Lifen didn't seem to notice the air bender, nor her condolences. Her eyes were fixed on the white snow before her as tears spilled down her frozen cheeks.When the maids realied that Lifen wasn't moving they gently went to the young lady's side and helped her into the hut."Come, young miss, we before you freeze," said one gently beside Lifen's ear. As awful as it was to talk about it so soon, they all needed to discuss what was going to happen to the Mistress' body and when to head back home to report the news.
Lifen's feet moved beneath her without her awareness as she was lead back into the hut where the now still body of her mother lay.
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"S-sorry si-, I-I-I mean Rennick!" stumbled the boy. His eyes averted Rennick as he felt heat rush to his cheeks. For some reason the boy always felt like he was being calculated and assessed when he was near Rennick, and it made him feel a tad uncomfortable. Torrik hastily picked up the rest of the items and stood back up. It was obviously quite a bit to carry. Even Torrik's lanky arms seemed to have trouble holding the bundle together.
Thursday, January 29, 2015
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Meetings and Greetings
As of late, the Northern Water Tribe seemed always filled with silence. Snow crunched under the boots of hurrying healers, sobbing drifted on the wind from tent to tent, a persisting cough wouldn't relent. All that noise, yet still an unfamiliar voice made Mei Li jump like a hush had shattered.
An airbender stood not far from the group, her eyes reflecting as much pity and sadness as her words. Mei Li wondered if she was an acquaintance of the young girl, but a quick glance at the blank expressions the maids carried dismissed that idea. Looking for her then, a healer.
"Can... I help you, Miss?" Mei Li asked wearily.
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Akio just let a small smile quirk at the corners of his mouth as Shiro recounted Fan's stories. At least he got the jist of the tale.
"Oh, no trouble at all!" Fan said with a bright smile, "he's a delight."
"Although, he does need to be mindful of not using his bending at inappropriate times..." Akio said mildly, giving Shiro a look. "Remember what we discussed earlier. And now that your brother knows, I'm sure you'll be honest and tell you parents what happened."
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"I told you enough with the 'sir', kid," Rennick replied with a look. The circus ringleader was tall, with the most odd blond hair. Rumors were that he used something to make it that color, but since he was never caught, no one knew for sure. His odd amber eyes fixed on Torrik as he knelt down to help gather the wayward props and costumes.
"Rennick is fine. S'what everyone uses, you know, except you..." he said flatly.
An airbender stood not far from the group, her eyes reflecting as much pity and sadness as her words. Mei Li wondered if she was an acquaintance of the young girl, but a quick glance at the blank expressions the maids carried dismissed that idea. Looking for her then, a healer.
"Can... I help you, Miss?" Mei Li asked wearily.
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Akio just let a small smile quirk at the corners of his mouth as Shiro recounted Fan's stories. At least he got the jist of the tale.
"Oh, no trouble at all!" Fan said with a bright smile, "he's a delight."
"Although, he does need to be mindful of not using his bending at inappropriate times..." Akio said mildly, giving Shiro a look. "Remember what we discussed earlier. And now that your brother knows, I'm sure you'll be honest and tell you parents what happened."
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"I told you enough with the 'sir', kid," Rennick replied with a look. The circus ringleader was tall, with the most odd blond hair. Rumors were that he used something to make it that color, but since he was never caught, no one knew for sure. His odd amber eyes fixed on Torrik as he knelt down to help gather the wayward props and costumes.
"Rennick is fine. S'what everyone uses, you know, except you..." he said flatly.
Monday, October 27, 2014
Apologies
Oh--
Oh this was awkward.
Min Ya stood frozen, only a few yards from them. She had started to approach again when the healer came out, just to hear her report.
Should she turn around? What was the proper grieving time before asking the healer for help herself? The air bender supposed she could go find another healer, but she still had no idea where, and what if they were having an even worse situation?
"I'm.. I'm sorry for your loss..."
*---------*
Katsuo arrived at the dojo, looking out for his little brother.
"Katsuo!" the young boy called out, rushing over.
"Shiro, there you are. Enjoy yourself?"
He nodded vigorously. "I did! We learned about dragons today! They were the first firebenders! So I'm gonna be like a dragon!"
The older brother gave out a weak chuckle. "I suppose you will be." He then turned his attention up to the mentors, an older woman and her son. "He hasn't been causing trouble, has he?"
Oh this was awkward.
Min Ya stood frozen, only a few yards from them. She had started to approach again when the healer came out, just to hear her report.
Should she turn around? What was the proper grieving time before asking the healer for help herself? The air bender supposed she could go find another healer, but she still had no idea where, and what if they were having an even worse situation?
"I'm.. I'm sorry for your loss..."
*---------*
Katsuo arrived at the dojo, looking out for his little brother.
"Katsuo!" the young boy called out, rushing over.
"Shiro, there you are. Enjoy yourself?"
