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Zaynab Al-Bukhari the basics full name ♦ Sayeedah Zaynab Khayriyyah bint Muhammad Al-Bukhari سيده زينب خيريه بنت محمد البخاري nicknames ♦ Prefers to be called by her middle name, Khayriyyah, and answers Khay/Kay. age ♦ Nineteen birthday ♦ October 10th 1996 occupation ♦ Slacktivist/Primrose Academy student ability/power ♦ Mysticism how the ability works ♦ Khay isn't the only one in her family with the power of mysticism, and there's many variations. In Khay's case, she has a direct spiritual connection with an Assyrian angel of fire, and she's able to harness the power of fire manipulation. When she's angry, the ability can be triggered and cause her to unintentionally burn anything(or anyone) she touches. Though, due to her affinity for fire, her powers are almost useless in cold weather. She becomes faint and light-headed when she's exposed to temperatures below freezing. She is a follower of the mystical branch of Islam called Sufism(strongly influenced by Shiism). In her short amount of time on this earth, she has managed to achieve "Ihsan", or "perfection of worship" due to her uncanny attachment to the spirit world. A Hadith explains Ihsan as "worshiping Allah as if you can see Him". Though she gets no additional ability from the state of Ihsan, it does seem to give her a bit of an "otherworldly" presence and an understanding of spirituality that transcends that of a normal person. species ♦ Human gender ♦ female - she/her sexuality ♦ Biromantic heterosexual the appearance face claim ♦ Aarika Wolf height and weight ♦ 5'6 - 135lbs identifying features ♦ a few old scars from play fights and mishaps as a child, and a scar on the back of her right shoulder from a shard of shrapnel. the shoulder isn't as mobile as it once was due to a small piece of metal that's still lodged there. overall appearance ♦ Khay has always been called "ibnaty al jameelah" by her parents, meaning "my beautiful daughter" in Arabic. The term of endearment rings true with her physical appearance as well. She is of Syrian, Palestinian, Iraqi, and Kurdish blood, and if her strong accent didn't make her Arab blood obvious, her olive skin and dark hair certainly does. Her hair is medium length, just a few inches past her shoulders. Despite her dedication to her religion, she doesn't wear hijab. Though, she will sometimes drape a translucent chiffon scarf over her hair to keep it somewhat tame on those days when it just won't stay neat. Like most women of Middle Eastern descent, she has almond shaped eyes, but the pale green color is somewhat of a rarity in the region. She has a curvy but slim figure due to her love of beledi dancing. Her lips are full with a subtle Cupid's bow shape, and they're usually coated with bright rosy pink lipstick. Her wardrobe is a mix of traditional Arab and Islamic clothing and Western clothing. Modesty is apart of her culture, so she never shows any amount of skin that's considered suggestive. She's a fan of long, flowing skirts, but sometimes is seen in jeans because they're a bit more practical. It's not a rare a occurrence to see her in a kaftan or an abaya, especially when she attends the masjid with her family. Khay adores jewelry, and is never seen without being adorned in bracelets, earrings, necklaces etc. the personality likes ♦ Social media, horses, Levantine food, coffee, puppies, Arab music, American men, Arab nationalism, politics, history, beaches, debates, thunderstorms, belly dancing, coin scarves, Islam, Eid al-Adha presents, antique items dislikes ♦ Waiting in line, winter, Christmas songs, waking up for Fajr/morning prayer, small talk, Saudis, almonds, high heels, the color green, "keffiyeh hair", fireworks strengths ♦ Loyal, determined, compassionate, protective, charming, courageous, well-spoken weaknesses ♦ Impatient, judgmental, reckless, impulsive, vengeful, temperamental, stubborn, arrogant dreams ♦ Being accepted into the University of Medina, peace in the Middle East fears ♦ Bringing shame to her family, losing control of her powers. overall personality ♦ Khay is the fiery Arab woman that some people either hate or fall head-over-heels in love with. There isn't much of a gray area. She's lovable, and hateable. She's opinionated, stubborn, prideful, and sometimes insufferably moody and temperamental. But on the bright side, she's got a kind, compassionate heart beneath her rough exterior. Her compassionate side runs much deeper than any harshness or cruelty you may notice. It's all a facade. She would go out of her way to be the Good Samaritan, even if it entailed putting herself in danger. She's a closet romantic that, despite her conservative religious upbringing, yearns for adventure, romance, and perhaps even a few things that her parents wouldn't approve of. She's a 19 year old girl who has never experienced any of the fun that comes with being a young adult. Seeing Western decadence has made her curious about it, to say the least. She's a tenacious, iron-willed girl who has inherited her parents' courage and self-sacrificing spirit. There's a saying by Imam Hussain that goes "الموت بكرامة خير من حياة مع الذل", which means "death with dignity is better than a life of humiliation". Dignity and pride are important to her, to the extent where it's crosses the line of