Post by hanabi on Oct 2, 2008 18:27:26 GMT -6
Hanabi looked at the young man her Orange Eye and her Scarred and Faded left eye staring at him as he gave his speach, in the back of her mind she was somewhat supprised that he was offering her something to drink, "... I thank you, if you have it Kyoshi Mint Tea." she asked, it was a tea she had got to like from her father, him having Pirated a ship that had a large stock of the Tea Leaves when she was younger, so she sort of grew up on it. However she knew finding that veriaty of tea outside of Kyoshi Island was rare, mainly due to the War, Exporting and Importing of tea was of little to no bother to most ship captains with things as lucrative as raw materials for the War Effort was safer then Transporting Tea. No sense there, but when all ships are stopped and ramsacked by the enemy no exeptions, it's best to have a troop of benders on your ship with Raw Materials to bend then Tea Leaves and the cold hope that your enemy is merciful.
Hanabi stepped into the door, "My name is Hanabi Xiti, I am greatful for your hopitality, if you don't have Kyoshi Mint, I will take whatever is most convenient for you." she said, trying to keep her own manners, her overly formal addition to what she said she hoped warming the atmosphere.
Hanabi when she met his gaze had one Orange Eye her right eye was bright and vibrent almost seeming to dance like candlelight or like a Radient Sunset, Her Left Eye however had a large scar over it going from almost to the center of the forehead right down through the eye and down her cheek coming just short of reaching where her mouth was, her eye itself was a faded orange with a black line through the eye as if the muscles had been stained or scratched by a poisoned blade, and had 'poisoned' the muscles in her eyeball causing it to fade and the pupel to be invisible behind the scar over it, strangely enough, the eye seemed to function to a degree, though by the way she squinted that one eye slightly, it was probably stuck in a state meant for looking around at night and would not adapt to lighting around her vary well.
Hanabi's arms had scars along them from minor burn and scrape scars on the upper arms to scars on her wrist like she had blocked a sword or some blade that didn't cut vary deep with her Forearms, her Right Hand had a massive Scar on it that consumed almost her entire palm and had a matching slightly smaller scar on the opposate end like her hand had been impaled with a Dagger earlier in her life and had been burned shut with a campfire or a torch to stop bleeding.
Of note also, Hanabi's hands where both extremely calloused and her nails kept extremely short like she climbed vertical slopes her entire life, and at the moment her right hand had some first degree burns on them, nothing too major, but still it looked a bit painful.
However her fetures placed her actual age somewhere around fourteen years of age.
Hanabi herself smelled the overwhelming aura of 'fortune teller musk' in the incense in the air, just like she'd imagine and sighed looking around finding a comfortable mat where she could sit. Hanabi did so and waited, wondering if Aunt Wu was real or not, she had been discurtious in her words reguarding her to her companions, but if Aunt Wu really had a 'Gift' then it was her own dishonor to judge her.
Hanabi stepped into the door, "My name is Hanabi Xiti, I am greatful for your hopitality, if you don't have Kyoshi Mint, I will take whatever is most convenient for you." she said, trying to keep her own manners, her overly formal addition to what she said she hoped warming the atmosphere.
Hanabi when she met his gaze had one Orange Eye her right eye was bright and vibrent almost seeming to dance like candlelight or like a Radient Sunset, Her Left Eye however had a large scar over it going from almost to the center of the forehead right down through the eye and down her cheek coming just short of reaching where her mouth was, her eye itself was a faded orange with a black line through the eye as if the muscles had been stained or scratched by a poisoned blade, and had 'poisoned' the muscles in her eyeball causing it to fade and the pupel to be invisible behind the scar over it, strangely enough, the eye seemed to function to a degree, though by the way she squinted that one eye slightly, it was probably stuck in a state meant for looking around at night and would not adapt to lighting around her vary well.
Hanabi's arms had scars along them from minor burn and scrape scars on the upper arms to scars on her wrist like she had blocked a sword or some blade that didn't cut vary deep with her Forearms, her Right Hand had a massive Scar on it that consumed almost her entire palm and had a matching slightly smaller scar on the opposate end like her hand had been impaled with a Dagger earlier in her life and had been burned shut with a campfire or a torch to stop bleeding.
Of note also, Hanabi's hands where both extremely calloused and her nails kept extremely short like she climbed vertical slopes her entire life, and at the moment her right hand had some first degree burns on them, nothing too major, but still it looked a bit painful.
However her fetures placed her actual age somewhere around fourteen years of age.
Hanabi herself smelled the overwhelming aura of 'fortune teller musk' in the incense in the air, just like she'd imagine and sighed looking around finding a comfortable mat where she could sit. Hanabi did so and waited, wondering if Aunt Wu was real or not, she had been discurtious in her words reguarding her to her companions, but if Aunt Wu really had a 'Gift' then it was her own dishonor to judge her.