He nodded vigorously. "I did! We learned about dragons today! They were the first firebenders! So I'm gonna be like a dragon!"
The older brother gave out a weak chuckle. "I suppose you will be." He then turned his attention up to the mentors, an older woman and her son. "He hasn't been causing trouble, has he?"
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
A Numbness Worse Than the Cold....
As Lifen was pulled out of the hut she struggled against the two women. "No! You don't understand! That's my mother in there!" she pleaded. When the young woman came back out with a grim expression, Lifen knew. Her face fell and any fighting stopped. Her entire body seemed to sag. There were no tears in Lifen's eyes. She just - felt numb. The freezing wind didn't even seem to bother her anymore. The two women slowly let go of her. They were obviously torn between comforting the young woman or just leaving her be. In the end they simply decided to walk away without a word. They came all this way for a cure.... For what? Her mother died in the end. She looked up to the young woman. "T-thank you... For trying." She was obviously having difficulty even summoning the strength to speak.
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Torrik was hurriedly helping everyone set up for the show tonight. He was preparing the animals, preparing the stalls, helping set up the tents, and other things here and there. His firebending was too unstable to actually be a part of the show, but Rennick still let him stay and travel with the circus, so Torrik didn't mind. The area was already bustling with people who were excited about tonight's show. It wasn't surprising. Rennick's rag-tag group of comrades were extremely popular pretty much everywhere. Torrik was helping unload trunks from a wagon when he accidentally ran into the ringleader himself. Costumes, wigs, and props flew from the trunk as it and Torrik fell to the ground. "S-s-sorry sir," stammered Torrik as he picked up the costumes.
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Torrik was hurriedly helping everyone set up for the show tonight. He was preparing the animals, preparing the stalls, helping set up the tents, and other things here and there. His firebending was too unstable to actually be a part of the show, but Rennick still let him stay and travel with the circus, so Torrik didn't mind. The area was already bustling with people who were excited about tonight's show. It wasn't surprising. Rennick's rag-tag group of comrades were extremely popular pretty much everywhere. Torrik was helping unload trunks from a wagon when he accidentally ran into the ringleader himself. Costumes, wigs, and props flew from the trunk as it and Torrik fell to the ground. "S-s-sorry sir," stammered Torrik as he picked up the costumes.
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
Spirits Free In Death
Mei Li hurried in an knelt, ushering the servants to one side so she could examine the woman more closely. Blood spilled out the corners of her mouth and each gasp became more labored than the last. Her airways we blocked and with a sinking heart, Mei Li realized there was nothing in her power that could be done. Even if she could be made to breathe again, the disease had done its work. It would only be a day at most before the rest of her organs shut down and her body failed.
"Please. If you would, take the young lady outside. There is nothing anyone can do for this woman now, so I will ease her passing. But I would prefer to do it in privacy."
A younger lady devolved into tears on the spot, but two of the matron's swallowed their sadness for the sake of the others and took charge, gently leading Lifen from the tent as the healer requested.
Mei Li began humming under her breath a dirge for the dead as she took a stream of water from her pouch and joined it with a small black liquid from another. The water turned inky as she mixed it using her bending and sent it down Lien's throat and through her bloodstream. Paralysis began to take effect almost immediately, slowing Lien's gasps to shallow, slow breaths before they disappeared altogether, her body no longer rigid with pain. Tears clouded Mei Li's vision and cracked her voice as sat, staring at the life leaving Lien's eyes and still humming her song.
Another full minute passed before Mei Li could bring herself out of the sadness that threatened to suffocate her. She leaned forward to close Lien's eyelids before she worked up the courage to face the woman's daughter outside.
"I... am sorry. She has passed, but please take solace that her last moments were without pain and her spirit free in death at last...."
"Please. If you would, take the young lady outside. There is nothing anyone can do for this woman now, so I will ease her passing. But I would prefer to do it in privacy."
A younger lady devolved into tears on the spot, but two of the matron's swallowed their sadness for the sake of the others and took charge, gently leading Lifen from the tent as the healer requested.
Mei Li began humming under her breath a dirge for the dead as she took a stream of water from her pouch and joined it with a small black liquid from another. The water turned inky as she mixed it using her bending and sent it down Lien's throat and through her bloodstream. Paralysis began to take effect almost immediately, slowing Lien's gasps to shallow, slow breaths before they disappeared altogether, her body no longer rigid with pain. Tears clouded Mei Li's vision and cracked her voice as sat, staring at the life leaving Lien's eyes and still humming her song.
Another full minute passed before Mei Li could bring herself out of the sadness that threatened to suffocate her. She leaned forward to close Lien's eyelids before she worked up the courage to face the woman's daughter outside.
"I... am sorry. She has passed, but please take solace that her last moments were without pain and her spirit free in death at last...."
