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LEE SORA – TEMPERANCE. AGENT 14.

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//: LOADING PROFILE: LEE SORA ...

international age: 23 birthplace: seoul, south korea arcana: temperance team number: eleven

//: LOADING MUTATION: TELEKINESIS  ...

application one: object manipulation — object manipulation is the ability of creating, shaping and manipulating any sort of inanimate object of any sort of natural or manufactured material, going from small objects to big and heavy ones like cars. with one flick of her hand sora can move objects in any direction she wants to, also controlling the speed at which the object moves.

application two: telekinetic combat — telekinetic combat makes it possible for sora to use her telekinesis as an enhancement of her hand to hand combat pushing and pulling objects and people for attack and defense. this is her favorite application of her power and the one sora uses the most, knowing how to push and pull objects quickly to protect herself and use as weapons. combined with her proficiency in martial arts it makes hard for her opponents to get closer to her as sora uses her ability to keep them at a distance if needed or close enough to attack

application three: spatial sense — spatial sense is used to sense her surroundings as she would with her sight. touching the ground or walls and using this power makes sora able to sense changes in material, weaknesses in the foundation of the material, the overall density, etc. this application is mostly used when she is in retrieval missions and needs to know where her target is. It allows her to sense a building by touching just one wall and is the most reliable of her abilities

overall strengths and weaknesses: — telekinesis came as a complement of sora’s nature: always ready to push things and people away or too close, never in between. it also turned her into someone more observant of her surroundings than she was previously, as she never knows when she will need to pull or push something; her memory is also better, as she can memorize quickly the blueprint of a building she senses.

with such an ability as telekinesis it’s easy to get caught up in herself and forget about everyone else, as sora’s focus is expected to be on the object she is moving. growing up practicing an individual sport didn’t help her when being placed on a team upon joining the arc, but everything can be solved with training, and this is what sora did: her focus now is on her target object, but still keeping in mind the whereabouts of her team mate(s) and/or the people she is supposed to protect. her object manipulation is useful to shield her and others from all kinds of attacks and help to create distractions if needed.

years of disciplining herself brought her enough control over her power to keep herself and others around her safe, but that doesn’t mean she has complete control. when too angry or too sad she can make things gravitate towards her even if she doesn’t want to, almost like a magnet. another downside of her lack of control can be moving things too fast or not being able to stop them before they hit something or someone. the longer she uses her power the more tired she becomes, to the point where using her power for too long can cause her to pass out of exhaustion, so it’s better to keep her power at small uses and only when she is completely focused on the task at hand

//: LOADING HISTORY ..

PRE-MUTATION

Fathers.

Fathers always want sons. They can try and hide it, but everyone knows. It goes beyond wanting to keep your name and bloodline; reality is, men don’t know what to do with girls. They can protect their daughters and make sure they grow up to be happy, intelligent women, but they can’t understand what they want from life, they can’t understand the things they go through, and that scares them.

Sora’s father was a brave man. A golden Olympic medalist, a career made out of fighting, the biggest battle of his life was holding a small girl in his arms and knowing she would be his only child, for his wife couldn’t have babies anymore, it would be too risky. If he was disappointed or not he never told them, and they never asked.

Fathers always want sons, but that doesn’t mean they won’t love daughters just the same, if not more. Her father, a brave man with a beautiful past, did everything to build her a bright future.

She learns how to fight as soon as she can stand on her too feet. It seems natural, her father being a national pride, that she would follow his footsteps. It never occurred to him that she couldn’t fight, she was his daughter, she could do everything she wanted to.

Her first trophy, a third place on a juniors competition, is offered to him as if Sora is making a sacrifice to a powerful, mighty god. There’s shyness in her eyes as she shows the small trophy because well, her father has won gold before, this is nothing. But he smiles and kisses the top of her head, says how proud he is of her. God has accepted her sacrifice. For the first time in her life Sora feels her chest swell in pride and something else, something she can’t quite describe, but that goes beyond her father’s acceptance.

Mothers.

Mothers, they want daughters. A bond between a mother and her daughter is a beautiful thing, and Sora knew it. Her mother was the one who took her to taekwondo practice, who watched her be beaten and who shouted for her to get up and keep on fighting. Her father may have taught her how to fight, but her mother was the one who taught her how to be a fighter.

