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Mana Personal Name: Wani B Age: 21 Gender: Female Sexuality: Heterosexual Class: Trickster Rank: D-rank Guild: Guildless Tattoo: Green | Lower Back Face: Emerald Sustrai | RWBY Appearance Height: 160 cm Weight: 55 kg Hair: Her most recognizable and unusual physical feature, Wani's hair possesses a natural green hue that allows her to stand out in a crowd. She fashions her cut in rows of straight bangs for pragmatic reasons, among the most obvious of which lessens the chances of her hair getting caught. As a testament to her more wild side, though, she allows two long locks to flow down her backside, which have a habit of waving behind when she walks straight into the path of blowing winds. She never bothers with scrunchies or hairpins since—for the same reason as her no-makeup rule—she never intends to impress with her appearance. However, she still tends to it carefully with conditioners and whatnot when given the opportunity. Her hairstyle won't change much (or at all) under most different circumstances, whether she is preparing for a formal ball or a casual lunch with a few friends. Eyes: As with her hair, a strange but nonetheless natural color fills Wani's irises: light red with a dark red center that one could easily mistake for a valuable ruby. The scleras, on the other hand, have a perfectly normal whiteness to them that rarely suffer the plight of visible veins in stress-inducing situations. Her eye color matters little, however, compared to her honey-like stare. By default, she gazes with cocksure arrogance one would expect to see from a youthful woman who can knock a few heads together. If one wiped the arrogance from her and put her into a stressful situation, her stare can appear like that of a cornered rat whose only function is to simply survive. As for the actual shape, she possesses narrow almond eyes with a thin set of dark eyelashes that dance atop of them for vivid expression which suggests a mixed and diverse genetic tree. Overall: Standing out in Fiore almost as much as her hair and eyes, Wani's dark skin gleams like bronze under the ferocity of light. It bears the smoothness that accompanies her age whilst also possessing small but various cuts and scars as a testament to her active lifestyle. The body this skin covers is a mesomorph type with lean and well-define muscles, particularly in her upper bodies where much of her effort has gone toward building up. Her shoulders are somewhat wider than her hips, for example, and she bears a—in her opinion—mildly descent bust size. That is not to say her lower body has been entirely neglected however; her legs, like the rest of her body, are still on the athletic side. Not much can be said about Wani's head apart from her unusual hair and eyes. It maintains the classical heart shape without compromising her cheekbones. She wears a set of thin, convex lips which have a distinctively dainty appearance that juxtaposes the rest of her body. Her lips are not much lighter than her general skin tone but they house a set of impressive, pearly whites that stick out and contrast with the aforementioned skin whenever she smiles. To the south of her mouth, she bears a pointed but short chin that does not stick out too much thanks to her overall head shape. To the north, there lies a short but wide nose that miraculously lacks any blackheads or whiteheads to speak of. Past her eyes, she possesses a set of dark green eye brows that may be thin but nonetheless easily convey any emotions Wani might feel. Her ears, while typically covered up by her hair, are average sized and rounded. When it comes to clothing, Wani prefers comfort and utility over style and conformity. Her signature outfit—that is, her work uniform—testifies to this. For her upper body, this consists primarily of a dark green crop top which does little more than cover her unmentionables. The crop top is supported by a sleeveless white top which wraps around her neck to form a collar while snugly grasping her upper back. She wears a pair of matching green, single-finger gloves on both hands but only the left arm has the honor of bearing her prized bracelet, which is of significant sentimental value to her. The bracelet is metallic but mostly broken, being held together by several rough threads tied together around her wrist. For her lower body, she wears a pair of white work jeans cut short just a few inches below her knees. Atop of this, she wears a set of brown leather chaps that gently squeeze her legs. Additionally, she sports a set of dark high-heels and a brown leather belt with a metal buckle. Although utility matters little under most other niche circumstances, Wani still enjoys comfort more than anything when she has no need for her standard uniform. With sleepwear, for instance, she would not wear much more than her undergarments if even that. When it comes to winter attire, she prefers a fluffy white coat with green cotton on the inside for maximum warmth and dark green coveralls underneath, along with a pair of dark snow boots and wool socks. On a beach or any spot that requires a fair amount of swimming, one would notice she prefers something sleeker: a black-white-green two-piece