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Everything is silent in your maze of alleyways. The night surrounds you and no one is around - or so you think. The wind swishes by once and only once leaving a figure in its place. There's a... a girl? She's just standing there, in the center of the street, blocking your immediate exit. It's hard to make her out as she is only illuminated by the moonlight. You squint and you peer, but she makes no movement. Finally, as if coming to life, she takes a step into the light, and you make out her clothing. A dress is all you can tell from her, pitch black like its surroundings. The girl raises her head up - suddenly, the most beautiful green eyes are watcing you. Those green eyes staring at you... curious, hungry, terrifying. Fearing for your life, as you should, you start to make a run through the other alleyways, not caring where you are going but just trying to get away from her. You don't notice until your pinned to the wall that knives were even thrown at you, but they were. You can feel the blood trickle from your head where it thumped against a wall. You try and struggle, but now, it's too late. She's coming closer... and closer... Finally making it to where you are, she removes the daggers from your sleeves, pushes your back to the wall, and takes your face in her hands. Those eyes again... those eyes... you can't resist those eyes. Your losing your will... you want to do what those eyes say. Yes, yes, anything for those eyes. Stay with me, angel eyes. I'll do anything for you. Anything in the world...

Description: Mira is an extremely beautiful girl. Some would say she is too beautiful, too unbelievable for a human, and what isn't normal scares those around her, making her hard to look at. It's terrifying, her face. In its complete perfection, it's hard to look at and hard to accept as normal, leading people to become terrified of her, even with a first glance. Mira's full red lips look as if they were painted in blood, contrasting harshly against her snow-white skin. She enjoys keeping herself pale, again, too pale, bringing an umbrella and gloves whenever she ventures out into the sun, if the opportunity presents itself. Her skin is like porcelain of a ghost: haunting, really. Mira's face shape is something people don't notice about her, as they are too concerned over her features. She has a thin, circular head, with blunt bangs going straight across her forehead, drawing attention to her unbelievably high cheekbones – so high and so sharp it looks as if she were cut straight from ice. Mira is deadly quick, agile, and has the slender body, perfect for fighting and staying undetected when need be. Her chest is small, her feet dainty, and her fingers long and thin, giving her the advantage to do a few less then honorable things such as picking locks. Her eyes though, are what people are drawn to, more than anything else. They are large, dark, green, grey eyes that are so piercing it's shocking to take them in. Those eyes look as if they are peering into your soul, seeing your deepest thoughts and feelings, finding your true intentions.
Age: Sixteen
Personality: Mira has a very unique personality. She doesn't seem to have one to those who don't take a close look at her, but for anyone who can, her personality is just like her appearance: deadly and cruel. Mira is quiet, well-mannered, and unbelievably, remarkably intelligent. So intelligent, some say she can do things no mere mortal can, but this comes with a price. Mira has never lost her temper, not once. It isn't in her nature to be distracted by emotions, so much she can't love. She didn't love her adopted parents, she didn't have friends, and her pets she abused. In fact, she tortured all those around her, slyly, sneakily, with humans. Her parents, mentally, her pets with a whip. The only emotions she is able to feel are those lukewarm emotions, such as liking, disliking, light sadness, and very little enjoyment. Hate isn't in her mind as well along with love. It could be considered tragic how empty she is, how unfeeling she can be, but to her, it makes it easier to do what she was made for. Made for getting what she wanted, built to be the perfect weapon, if you have something she'd like. To her, people and relationships only get in the way. Mira not only is undistracted with people but also undistracted with pain. Someone could chop off her arm, and she would still fight them without so much as a squeak of agony, although she can only prolong pain. Eventually, she will feel it, but not at the time of battle. She speaks only when she needs to, only when she has something useful to say, and refuses to give answers twice. Mira rarely gives opinions, or at least honest opinions. She prides herself on being a gifted liar, and generally, a poor person, soul wise. She does everything to fit her needs and help her gain the goals she is after, manipulating and conniving against anyone and everyone.
Talents/Powers: Some say Mira has unbelievable powers that a bender could only wish for… only those who truly know her or have fallen under her power beleive this...Rumor is she is someone who can control people by sheer force of will and intellect. People don't believe this, but it is the truth. It's too unnatural, unbelievable. Those who don't know her intimately (as intimate as she can be) think of her as some sort of creature, a wicked demon, or don't believe those who say what she can do. People say she isn't really human, some just in joking, but that isn't something she knows much about. In fact, Mira isn't sure what she is… but she has a feeling Kunya knows, and will stick to his side, aiding him, hoping to receive some information from him. Mira's skills with her hands include knives and daggers, and she truly is an expert with them. Mira is a prodigy with weaponry, and so, from a very early age, she has found herself a fascination with knives. She started practicing with them at the small age of five, hiding them all over her body, ready to take out anyone who even so much as looks at her the wrong way. Although she is good with shurikens, her main weapon is her red and black fan. Its edges are sharp, killing anyone who she shoots at, an instant death. Mira has worked so long with it, it has become a part of her, an extension of her being. It works perfectly for her, as it looks completely and utterly harmless… until you bring it into the sunlight.
History: Mira was raised to believe that a firenation official and his wife were her father and mother. When she was grown, she discovered that they were not her birth parents. Mira has no birth parents. She has a creator, her technical father, Kunya, and is made from the parts and blood of his children that weren't up to Kunya's standards. These children all were beautiful, as was the woman Kunya mxted with, letting Mira have their best features and assets. Mira also has a true gift, with what she was made of. She was given a bit of Kunya's spirit and soul, making the girl something that has never been heard of, adding to the illusion of her unearthly appearance. Mira is a half-spirit half-human. The only one of her kind, doomed to a hybrid and a group alone. She was to be exactly what Kunya wanted her to be, his weapon, and he made her to perfection. Mira will continue looking for the humanity in her, even if it kills her.




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