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Waiting for Pick up
It seemed from everyone she asked, the healers were all out and busy. It should've seemed obvious to her, that the healers wouldn't have much rest. There were still so many affected by the strange disease.
"Okay.. so a bit of a curve tossed in.. but we're not giving up, Fana!" Min Ya clentched her gloved fist.
The bison gave a low grunt. Min Ya looked about, when she thought she spotted the garb of one of the healers. "Hey--!"
Before she could make contact though, another young woman grabbed hold of her, pulling her off.
"W-wait!" Min Ya started after them. They had gone into one of the huts, before she could reach the pair. "Ooh.. .. Well, I'll.. just wait right here then.." she sighed, nestling against Fana's fur in the cold.
*======*
"Oh, it's so good that the rain finally died down," a high class, middle aged woman mused, as she drank her tea. Across from her, her husband nodded in agreement.
"Quite so.. Osamu is having his drills today, so he would've been so put out if they were delayed until tomorrow."
"Not to mention, Shiro is having his classes. Speaking of, Katsuo!"
The young man arrived in the doorway, carrying some wood. "Y-yes mother?"
"Shiro should be finishing up class soon, pick him up, would you?"
"Of course.." Katsuo bowed, before heading out of the home. He sighed as his feet hit the road. He hated going by the fire bending dojo.
"Okay.. so a bit of a curve tossed in.. but we're not giving up, Fana!" Min Ya clentched her gloved fist.
The bison gave a low grunt. Min Ya looked about, when she thought she spotted the garb of one of the healers. "Hey--!"
Before she could make contact though, another young woman grabbed hold of her, pulling her off.
"W-wait!" Min Ya started after them. They had gone into one of the huts, before she could reach the pair. "Ooh.. .. Well, I'll.. just wait right here then.." she sighed, nestling against Fana's fur in the cold.
*======*
"Oh, it's so good that the rain finally died down," a high class, middle aged woman mused, as she drank her tea. Across from her, her husband nodded in agreement.
"Quite so.. Osamu is having his drills today, so he would've been so put out if they were delayed until tomorrow."
"Not to mention, Shiro is having his classes. Speaking of, Katsuo!"
The young man arrived in the doorway, carrying some wood. "Y-yes mother?"
"Shiro should be finishing up class soon, pick him up, would you?"
"Of course.." Katsuo bowed, before heading out of the home. He sighed as his feet hit the road. He hated going by the fire bending dojo.
Monday, September 22, 2014
Character Profile: Torrik
Name: Torrik
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Nationality: Fire Nation
Weapon: None
Origin: Unknown
Personality: Torrik is clumsy both physically and socially. He is often blunt and doesn't always pick up on social ques. He's a nice kid, but he tends to rub people the wrong way when social graces are called for. He is very curious and intuitive. In opposite to his mentor Rennick, he is very easy to read.
Background: Like Rennick, Torrik's past is unknown. Torrik remembers nothing of his past. Rennick found him starving and lying on the road as the circus was traveling. For unknown reasons, Rennick helped the starving boy get back on his feet. Since the boy had nowhere to go, and the very peculiar habit of making things explode with his firebending, Rennick took him into his fold in order to become a pyrotechnic for his circus.
Appearance: Torrik looks like an average firebender with a slight twist. He is pale with black hair; however. he has bright blue eyes that are the same color of blue as his flames. He is gangly and tall (attributing to a lot of his awkwardness).
Special Abilities: Torrik can firebend, but it's not quite like other benders. He cannot control his flames, so often times they come out as concentrated explosions, instead of a controlled blast of fire.
Other: Because of his inability to control his firebending, he is currently still only in training under Rennick. He isn't actually a full-fledged member of the circus yet.
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Nationality: Fire Nation
Weapon: None
Origin: Unknown
Personality: Torrik is clumsy both physically and socially. He is often blunt and doesn't always pick up on social ques. He's a nice kid, but he tends to rub people the wrong way when social graces are called for. He is very curious and intuitive. In opposite to his mentor Rennick, he is very easy to read.
Background: Like Rennick, Torrik's past is unknown. Torrik remembers nothing of his past. Rennick found him starving and lying on the road as the circus was traveling. For unknown reasons, Rennick helped the starving boy get back on his feet. Since the boy had nowhere to go, and the very peculiar habit of making things explode with his firebending, Rennick took him into his fold in order to become a pyrotechnic for his circus.
Appearance: Torrik looks like an average firebender with a slight twist. He is pale with black hair; however. he has bright blue eyes that are the same color of blue as his flames. He is gangly and tall (attributing to a lot of his awkwardness).
Special Abilities: Torrik can firebend, but it's not quite like other benders. He cannot control his flames, so often times they come out as concentrated explosions, instead of a controlled blast of fire.
Other: Because of his inability to control his firebending, he is currently still only in training under Rennick. He isn't actually a full-fledged member of the circus yet.
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