arrogance. With arrogance, also comes fearlessness. She would accept any ill fate with unflinching dignity and still have the gall to tell you to burn in hell. She would rather suffer the worst of torture than grovel or cast down her gaze in submission. Unfortunately, this bravery sometimes steps over that thin line of stupidity. Valor is often a breeding ground for reckless abandon and Khay is no different. She has been warned time and time again that her bravery and disregard for consequences is going to be her demise. She's not the biggest, strongest person in the world - not by a long-shot but she certainly makes herself believe that she is. Any attempt to tame her will be seen as an affront and a challenge, and she'll get more defiant the more you try. Her pride is almost unbreakable. It's obvious with the air of superiority she struts around with. She has an ego twice the size of Saudi Arabia and it shows no sign of being knocked down. She doesn't allow anyone to disrespect her without dire consequences. She's too proud to ask for help, too proud to admit she's wrong, too proud to ever admit that someone's just simply better than her in any way(even if they clearly are). Her moods tend to be just as unpredictable and volatile as the land she hails from. She was raised in a brutal, militaristic family, under equally brutal and militaristic parents. It's no surprise that she's got an aggressive streak with a hair-trigger temper to match. Her temper can go from 0 to 1000 in record time, and it takes her a long time to cool down. She holds grudges until hell freezes over. If your transgression was severe enough, she'll even go so far as to exact some kind of revenge. And that lust for vengeance can consume her. All is not perfect in the mind of the Al-Bukhari sweetheart. Living one year under airstrikes in Syria took quite a toll on her mental state, and she's developed a few odd habits. She hates fireworks, and doesn't like sitting in a room with her back towards a window. She doesn't like walking around corners when she can't see who or what is on the other side, and sometimes suffers survivor's guilt and night terrors. In short, war is hell, especially when it's literally right outside your front door. Khay doesn't like small talk. She tends to be awkward when you ask her about the weather, what time it is, her favorite food, or how crowded the grocery store is on the weekends. She wants to talk about corruption, revolution, injustice, the universe, life, death, dead civilizations, and the afterlife. She doesn't care about whether you like milk or cream in your coffee. She's well-spoken and polite most of the time, with some biting sarcasm thrown in for the hell of it. She can be brutally, unapologetically honest when giving her opinion, though. Her manners end where her opinions begin. Most of all, Khay just wants freedom, but is often too afraid to take advantage of it in fear of disrespecting her family. She is at a crossroads between her family's honor and her own freedom. the history father ♦ Syed Muhammad Hafiz ibn Bashaar Al-Bukhari, 50, SAA General, oil tycoon mother ♦ Asma Fatimah Al-Zaidi, 45, former Kurdish resistance fighter siblings ♦ Sayeedah Khadijah Razaan Al-Bukhari, 26(paternal sister), runs the Bukharis' oil company in her father's absence Syed Hassan Talib ibn Muhammad Al-Bukhari(paternal brother), 24, UN Peacekeeper Syed Ali Husayn ibn Muhammad Al-Bukhari(paternal brother), 22, SAA soldier Sayeedah Aisha Shahrazad bint Muhammad Al-Bukhari(full sister), 17, Primrose student important people ♦ Reza Enayat Shirazi, 28, spoiled Persian kid, despised future husband hometown ♦ born in Damascus, Syria - moved to Beirut, Lebanon in 2012 due to the Syrian civil war. overall history ♦ The Al-Bukhari family is one of great renown in the Middle East. They share bloodlines with Prophets of God, Arab kings, philosophers, mystics, and conquerors. They can trace their lines back to the Qurayshi tribe of Banu Hashem, making them direct descendants of the Islamic Prophet Muhammad and His Ahlul Bayt(hence their titles of "Syed" and "Sayeedah" which are applied to the Prophet's descendants). Specifically, they're from the line of Hasan al-Askari, the father of the 12th Imam, Mahdi(who is a messianic figure in Islam). Throughout the centuries, the Al-Bukharis have stayed connected to the aristocracies of the Arab empires and Caliphates, even holding a few positions of power themselves. Even today, they're widely respected, especially among the Shi'a and Alawite communities of Syria. They're known for being heavily involved in the oil trade, Syria's military, and being close friends with the Al-Assad family. Muhammad Hafiz ibn Bashaar Al-Bukhari was the son of a wealthy oil tycoon, born in Aleppo, Syria. He joined the Syrian Arab Army(SAA) at the age of 18, and went on to become the General of the Syrian Armed Forces years later. He was heavily involved in the Syrian branch of Ḥizb Al-Ba‘ath Al-‘Arabī Al-Ishtirākī (Arab Socialist Ba'ath Party), and was a staunch Arab nationalist. He grew up in luxury, wielding political power in his right hand, wealth in his left, with an army at his back. The Lion of Syria developed a reputation as a man you don't toy with, unless you have a death wish. Strict, devout, cold, and proud, he was a force of