with a top that covers her from her neck to her upper stomach and a small pair of bottoms that hug her hips with thick straps, similar to a tankini. Extra: Wani's most distinctive blemish can be found on her left hand—her dominant hand—which is covered with an old but faded burn mark from years back. Personality Personality: Incorrigible | "You can't do a damn thing they tell you because they're rats who just wanna control you." | Men and women accustomed to positions of authority will recognize Wani B as an unruly child in adult form. If one wants to change her attitude or get her to do something, few will find it nearly impossible to achieve that through coercion or force. If she does something for another, it is because she wants to do it. One cannot imprison her or maim her and expect it to compel her toward any change of mind other than wrath. At best, one could only hope to bribe her with something of value to her but even then, it could only get her to perform a task and not change her behavior. One should then safely assume that she would be a repeat offender when it comes to bad habits and behavioral problems. Saucy | "You wanna see a spell? Bend over, I'll show you one." | A thin-skinned person should be wary with Wani. She habitually speaks with a roguish impudence that strongly highlights an insolent streak about her. To some, she might simply sound like an uneducated delinquent who takes joy in acting disrespectfully with insults galore and to some extent, that is true. Her verbal hazing can be attributed to a ritual that seeks to size someone up to see how tough his or her is or to see what gets under his or her skin. In her mind, taking offense or trying to defend oneself without bantering with her is tantamount to losing. Getting around her attitude is an impossible feat—regardless of social stature—without first earning her respect and most usual way of doing that is winning her game. Losing her game would only encourage her to continue toying with that said person. Persistent | "I don't care if I'm missing body parts. I'm getting this done one way or another." | Wani never meant to make tenacity a part of who she is but through circumstance, she has come to possess a monumental amount of perseverance. She does not know when to quit, which does not always translate into favorable results. She repeatedly crosses lines for her ambitions where most people would wisely turn back. This has led to her foulest actions in life and could very likely be the death of her. On the other (more positive) hand, no one can deter her from accomplishing her goals. Titan-like obstacles that would suck the hope from most people are mere hindrances ready to be overcome to Wani. One should not take this for bravery, however, but for a foolish defiance against the world itself. Honest | "I wouldn't stab you in the back. Now turn around; I'm gonna stab you in the front." | Many people would not expect much from Wani's conscious but it can be assured that she believes strongly in a principle of honesty. Shoe does not think much of written contracts but instead respects verbal agreements. Due to that, she only makes promises with those who repeatedly show sincerity in their conduct. She consequently makes a point to show she means what she says, almost to a fault. She has great difficulty lying her way out of trouble like most others would and she purposely tries to follow through with offhanded threats she might make to make sure no one can accuse her of being a barker rather than a biter. One should take special care not to stretch the definition of honesty in how it applies to her though; she'd still steal bread right from under someone's nose but would at least not deny it if confronted. Irritable | "If you give me that stupid look again, I swear I'll..." | People who know Wani even at a superficial level will easily pick up on her short temper. It has proven the source of much of her life's poorer choices in that it has compelled her to escalate contentious situations into violence. Tapping into her anger is not a difficult task, for one does not even need to outright insult her to invoke it; something as simple as referencing the peculiarity of her surname can set her off! Calming her down, however, can make for a decent challenge. Soothing her rage tends to be less of a matter of substance and more about the people around her. The most comforting of strangers would have trouble taming her stormy emotions but someone who means much to her could easily do so, even if he or she were an awkward individual by nature. Adventurous | "I don't know what's in there... but if it attacks me, I'm killing it. If it doesn't, I'm taking it with me." | Being the young and dauntless soul she is, Wani carries the air of a daredevil ready to try something new with her. She consciously takes the time to explore new places and investigate any strange occurrences she comes upon. If a proper opportunity does not present itself, then she will go looking for one. She might, for instance, intentionally crawl through supposedly haunted houses and probe through rumors of monsters. It goes beyond literal adventures, though, and deeper toward a mindset that allows her to try new methods