Her mother is always with her, when she breaks her hand and when she comes back, when she is left on the ground, panting, sweat dripping down her face. It’s to her mother Sora looks when she is about to lose a fight, it’s in her mother’s caring eyes she finds the strength to take the loss with dignity, make the bitter taste in her lips feel a bit better.

They don’t need words, they just need a hug.

For her mother she keeps training, harder than before. She graduates and takes belt after belt. Everyone says Sora has her father’s talent, and to that she will never argue, but it’s her mother’s resilience that makes her go on.

It’s her mother who tells her to slow down a little, she’s still a young girl. She has time. Her mother tells her to go out, enjoy life while she can, and Sora does. But life is boring and grey outside of the colors of a dojo, and most things come easy to her – her father’s name is said and everyone is nice to her, they tell stories of where they were when he won his golden medal.

She smiles and boys do what she wants them to, and it’s no fun. Boys, they think they can protect her; in their minds she is this petite girl who can’t do anything on her own, so once, just once, she takes one of them to the dojo, tells him to try and punch her. When his back hits the mat and Sora is standing she knows he will get up and leave. Boys, they don’t want a girl who can protect herself.

That night Sora goes back home and says she’s tired of enjoying life. It’s not fun when it’s not a fight. Her mother smiles, expecting that for sure, and kisses her forehead. “Not for you.” she says and Sora smiles. Back to training she goes.

POST-MUTATION

Daughters.

Sometimes they are more like their fathers, sometimes more like their mothers. One day they turn into their own person.

That’s who Sora is, her own person.

She sometimes trains, and it’s not for her father, it’s because it makes her feel alive. She sometimes does other things, not for her mother, it’s because she too needs to unwind.

It’s a beautiful night when she leaves the dojo and watches bright spots in the sky. No one is supposed to see stars this deep into the city, not with all the lights. There’s a flash, Sora blinks and then it’s gone.

In her dream the forest is so green her eyes almost hurt. Sora, for once, isn’t fighting. She is running, running towards something.

She wakes up and there are too many things close to her bed: Books, her clothes, a medal or two.

When they come she is not that surprised.

There is no escaping this one, Sora knows it. She can’t fight her way out of it, they make it very clear. So Sora does what she is told, packs her bags and leaves. There are talks about helping in a facility to research and develop a national park in another city, and she doesn’t explain any further than that. Her parents trust her, and believe she is doing a great job, no matter what exactly she is doing.

There are fights, many of them. There are lessons to be learned about control and Sora is an avid learner. She is made of skills and challenges, and they keep her supplied with just enough of those to not get bored, they know better than that.

And Sora? Back to training she goes.

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HWANG SOMI – THE SUN. AGENT 11.

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//: LOADING PROFILE: HWANG SOMI ...

international age: 21 birthplace: daegu, south korea arcana: the sun team number: five

//: LOADING MUTATION: LIGHT MANIPULATION  ...

application one: light solidification — Somi’s least favorite application. The ability she deems ‘the least fun, and therefore the most difficult to concentrate on’, light solidification allows her to manipulate photons to solidify light. It’s practice calls for her to be in constant touch with the created object, Somi uses it for a more hands-on and detailed ‘attack’ without calling too much attention to herself. Her preferred way of using it is by creating a type of enhanced rope, good for keeping people at bay or dragging objects that might otherwise be too heavy, but she generally avoids using it as it requires a great deal of concentration and incapacitates her to a degree.

application two: holographic projection — The application that most requires Somi’s concentration, but entertains her the most. With holographic projection, Somi is able to create, shape, and manipulate three-dimensional holograms. As she is such a visual person, the amount of concentration necessary doesn’t put Somi off, however, the more her concentration wavers, the more unrealistic the image starts to become ( static, scan lines, blurriness and/or fading ). She can only recreate objects she’s seen before, whether in real life or by picture, and the fresher the image in her mind the better. The more detailed the image the harder it is for her to conjure up a clear hologram, making most living things very hard for her to copy at her level. Somi mainly uses this ability to trick her opponents, or anyone that might be in the way of her achieving a goal.

application three: light constructs — Of all of her abilities, she considers this one her more useful one in field. Both apt for offensive and defensive measures, this ability allows Somi to create any kind of construct from light. She’s theoretically able to create any weaponry, shield, tools, and object possible. She’s able to create light ‘limbs’ to create a wider range of damage, and tall, wide walls or bubbles to act as shields for herself or for her teammates. This application requires the least amount of concentration, but begins to demand more concentration the more detailed and/or complicated (whether it moves, etc.) the construct might be. Out of everything, this is also the ability that reacts the most to her emotions, obligating her to learn how to manage her emotions to avoid unnecessary damage.

