n a m e
g e n d e r
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Born in the Northern Water Tribe, resides in Republic City
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❖ Sewing – When she moved to Republic City, this was one of the things her stepmother taught her. With an extra set of sewing hands, her stepmother gave her the task of sewing clothes for the shop.
❖ Massaging – Bomi has lived with old women for 10 years. In that decade, the old women has trained her to be a masseuse for their aching backs, sprang ankles, sore hands, and tender shoulders.
❖Theatrical Performance – Those old women needed a source of entertainment. When gossiping and crocheting wasn’t enough, they had sweet little Bomi act out stories, sing or dance for the women. She’s decent but her lively personality makes her performances all the more amusing.
Bomi is like a mentally ill grandma. She is very air-headed and often finds herself spacing out very so often. The girl enjoys fantasizing and gathers inspiration from all sorts of places. But because she spaces out too much, she has to write down reminders for herself or nothing will be finished. From time to time, she freaks people out by her random laughing and furious mumbling.
When her mind is present, Bomi is not the social butterfly. It takes time to build a trusting relationship with her. To strangers, she is shy, timid, and often mistaken to acting snobby towards people. She will stare and smile but replies are little to none. Once Bomi knows she can trust you, she becomes more lively and more willing. The Bomi around friends is the sight to see. She acts a little stupid and loosens up, just to see her friends have a good time. She is very caring and worries about the moods of others. If they aren't not content, she is not content.
Her speech is formal but she has been working on speaking slang to others. She also begins to stutter when she is nervous. Because of her initial awkwardness towards people, her family finds her an eyesore and keeps her behind the scenes. With the help of her stepsisters, she uses their guidance to help herself to be socially friendly. It’s her biggest insecurity. She has a hard time telling if people are on the same level as her or they just don’t like her. Sometimes, Bomi think there is a conspiracy against her and she becomes paranoid. Times like these, she rather just stay alone and sew.
LENIENT | LOYAL | DEDICATED | JUBILANT | TRADITIONAL
CUTE STUFF | SWEETS & BITTER TEA | DAYDREAM | EMBROIDERY
INSECTS | ALCOHOL | VEGETABLES | MEETING NEW PEOPLE
The tea’s aroma was sweet and flowery. It was the chrysanthemum tea she had just brew and watched as the shriveled up flower hydrated and bloom once more on top of the boiling water. Today was the mark of her grandmother’s death six years ago and all she wanted to do to commemorate her grandmother was to sip her favorite tea and reminisce.
Her memory montage was cut short as she wearily turned to the source of the noise. It was her stepsister standing at the doorway. She envied her sister very much. The way Sa Ra carries herself alone was enough to make Bomi weep. Unlike her, the Inuit girl’s overall posture screams insecure. Sometimes she wondered if maybe she had grew up in Fire Nation, she would have more confidence.
“Bomi, mother wants you to come up front and run the store for a while,” Sa Ra explained.
“T-t-to run the shop?” Bomi asked. This made Bomi utterly uncomfortable. She was never good at talking to strangers. In the six years she has been working at the shop, she barely associates herself with the costumers. Everybody in her family knew it but since they know, this must have been really important. “um…ok….but where is everyone going?”
“Well stop day dreaming and hurry up,” her sister commanded, “Mother and I are going to browse for fabrics of the season. We can’t trust Min with the shop and Sang knows nothing about running the shop. So you’ll have to step up for today.”
A smile crept onto Bomi’s face as she heard her sister’s explanation. For them to have faith her was enough to lighten her somber day. Delighted with the chance of showing herself worthy, Bomi hopped to her feet and followed her sister but as soon as her stepmother laid down all the procedures and rules, the scared little Inuit girl found herself back to Bomi. When stepmother and Sa Ra was out of sight, the girl let out a long sigh and her smile quickly disappeared. She really wants to go back and sew, but on the other hand, if she can do it, not only is she proving her family wrong, but herself. She wants to be able to be less socially awkward. All will be tested as the first costumer walked in.
“H-hi. Welcome to Pasteru. How may I….help you?” Bomi greeted with a forced smile.
f u n f a c t s
❖ Bomi’s mother left her with her grandma when she was 4 because her father wanted to marry another woman.
❖ Her grandma’s best friend taught her how to waterbend.
❖ At the age of 14, her grandma died. Bomi finally gave in and moved to Republic City with her father and her new family.
❖ Bomi works as one of the seamstress for her stepmother’s shop.
❖ She has acquired two stepsisters and a half brother: Sa Ra, Min, and Sang.
❖ Her stepsister, Sa Ra, is a firebender.
❖ Bomi’s bra size is: 34B. She wants bigger assets.
❖ The shop sells dresses for special occasions.
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