and innovative ideas. In fact, she is drawn to them but that might not necessarily be a good thing. She is far more to succumb to the allure of madman's wild ideas than she would to an old man's tried and true ways of doing things. Then again, her unpredictable behavior makes her difficult to pin down in an adversary's mind. Impatient | “Well? I’m waiting. Say what you need to already.” | Wani lives a life very much on her feet, constantly moving from one destination to the next. More than that, she expects her tasks and the people around her to perform in similar fashion. She hates beating around the bushes and being stalled when chatting, and she would much rather push indecisive individuals along rather than wait for them to make a choice. With her own choices, she has a habit of acting without much thought to quickly see the results. Of course, all of this also implies she has a low tolerance for waiting around for a person to fix his or her mistakes, which often brings in her aforementioned anger. Likes:
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Magic Magic Name: Tesla Magic Element: Lightning Magic Description: Tesla magic is very much a generic form of lightning magic in terms of what it can accomplish: the mage wielding the magic is capable of casting spells that create and utilize electricity. The electricity of this magic has no special properties—with the exception of the unique green hue the electricity takes on when visible—in how it acts. What makes it different from simple lightning magic, however, is the way Wani is limited in using it. When first learning to harness magic, she lacked the ability to properly control her magic from afar but found no problem with controlling her magic as long as it was directly around her. That is to say, she had to be directly touching the electricity she created in order to actually control it. She went on to build up her magic with this limit in mind to create what she calls tesla magic, so called because she can appear like a walking tesla coil with arcs of electricity protruding off her body. Of the various spell types, this magic greatly utilizes offensive spells. The range of these sorts of spells can be 'direct touch' to 'long-range' but anything farther than Wani's direct touch will require the electricity to still be connected to her body in some way, directly or indirectly. Conversely, tesla magic can be used to defend oneself; given the non-physical nature of electricity, defensive spells must often take form of extreme voltage capable of withstanding or out powering external attacks (think of an almost solid wall of electricity built to withstand attacks). Supplementary spells are of course an option with his magic but require a great deal of finesse given the nearly intangible nature of electricity. Finally, Wani's favorite application: tesla magic can be used to affect one's nervous and muscular system to allow (or even force) oneself to move faster than what is possible. That is to say it can be used to create self-buff speed spells. History History: Wani did not grow up in a proper household, for she never even lived in a house at all. An old wooden caravan drawn by a half-dead horse acted as her home. Little room existed in the cramped wagon but she lived with a full family nonetheless. She had an older sister named Tawni for instance. Tawni and Wani did not look much alike though; their skin possessed far different hues and even their hair colors did not match. In fact, neither Tawni nor Wani resembled their parents very much. One had to wonder if these four really depicted an actual family, for they lacked even a surname that joined them all together. None of that really mattered in the end, however. This de facto family lived in a tight-knit fashion that their lifestyle demanded of them. With that, there came genuine love and trust of each other between them. The family possessed a great wanderlust or, at least, the parents did. Especially when the two girls were still so small, their traveling habits were sporadic. They moved from one location to the next with their caravan, never staying more than a month at a time. Wani would ask her dad why this was so, and he always told her some outlandish story as an explanation. He would suggest they were on the run from an evil wizard or a syndicate of mafioso, whatever his creativity could fabricate. Wani always believed him too, like any naive child would do. It did not make things any easier on her though; Wani would cry horrendously whenever they had to leave a place she really enjoyed. Never entirely without empathy, her parents would at least ensure their little girls got to bring mementos with them to remember the fond times they had at particular places. Of all the places they visited, Wani enjoyed Marigold Town above them all. It possessed an awe-inspiring castle that made her feel so small, and the homey lights that dotted the houses made her swell up with warmth. Even better were the restaurants which caught her eye whenever she walked with down a street. The family did not ordinarily eat at restaurants since their parents claimed it to be too expensive but their time in Marigold provided an exception. The father claimed