overall strengths and weaknesses:

— Her powers in general all demand a great deal of concentration and therefore are likely to drain her of all energy very quickly if she isn’t careful. It’s also very easy for her larger, damage-dealing light constructs to get out of control. Her general affinity for visuals and memory allows for her holograms to have a lesser chance of failing or losing how real they look ( sans the more complicated, detailed holograms ). Nothing she makes is permanent, and are all short-lived unless she is continuously putting effort in keeping them up, which she only leaves for things like shields and walls, as the general practice can be extremely exhausting if she holds it for too long periods of time. Her strength lies in the more offensive tactics, finding it easier to attack and switch off different constructs rather than having to focus and pour continuous effort on defensive methods. Their connection to her emotions, while helpful in one occasion or the other for necessary energy boosts, it also means she must be levelheaded in all of her missions. Also, because of the nature of her powers, Somi is very rarely rendered completely unable to use them, making them very useful one way or the other in most types of situations. Other prominent side effects from her abilities are a very large appetite, she’s always extremely hungry after using them, unless it’s a miniscule amount, and she’s prone to getting quite hot, both of which can serve as distractions and the latter being potentially dangerous.

//: LOADING HISTORY ..

PRE-MUTATION

Sang Bora and Hwang Joongki, a humble married pair living in a comfortable apartment in Daegu, South Korea, had dreamed of one day having kids of their own. They daydreamed about baby rooms and concepts for family photos, hoped for two kids, a boy and a girl, to spoil and cherish as much as they could. They tried unsuccessfully for months before each agreeing to see specialists, determined to get to the root of their problem. It takes two weeks; two weeks, and they’re told Bora’s ability to conceive is too close to nonexistent. It would take a miracle, they said, for them to conceive even one child, and another miracle to ensure both the parent and the fetus made it out healthy and alive. Ever so determined and full of stubborn hope, Bora and Joongki refused to give up. They were nearing an entire year of trying, when their efforts finally gave in; by some miracle, they’re blessed with a very healthy, very beautiful baby girl. They named her Hwang Seongja.

It’s almost three glorious years after Seongja’s birth, spent being fawned over and gushing over their miracle baby, when they’re hit with a heart-stopping surprise; Bora’s pregnant, again, by yet another miracle. Joong-ki was overjoyed, finally, their collective dream family was coming together, piece by piece. Bora felt differently. By the time Somi was born, the attention that was previously being given to the older sibling had diminished substantially, the focus now shifted onto Somi ( the true miracle child, they’d say, she was the genuine surprise ). Jealousy reared its ugly head, Bora slowly tipping to an unhealthy mental state, obsessed with the idea that no one could ever match up to her beautiful, unique Seong-ja. It takes a year, so close to Seong-ja’s fourth birthday, before Bora finally snaps; unspeakably furious, instability and irrationality consuming her soul, she shoves a handful of personal items, clothes, and money in a bag and leaves without a single trace, taking Seong-ja with her.

Joong-ki spends the first two years mulling over what he could’ve done differently, if he could’ve said anything, could’ve picked out the signs. When those two years are up, and he decides Bora is definitely never coming back, he devotes fully, all of his love and adoration, onto Somi. It’s a blissful, occasionally challenging four more years before it all takes an ugly turn. Somi is seven, returning home with her father after her Mandarin lesson ( she’d shown such an affinity for languages, from such an early age, how could Joongki not be supportive of the fact? ), when he receives a call. He asks her to wait in her room, he’ll deal with the call then make dinner for them to enjoy, and she obliges, figuring she could occupy herself with some puzzle while everything gets ready. Food never comes, instead she’s met with the screams and cries of her father. She begs to know what’s going on, what’s wrong, but he’s in no state to speak. A few days later, a nice policeman explains to her, so, so kindly; her mother and sister where in a car accident in Daejeon. They were both killed on impact. Somi does not feel much other than worry for her father.

