[hider=bro what genocide im here to hunt dragons][CENTER][h1][color=red]Zimi[/color][/h1]
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[h3][color=red]"Wow, you guys are only [i]kinda[/i] like the stories."[/color][/h3][/center] 

[indent][color=red][u]NAME[/u][/color]
[indent]Zimi[/indent]

[color=red][u]AGE[/u][/color]
[indent]17[/indent]

[color=red][u]BIRTHPLACE[/u][/color] 
[indent]Hari Bulkan, Fire Nation Capital[/indent]

[color=red][u]ELEMENT[/u][/color] 
[indent]Fire[/indent]

[color=red][u]APPEARANCE DETAILS[/u][/color] 
[indent]Zimi has all the typical traits of her homeland; sharp features, dark hair, and honey-colored eyes that only look blue when viewed through a computer screen. She’s rather tall among her peers, and combined with a muscular build earned from her uncle’s brutal training regimen, people tend to find her a bit intimidating. Or they would, if she wasn’t almost always smiling. Zimi’s demeanor is reflected quite bluntly in her body language; determining her mood is often as simple as observing her posture.

She typically wears the regalia of a Fire Nation soldier, but having been recently considered for the renowned Dragon Hunters, she now tends to mix her armor piecemeal with the looser, more comfortable clothing resembling their vestments. Maneuverability trumps protection when it comes to dragons, after all, and though she’s quite light on her feet she still wants every advantage she can get.[/indent]

[color=red][u]PERSONALITY[/u][/color] 
[indent]When one thinks of a Fire Nation noble, images come to mind of sinister firebenders, ruthless bureaucrats and broody, loveless family portraits. Zimi has sat for plenty of portraits, but very few of them broodily—in fact, painters have had to guesswork sterner expressions for her many times, at the behest of her uncle, when she proved incapable of holding a scowl for more than a few moments. 

In truth, Zimi is just generally unfit for that image. She’s friendly, she smiles by default, she has a habit for whistling and walking with a bounce in her step. She might have taken up dancing were it not a veritable taboo in her culture, but bending has proved to be an even better outlet for expression.

Despite this, she is still a Fire National. Her upbringing has instilled in her a sense of superiority that, while it doesn’t present in as blunt or harsh a way as others, is still there. She’s ignorant of other cultures, and tends to ignore or handwave the less savory parts of her own. Naivety often sees her saying things she doesn’t mean, or making generalizations that, if she were to actually stop and think about, are largely baseless propaganda. 

There’s rarely malice in anything Zimi does, but she still has to learn that intent isn’t always as important as outcome.[/indent]

[color=red][u]BIOGRAPHY[/u][/color] 
[indent]Born too late for peace with the other nations, born too soon for the end of the war—but born right on time to hunt dragons. On her father’s side, Zimi’s family has a history deeply tied with the air nomads and their exchange of philosophy, even having supported the building of the Fire and Air Learning Center. Conversely, her mother’s side has always been deeply entrenched in Fire Nationalism, and are still staunch allies of the Firelord. 

Zimi was too young for her mother’s death to really affect her, but the effect it had on the rest of her family nearly tore it apart. With the war in full swing, her father’s already tenuous favor with the courts continued to wither. He refused to take as supportive a stance as was expected of him, and though none would go so far as to call him traitor, what respect he’d held was all but vanished.

However, her uncle Aizu’s reputation had only grown. Having stood alongside great generals like Oraso Eiko, he was already in good standing with the firelord before the war had started, and with his fervent support and decorated record afterwards, many suspected he would soon become a general himself. 

Having been raised by both men, Zimi’s worldview was shaped in a constant flux between Fire nationalism and the free-spirited nature of air nomadism. Though she may have struggled with her identity, she never wanted for training. Aizu’s attempts to radicalize her fell flat, but she took eagerly to his teachings. By her early teens she had become a formidable fighter, though her bending skills were middling. Rage did not come naturally to her, and where other firebenders could channel their passion for victory, she cared about the war only peripherally. 

That changed when he introduced her to the Dragon Hunters. The idea of challenging great beasts for power and glory was inspiring to her, and at the prospect that she might one day join their ranks, her aptitude for bending quickly improved. 

In effort to impress upon his niece the importance of the war, Aizu has allowed her to join the Dragon Hunters on the condition that she first finish a tour in the Fire Nation’s army.[/indent]

[color=red][u]TRIVIA[/u][/color] 
[indent]Can make bombass fire flakes.[/indent]
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