he had come into possession of quite a bit of money and so they deiced to pig out in a fancy food place for a night. The experience proved itself as one of the funnest nights of Wani's life at that point, even if she and her family appeared out of place with their less-than-regal attire. Wani got to sample all manner of poultry and pork, and her father even allowed her a sip of wine. The family left Marigold just the day after eating at one of its restaurants. It perhaps had something to due with the four of them rushing out of the building before paying the bill, but the father once again assured the two girls they were leaving because of some made up story. Wani shed tears over leaving of course, but time would prove it to be just another place the family traveled through. Their patchy travel habits eventually stabilized for a time however. Right around when Wani turned eight and Tawni turned eleven, the family made a stop at a very meager settlement known to locals as Welwitschia. This makeshift town—if one could even call it a town—could rarely be found on a Fiore-proper map as it likely was not even meant to exist in the first place. Nonetheless, the family would spend an entire year there. Whereas Wani almost always enjoyed the various environments they visited, Tawni seemed to always hate it and she especially hated Welwitschia. She adamantly thought there was never anything to do in the rural wasteland they called home whilst Wani seemed constantly preoccupied with a little adventure, usually exploring the nearby forests or chatting with the townsfolk. Whether the girls liked it or hated it, they were anchored there for a whole year since their father had made a radical change: he got a job! Neither of the girls could really deduce how their parents put bread on their table despite never being employed but for whatever reason—perhaps because of their mother's nagging—he became the town's carpenter and thus anchored the family in Welwitschia for as long as he was employed. Despite the extra income, however, their living standards never seemed to improve much. When Tawni's twelfth birthday approached, her mood grew incredibly worse and Wani sought to remedy that with an extra wonderful gift. Tawni had been eyeing a cutesy metal bracelet at a local shop for several weeks, and Wani felt certain it would put a smile on her sister's face as a birthday present. She asked her father for money to buy the present, then her mother, and finally some of the townspeople but none of them spared more than a single Jewel. As begging did not work then, Wani instead tried to earn it with a bit of magic; not real magic exactly but more like parlor tricks she had learned from her mother. She set up a table in the center of the settlement and performed various card and sleight of hand tricks—as well as palm reading and fortune telling—in front of the passing townsfolk who would toss an occasional Jewel to her. As she spent the majority of her days earning Jewels, Wani met a woman who left a lasting impact by the name of Corauni. This woman approached Wani's little table in the town center one late evening and applauded the girl's talents as well as her reason for doing it. She felt so warmed, in fact, that she outright gave Wani the money she needed for the bracelet. Under this new cordial relationship, the two talked and got along. The most significant subject of their babbling was Wani's last name or more specifically, her lack of one. Corauni suggested Wani literally make a name for herself if she really lacked one. Wani agreed with that idea but unfortunately did not put much proper thought into it. Even at her age, she only knew how to write a grand total of five letters: the letters of her first name as well as the letter b; therefore, Wani decided her last name would be B. The newly christened Wani B bought the bracelet for her sister and finally gifted it to Tawni on her twelfth birthday. It had the intended effect of improving Tawni's mood despite being stuck in Welwitschia, and the amount of appreciation Tawni showed could not be understated. The two sisters bonded much more after that, and Wani would eventually learn that much of Tawni's frustration had more to do with feeling out of place within the strange family than with the actual village of Welwitschia. Wani was perhaps too young to truly understand what her sister meant but, as a solution, suggested Tawni take up the same surname as herself; after all, a common name is what bound families together. Tawni thought the last name B to be absurd but appreciated the gesture and halfheartedly accepted the proposal. On her ninth birthday, Wani's father promised to take her to a toy shop. Before that, however, he had to make a peculiar stop: a rundown building that lacked a sign yet was adorned with seductive red lanterns. Her father told her to wait outside whilst he conducted 'business' inside. Wani had to wait a whole hour but in that time a friend of hers—Corauni—stepped outside from the building; apparently, she worked there. The two chatted casually and Corauni eventually brought up Wani's last name again. Specifically, she emphasized how important it was for Wani to not tarnish her surname now that she actually had one. Corauni hinted that she had run her own name through the dirt somehow and had come to regret it ever since; it was a cryptic lesson but one Wani took to heart nonetheless. Just a couple weeks after Wani's birthday, the family was forced to move out of the area with their horse and caravan. Their father did not even give an excuse as to why this time, but Tawni suggested they were being chased out due to shenanigans on their parents' part—theft, scamming, etc.