The following years after that night are some Somi would call rather normal. Her father was devastated, of course, and worried very much for his wellbeing, but she didn’t feel much attachment to neither her sister nor her mother. She develops her love for languages, going on to learn and become fluent in a handful and a conversationalist in others. Into her teenage years, she discovers a second and third affinity for makeup and martial arts, which her father feeds endlessly. “I would do anything for you,” he’d tell her, “I love you so much. I could never love anything more.” It’s fine, at first, and she was grateful, though she could’ve done without the constant reminders that he’d do anything, that he loves her more than anyone ever could. Without the reminders that she should always be grateful, because without him, so loving and kind, she’d never get to have what she had, and how she has everything she has because he allows it out of sheer love for her.

When she starts making friends, it starts to become a problem. She’s in a martial arts club, language club, she’s in school; Somi is a friendly, kind enough person to make an abundance of acquaintances and a little group of close knit friends. When they start wanting to hang out outside of school and clubs, when they invitations for parties and sleepovers start rolling in, her father becomes a bit more strict. He asks her how she expects him to let her go, when she’s always away doing her activities. He asks her why she would prioritize her friends over her time with him. He’d click his tongue and say no, because he’s her father and she lives under his roof and to never, ever forget that. Whenever she’d question his behavior he’d get upset, he’d tell her that she’s all he has, of course he gets protective. She decides that it’s a good enough excuse.

It goes on for years. She loses the bonds of her friendships, and her personality takes a more introverted turn. She becomes anxious, depressed. She’s learned to drink out of her father’s cabinet in order to relieve herself of the pressure. She’s a whole different person than who she used to be. It’s when she’s sitting on a bus, reading off of some pamphlet for identifying abused spouses an older woman gave her that she realizes she’s spent the majority of her life being emotionally abused. She cries and misses her stop.

When she’s seventeen and gathered enough money, she ditches her home, her father. Anger consumes everything she is, spite for having been manipulated and taken advantage of by the one person who claimed to love her the most. She’s reckless, makes friends in all the wrong places, pumps herself full of as much poison as she can get her hands on. She travels, but all she gets out of it are blurry, muddy memories, none standing out as particularly pleasant, a handful of near-death experiences tucked away under her belt. She’s eighteen and a half when she decides this wasn’t the life that was meant for her. She’s moves back to another section of Daegu, and calls in as many favors as she can. She gets help, people to care for her while helping to flush everything out of her system and get her back on her feet. Six months of working as a translator for a few friends and doing the makeup of the occasional friend-of-a-friend bride or fancy party-attendee, she’s happier than she’s been in years. A meteor shower is one of the nights she’s out and, for a moment, she finds herself blinded in the middle of a street. The next week, she’s had one of the oddest, scarily-vivid dreams she’s ever had. A month later, she feels like she’s losing every bit of her mind she’d been working so hard on piecing back together.

Three months after that, she’s caused a lot of damage, she’s gathered that light could bend to her will, if she’d get herself together. But it’s hard, she’s terrified, and she’s beginning to feel hopeless again when she’s reached out to and promised answers by people she’s never heard of before. Scared out of her mind, desperate for help, she goes with them.

POST-MUTATION

Two years after, Somi is a completely different person. Funnily enough, she used to believe she’d made some drastic change of lifestyles before, but none of it could ever compete to the change brought on by living for a year and a half in the arc. At first, she’d genuinely thought she’d finally lost her mind, and this was all some terrible fantasy brought on by some kind of psychosis. The staff of the arc take care of convincing her otherwise. They assure her that this is all very real, that the life she lives is very real, that her powers and the responsibilities they come with are, in fact, very real. It takes her a while to adjust, but she’s come to prefer the life she’s living above the rest she’s lived. She’s relearned to be more social, to allow herself to talk to people without anxiety creeping into her head. It generally helps that the group she’s with are individuals who, like her, suddenly got some abilities none of them were able to control. Levelheadedness and patience were, and continue to be, strengthened through the mandatory modules in the arc. Her abilities, while on occasion annoying and difficult to deal with, along with the arc and their missions have given her some type of meaning, goals she didn’t have before. However, despite her personality change, Somi continues to have walls surrounding her heart, unwilling to let herself be manipulated and abused again ( although she is not above using manipulation on her missions ). While friendly, she is private and doesn’t divulge too much, and only allows herself to trust her teammates at a ‘professional’ level. Cynicism and skepticism play large roles in who she is, even if she doesn’t make it obvious. Despite how much she enjoys her life in the arc, and how grateful they are for helping, in the back of her mind she remains suspicious and weary.