nature. His loyalty was to Allah, his family, and Syria, in that exact order. Nothing would take precedence over any of those things, because Muhammad was steadfast, unwavering, and iron-willed. Asma Al-Zaidi had a very different upbringing. She was born to a Palestinian father and a Kurdish mother in the Gaza Strip, Palestine. She grew up in poverty and war, under occupation, air strikes, checkpoints, and riots. Born and bred by the occupation, she was a woman who was, and still is, as tough as the land that she calls home. In Palestine, she stood alongside the young men who threw stones at tanks, dodging rubber bullets and fighting through tear gas. It was at 17 she decided that her stone-throwing wasn't enough to save her Arab brothers, so the tenacious teenager made the journey to Erbil, Iraq with her older brother to join the Kurdish resistance force, Peshmerga. She fought during the last year of the Kurdish Rebellion of 1983, and during the Kurdish National Uprising, before sustaining a leg injury that left her unable to fight. Due to the restrictions placed on Palestine, the Israeli government forbade her from returning to her homeland, so she moved to Syria in 1992. Asma met Muhammad during a visit to Umayyad Mosque in Damascus, Syria. The two had a mutual dislike for each other at first. Asma thought Muhammad was a spoiled, arrogant man and Muhammad thought Asma was a hot-headed, reckless, belligerent woman. Neither of them could have foreseen any feelings developing between them, especially considering Muhammad already had 2 wives and 3 children. The two went to the same mosque, and their conversations began to get longer each time. Eventually, Muhammad couldn't deny his feelings for the Palestinian spitfire and proposed to her. Needless to say, the answer was a resounding yes, and Asma became Muhammad's third wife. They lived in a luxurious home in Damascus, complete with all the trappings that came with being apart of the Al-Bukhari powerhouse family. Zaynab Khayriyyah bint Muhammad Al-Bukhari was the first born child between Asma and Muhammad. She was a happy little green-eyed baby that hardly ever cried. Of course, her bratty, entitled behavior naturally got more apparent with age considering her family's wealth. She got along relatively well with her half siblings but was the closest to Ali Husayn, the youngest son. Like all of the Bukhari children, Khay was given informal military training by her father from the time she was 6 years old. She was taught how to fight with knives, guns, swords, and her bare hands. Her father was regimented, cold, and dedicated to attaining perfection, but he was patient and gave praise when it was earned from him. Affection wasn't something readily given, but even the stone cold war general cracked a smile when Khay requested his attention with big green puppy eyes, framed by thick mocha curls that had been coated in dust from playing with her friends in the streets of Damascus. It seems that Arabs always have war lurking at their door, and Khay was not lucky enough to escape it. She was a few months shy of her 15th birthday when the Arab Spring spread to Syria, and a bloody civil war erupted. The war became overtly sectarian, with the Alawite and Shi'a government forces fighting Sunni-dominated militias. It quickly turned into a proxy battleground when foreign forces intervened. It never got better, and the bombings, firefights, and demolitions of entire neighborhoods didn't stop. Muhammad feared for the safety of his family, so he sent his wives and children to Beirut, Lebanon while he commanded armies back in Syria. And much to Khay's dismay, her brother, Ali, also stayed behind in Syria to fight. They didn't stay in Lebanon for very long until Asma made the decision that Lebanon would soon grow dangerous as well, due to the involvement of Lebanese forces in the Syrian civil war. While the other wives preferred to stay in Lebanon due to their distaste for the United States, Asma took Khay and her youngest daughter, Aisha, and fled to the States. They didn't have a difficult time getting settled into the United States due to their wealth and reputation, but there was definitely a sense of culture shock. Asma enrolled both of her daughters in Primrose Academy, and the two girls seemed to take rather well to life in the American South. Although their heritage and religion gets them strange looks in the more conservative parts of town, they're happy. On Khay's 19th birthday, she was gifted with a present she never wanted to be gifted with: arranged marriage. Even from continents away, Khay's father still had an influence in her life. Her father threw her into an arranged marriage to the spoiled grandson of an Iranian Usuli Marja. It was a strategic move to strengthen the family's ties with Iran though marriage. And although Khay detests the young man, she doesn't want to go against her father's wishes or bring dishonor to her family. She is dreading the walk down the aisle to Reza Enayat Shirazi, dreading the thought of spending the rest of her life with him. But rebellion is in her blood, and it's not likely that she'll remain silent about her distaste forever. the role player alias ♦ age ♦ 20 pronouns ♦ she/her code ♦Admin Edit other characters ♦ nah |
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