—but Wani doubted that accusation. She had full faith in her parents after all. Regardless of why they had to leave Welwitschia, the family started traveling across Fiore again until finally hitting Crocus. The family had grown accustomed enough to settling down that they decided on doing so once more and thus they began a search for work. Even Wani and Tawni intended to contribute; just as Wani had done in Welwitschia, the sisters began doing parlor tricks and fortune telling sessions for Jewels around the most densely populated areas of Crocus. The wealth of the great capital proved far more vast than the old settlement they used to inhabit and the Jewels the sisters earned referenced it perfectly. One late evening, fate placed an extraordinary individual before the two sisters: a very old man by the name of Saban, a patron of both the arts and of magic. He happened upon the girls as they played card tricks on the side of a busy street. The pair had a sign with them that read Tawni and Wani B the Magnificent! At least, it was meant to say that but the sisters had hardly an idea how to spell any of that beyond their names. The first person to point out the spelling errors was Saban himself who, upon first approaching them, laughed hysterically. He asked why they could not spell even a simple sentence at their age rather sarcastically but received a surprisingly direct answer that regarded their lack of a formal education. Saban's attitude changed quickly from that and he told them to visit his estate on the side of town if they ever wanted a lesson grammar. The girls were not even hesitant for this once-in-a-lifetime chance, for they paid Saban a visit immediately the very next day. He lived in an overwhelmingly under kept house but it was perhaps the largest home the girls had ever laid their eyes upon up close. The house appeared even more decrypt yet grandiose on the inside, where the two of them found endless books, statues, and all manner of relics Saban had been collecting. However, the girls did not get to admire everything too much as Saban got right to the point of his lessons. Obviously, the girls would not learn to be proficient in reading and writing in a single day, and thus they paid various visits through the week for months on end. On one day of note, Wani asked of her teacher why he bothered to teach them at all to which he responded that it was important not to let one's fellow man 'drown in foolishness.' The girls gradually learned more about their teacher as they spent time with him. The most significant development for them was learning that Saban had once been a mage in his youth. While he considered himself mediocre with magic, the girls were wowed with this revelation like no other. They begged the old man to impart some of his knowledge on magic with them just as he was doing with their composition, but Saban refused and warned them it was not as simple as learning to write; at least, he refused the first time anyway. The girls persisted every day with begging until finally relented. He promised the girls he would determine if they possessed the required aptitude for magic if they completed each of his grammar and spelling lessons. Of course, the girls could not refuse that offer. Saban taught the girls for a little over a year. Within that time, neither their father nor their mother found employment yet somehow kept food on the table. Tawni maintained their parents stole whatever they gained but Wani remained skeptical of this, though, her sister did manage to wear down her faith in her parents as time went on. This became especially true as their parents did not even try to hide their wrongdoings from the girls. One day, when Wani accompanied her mother to the store, she witnessed—or rather, engaged in—something particularly horrendous: her mother forced some of the food they were planning to 'buy' into Wani's coat before they left the store without paying a dime. Neither of them were caught but the situation made Wani feel completely guilt-ridden. She told Tawni of the incident but it simply led to days of arguing between her sister and mother, with nothing productive coming from it. After a year of teaching them to read and write, Saban felt satisfied enough that he began to teach them the basics of magic. To the delight of both him and the girls, Wani and Tawni did indeed possess the ability to utilize magic but their youth greatly limited what they had the capacity to learn. Saban rightfully predicted it would a good deal of time for them to grasp even the basics. It was two years, in fact, before the sisters began to learn parlor spells but that is where their training took an interesting turn. Although the duo had been learning the same material, they