something out!

[reflections-mulan]

News from the Emperor // Milo & Mulan

~ feel free to change the title ~

"Good boy! Sucha good boy, aren’t you?" Mulan cooed, reaching down to give her dog a good scratch between the ears. He ran off, rice bags by his paws, and once he ran over the chicken’s pen, the rice bags opened up; feeding the chickens. A system Mulan had discovered early on, the dog feeding the chickens eliminated a few steps from her morning process.

Getting up, Mulan studied her father from the distance. He wasn’t psychic or anything, the people didn’t believe in such ordeals like that, but the whole town knew Fa Zhou could sense when something big was coming. At the moment, Fa Zhou was knelt down at the prayer temple; head in his hands. He wasn’t a man of many words, he tended to show things through emotion- and his constant fidgeting gave away the obvious impression; he was nervous.

Mulan was anxious and eager to see what he was fretting about, but she knew better than to disturb him while he was praying in the temple. She would pay a visit to Mushu and Cri-Kee later, perhaps tell him to say hello to the ancestors, so for now, Mulan was free of duties.

This was such a rare occurrence, Mulan wasn’t quite sure what to do with herself. Moments later, the sound of horse hooves connecting with the cobblestone disrupted her thoughts. “Fa Mulan, the emperor has requested your appearance,” the familiar voice of the advisor spoke to her.

"Of course, I’ll be on my way."

milo-thatch-of-atlantis

[milo-thatch-of-atlantis]

Of course being King would come with responsibilities and duties, Milo knew what he was signing up for when he agreed to marrying Kida. He really didn’t want to be an ambassador, though. 

In an effort to gradually make the world aware of Atlantis’ presence, Milo was required to meet with heads of state. He didn’t liek it at all. First, he’d have to wear traditional Atlantean clothing which always felt awkward outside of Atlantis, and it meant that his little life as an normal linguist becomes less and less possible. He loved his wife, but he felt like he was loosing his old life. 

He sighed and rested his head against the side of the carriage or whatever this was called. He was in China, he was pretty sure and unfortunately his Chinese was a bit rusty. Milo hoped that this wouldn’t hinder the talks between him and the Emperor. 

A guard ducked his head in through the window and told Milo that they would be moving again soon. Milo smiled and nodded. Good. he thought, though he wondered who they had stopped for…

[reflections-mulan]

Mulan went to the emperor’s palace, and learned of her new task. There was to be a visitor, of the name Milo Thatch who was visiting from Atlantis. Mulan, of course, was to see to it that he was safe, and that his trip to China was a pleasant one. She wasn’t exactly sure how to keep someone entertained – or why she was chosen and not Shang, but nonetheless a request from the emperor was nothing shabby, so she decided to do it.

She wasn’t sure where Atlantis was, it was supposedly a kingdom that was extinct. Well, believed to be extinct. But they aren’t – and that was why the visitor was to come. To establish relations with China, and provide awareness of Atlantis.

Mulan stood at the bottom of the large palace stairs – keeping an eye out for a foreign looking carriage or coach. She saw it in the horizon, and waited patiently as it grew closer. Once it was in a few feet of distance, Mulan bowed at the horseman and Henchmen, and waited as the visitor took a step out of the carriage.

He appeared to be young, how young exactly she wasn’t sure. His brown hair was wavy and a bit shaggy, the color of a light brown. He hadn’t spoken a word yet, but Mulan could already tell he was intelligent. His behavior and mannerisms led her to believe this – as he hadn’t said anything that could hurt him, or his country yet.

“Fa Mulan, pleased to meet you. You must be Milo Thatch?” Mulan bowed, and extended a hand for a handshake – she remembered some foreigners did that as their way of saying hello.

[the-lost--princess]

Making the Ancestors Dizzy // Ping & Rapunzel

[reflections-mulan]

Mulan smiled warm-heartedly at Rapunzel, feeling even closer to the blonde after gaining the knowledge of her extremely special gift. Sure, she believed Rapunzel when she said she had magical hair, but seeing it and hearing of it were two completely different scenarios. The gift, although enchanting and pretty awesome, surely had it’s drawbacks. It was something so powerful, that if other people found out – everyone would be at her tower wanting a bit of it for themselves. That would not be good, for sure. “The powers must have their drawbacks… I mean, people would go totally mad if they found out about this. That’s not something that you want everyone to know, for sure.” She admitted, starting to worry about what would happen to her friend if someone else found out.

“I won’t tell anyone, so you don’t have to worry about me. That’s something I could never do, you’ve done nothing but helped me – and I plan on doing the same for you. If anything bad should happen, you know I’ll be at your defense. Possibly the whole Chinese army if things go well with this war.” Mulan smiled encouragingly, presenting the blonde with a matter of reassurance.

[the-lost--princess]

Rapunzel laughed. The idea of whole Chinese army backing her up was certainly something!

"I’m sure it’ll all be fine! I mean, look how well you’ve done this far! Mulan," Rapunzel paused for a moment and took the girls hands in her own, "I know you need to return to the army at some point, but you’re welcome to stay with me and rest for as long as you’d like."

Rapunzel no longer felt like she was speaking to a stranger. In the small time that the girls knew each other, they had confided more than two years of friendship typically warranted. She would be happy to have Mulan’s company for longer. And from what she had read about war… they were neither safe nor pleasant, and she didn’t want Mulan to have to bear that! 

[reflections-mulan]

Mulan’s eyes looked up in interest, meeting the gaze of Rapunzel’s. Normally, she would be considerate and decline the offer – but, this was an important matter – and sleeping soundly for one night would really be beneficial.  “I think I’ll stay the night, and then return to camp in the morning. I really don’t know what to say – that’s such an incredibly nice thing to offer me. I’m so thankful I met you Rapunzel, I really and truly am.”

Rapunzel was such a good friend, and especially in the time that Mulan needed someone to be there to support her. She was definitely going through some troubles, and keeping a whole boatload of information concealed. It was more than nice to be able to confide in someone, and get out everything she had been holding inside.

“I know you very well Rapunzel, but I don’t know about you,” Mulan said, with a laugh and a friendly gaze. “Tell me what you like to do, and… what your biggest ambition in life is. I like to know what people really like to accomplish. For some reason that I can’t quite explain, it provides me with motivation to do things I usually wouldn’t.” Mulan explained. She was interested to know what Rapunzel wanted to do, and what she liked to do. It could only help them get to know each other better, and Mulan trusted Rapunzel with… everything, there wasn’t one aspect of her life that was truly important that Rapunzel didn’t know.