produced far different kinds of magic. Wani, as intended, developed a form of magic utilizing the lightning element. Tawni had also been intended to develop a similar form of magic but against all reasoning, her spells came out as fire. It was completely out of the ordinary but Saban did not dare stifle his pupil's magical development. At age twelve, Wani's life was taken down a completely different path by her sister. Tawni had argued with their parents over trivial things almost every hour of the day for weeks until Wani finally confronted her about it in private. Tawni revealed a startling revelation as the cause of her ire: she had discovered that neither Wani nor herself were blood-related to each other or their 'parents.' Furthermore, it had come to light that both of the girls had been kidnapped as infants, presumably by the two masquerading as their parents. These were wild accusations to Wani who of course demanded evidence from her sister as proof, which Tawni apparently had at the ready. She produced a scrapbook of sorts with old newspaper clippings that told a similar story, with separate photos depicting the duo with their true families. This was all a lot for Wani to take in, understandably. She spent the next several days as a walking mess barely able to give even meager attention to her unending studies. That is when her sister offered her a way out with something she had been planning for some time: the duo would leave the old wooden caravan and their faux family in search of their real families. This would have been a big leap for Wani and as she only wanted to return to a feeling of normalcy, she declined the offer. However, Tawni made it clear she intended to run off whether or not Wani joined her. Therefore, Wani had to make a choice between the people she had called her parents and the one she had called her sister. After long and very deliberate thinking, she ultimately chose to join her sister in her quest for their families. Wani wrote a heartfelt letter to Saban, though, not one for those who raised her. She and Tawni gathered their saved-up Jewels and belongings—clothes, books, and sentimental items mostly, including Tawni's precious bracelet—and dropped the letter off before beginning their painfully long journey. As Tawni appeared far more enthusiastic about finding her own parents than Wani did, they naturally decided to find Tawni's family first, which led them to Orchidia Town where the newspapers clippings suggested Tawni's kidnapping took place. They arrived after several days worth of walking and train rides and Tawni quickly made it apparent she had not entirely thought up a plan. They wandered the town aimlessly for several hours and asked various townspeople about possible whereabouts but turned up nothing on the entire first day. Not easily dismayed, Tawni used their small pool of Jewels to take up residence in a local tavern; although, it would become the duo's home for far longer than either would have planned. The next few weeks created a routine for sisters-in-name: Wani spent the days earning Jewels the same way she always had whilst Tawni continued her desperate search. Wani's faith in their quest waned rather quickly, but she stuck it out for Tawni who eventually manage to make another major step in finding her family: she met Ruslo. Ruslo was a very shady character even for Orchidia; he had a long criminal history and surrounded himself with every kind of wrongdoer, but he advertised himself as a well-connected man who could make finding Tawni's family much easier. Obviously, he did not do this out of the kindness of his heart. He learned Tawni had been taught to use magic and demanded the use of her abilities as payment for his services. Although hesitant of the ambiguous offer at first, Tawni agreed to the deal. She thought, after all, she would find vindication for it from her family when she finally found them. Wani had strong suspicions of Tawni's new line of work for Ruslo. She pleaded with her sister to cease but Tawni insisted it to be a necessary evil. She was technically doing nothing illegal anyway; Ruslo merely asked her to act as a bodyguard for his other 'employees' when they were doing a job. This did not reassure Wani, however, as she knew very well that Tawni (like herself) was still a green novice when it came to magic and would hardly be able to overpower anyone. Therefore, to ease her sister's nervousness, Tawni threw up a new suggestion: Wani should join Tawni in her work for Ruslo! Out of a knee jerk reaction, Wani refused immediately. She couldn't 'run her name through the dirt' as her old friend Corauni would say. Weeks turned into months and Tawni eventually experienced the first real dangers of her job. Ruslo tasked Tawni with watching over his men as they picked up a package from a local warehouse, not a very unusual request compared to everything else he asked of her. An abnormality occurred on that occasion, however. Ruslo's men had gotten into an argument with the men they were retrieving the package from and violence erupted between the two groups. Tawni managed to only get a single, weak spell off before one of the opposing men slashed her ear with a switchblade. Fortunately, everyone escaped with their lives, and Tawni did not seem much dismayed by the event. Wani, on the other hand, was extremely shaken up to learn what her sister went through. In fact, it became the catalyst that convinced her to accompany Tawni in her jobs for Ruslo. Ruslo agreed to Wani's request that she join her sister in the jobs he provided, perhaps out of pity or because he thought her adorably naive. He even promised her a small payment for each job so that she would not have to worry about losing her tavern room. Although, it did little to change her suspicious attitude of the man. She thought of him as a simple crook with slick words who should have been avoided at all costs, but avoiding him was unfortunately impossible for as long as she planned to look after her older sister. Even if she acted out of love for her sister, though, it did not mean she acted without fear either. She was still very young after all—just a little over thirteen—and she appeared as a nervous wreck on her first job, in which she accompanied her sister to watch over a group of Ruslo's men as they tore up someone's empty home. The guilt ate away at Wani more than anything, as well as the realization she may have irreversibly tainted her name, and it only got progressively worse with time and more jobs. Even so, Tawni never relented when Wani pleaded with her to find some other way to search for her parents. It did not matter if Ruslo never seemed a step closer to making any actual progress. For that, Wani suffered; she became jaded and numb to her guilt and sensibilities over a two year period until she appeared completely unlike her former self. One could say that, in that time, she changed even more so than her sister who never abandoned her ultimate quest. Wani, on the other hand, had given up completely on Tawni ever finding her parents (or even her own), but she stuck with her sister nonetheless. An interesting contrast began developing between Wani and Tawni. Through endless bonding, the two became naturally closer to one another, and yet they also started to argue with one another more frequently. Wani made it clear she somewhat resented Tawni for dragging her along on her several-year-long journey, to which her sister always responded by reminding her that she chose to follow her to Orchidia. This anger between them occasionally spilled over into their work and usually the blame rested with Wani in those circumstances. On one evening, the B sisters and a couple of Ruslo's minions had been sent to simply intimidate one of Ruslo's competitors. No actual violence had been deemed necessary but Wani's short temper got the better of her and she quickly escalated the situation until she found herself beating the man with the aid of her magic as he lied in the fetal position. For that incident, Ruslo refused to let Wani take jobs with her sister for a month. Wani's patience only grew shorter and she clearly had not learned lesson from the previous mishap as she continued to cause trouble on the job. It's was not until her frustrations finally climaxed on a fateful night that things took a dramatic turn.. She had been accompanying her sister on a typical late-night job with Ruslo's men when one of them began taunting Wani, which wasn't that unusual. That night, however, Wani did not roll with the punches. Instead, she electrocuted the man and kicked him while he was down. Tawni and the other men assumed the two were simply roughhousing until they started to hear the crunch of bones beneath Wani's heels, prompting them to intervene and force Wani off of the poor man. Tawni reacted by taking her sister to their tavern room early rather than report to Ruslo at the end of the night as was routine, which might have saved Wani's life. The B sisters argued throughout the night over the incident but slept soundly through the night; in fact, they slept in until noon and might have slept through the whole evening had they not literally been caught up in a fire. Tawni awoke first to find smoke beginning to fill their room as a sea of flames began burning through their walls and door. She shook her sister awake and like trapped animals, they panicked and tried to find anyway way out until being left with no choice but to jump from their second-floor window. They landed with minor scrapes and bruises but the tavern they had lived in did not get off so easily: it burned completely down within the hour until it was nothing but a pile of crisp wood but, fortunately, the fire did not spread to any nearby buildings. Still, the sisters were in a predicament now that most of their belongings had been lost in the fire and therefore turned to Ruslo. Tawni was the one to approach Ruslo, for Wani feared he might be upset over the night before; she was right! Ruslo informed Tawni in their meeting that he had marked Wani for death over what she did to one of his men and that the fire was his doing. He then gave her a handful of Jewels as compensation (or to sweeten her up) and warned her not get involved if she still wanted to ever find her parents. He was—according to him—very close to find them after all. After the meeting, Tawni did the sensible thing and warned her sister of the hit order, to which Wani nearly punched a wall over. She set out immediately to confront Ruslo herself but her sister wisely stopped her, although, for less-than-wisely reasons. Despite what Ruslo was determined to do to her sister, Tawni still believed he could find her family. Therefore, she thought it better if Wani simply go into hiding. Although she felt Tawni was not reacting strongly enough to the situation, Wani listened to her sister's advice and took up residence in an abandoned shack on the edge of the town. Her sister would bring her food every night as a kind gesture but the fact that she was still employed under Ruslo, however, grew Wani's silent discontent. An argument between the two over the matter finally drove Wani to settle things with her would-be killer. She followed her sister around for a day until Tawni finally led her to Ruslo for a usual late-night meeting. To both Tawni and Ruslo's surprise, Wani popped out of hiding and demanded Ruslo end his vendetta against her, to which he playfully declined. The man and girl bickered until Wani worked her magic (literally) and turned Ruslo into a bloody mess. It was here that Tawni made a life-defining choice: she attacked Wani and aggressively forced her off of Ruslo. She had hoped to leave it at that, but it only sent Wani into a worse rage over what she perceived as her sister siding with Ruslo. Therefore, she attacked back. It began with simply kicking and slapping but eventually devolved until the two were firing spells at one another. The sisters hurled insults at one another as their spells hit, causing a few significant burns for Wani whilst also destroying Tawni's prized bracelet. Ruslo became secondary to the two's blind anger and he helplessly watched the two go at it, obviously rooting for Tawni though. In end, he was vindicated in choosing to back the right horse, for it was Wani who collapsed from the fighting first. Tawni then took her unconscious sister and carried her off. Ruslo had hoped her apparently faithful mage was taking Wani off to her death, but Tawni still loved her sister too much. Instead, she carried her sister to hospital on the other side of town. It would be the last time the two sisters-in-name would be in such close proximity. As a parting gift, Tawni left a fragment of her broken bracelet with Wani as she slept and then left the hospital to continue after her eternal hunt for her parents. Any anger Wani might have felt over the incident had been snuffed out by the constant pain from her beating when she awoke in the hospital. It perhaps gave her the clarity she needed to finally make a mature decision—she would find Tawni's family and win her sister back from Ruslo's manipulative clutches. It was a grand goal but irrationally thought out, as Wani left the hospital whilst still in bandages. She believed they had been looking in all the wrong places and assumed she could make progress in different parts of Fiore. Thus, her own quest began. The first city Wani visited was a familiar one: Crocus. Before beginning her search for Tawni's family, she first hoped to investigate the whereabouts of the other family; that is, she hoped to see if the man and woman who raised the two of them still lived in the area. She traveled to the pair of the city where their wooden caravan used to rest and to her utter surprise, it was still there! However, age and lack of care had turned into a decrepit husk of wood. The occupants had apparently abandoned a long time ago, which struck Wani as strange since a lot of their old things were still within it. She did not bother acting sentimental or guessing as to what happened to the people who used to be her father and mother. No, she instead when looking for a former friend who would perhaps be of better help. Wani delightfully found Saban still living in his old home and he acted likewise to see his old pupil. The two caught up on how their lives had progressed since last seeing each other. Saban had hardly changed at all, with the exception of picking a few new hobbies. Wani, on the other hand, had changed significantly—mostly, her attitude—and so spent hours explaining everything to him. This included Wani's hope of finding Tawni's family, with which Saban kindly offered to help. He gave her a place to stay with him and even offered to give her a few more lessons to improve her magical prowess, which Wani could not decline. She believed she would need to be much stronger in case Ruslo ever came after her during her search. This would mark the end of the first saga of Wani B. She continued to learn from Saban between her traveling between Fiore's cities. Wherever she went, she never seemed to make much progress but she never felt discouraged. It did not matter if she ran out of funds for train rides and food or if she felt exhausted. It did not matter that she was still such a novice with magic that even the lowest bandit posed a challenge to her, and it did not matter if she had no other place to look. She was determined to bring her sister peace and relive her from the clutches of Ruslo's slimy hands. Many years would pass before the second half of her life's story would begin. Reference: N/A |
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