Post by lili on Apr 13, 2008 22:37:40 GMT -5
Name: Tsuya
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Group: Kyoshi Warriors
Nation: Earth Kingdom
Bender?: No
Physical Appearance: Tsuya fancies herself somewhat good looking for being born a simple Earth Kingdom girl. Her skin is light with a rosy tint to it and could be soft if she felt more concern and put more care into it. Reaching 5’4, without, shoes, she stands even with many other girls and possesses sturdy frame, so don’t underestimate this warrior. She’s grown used to the fact she will never have much where her chest is concerned and hates when her mother laments this fact. Her arms are long and graceful, which has helped her perfect the tessenjutsu the Kyoshi Warriors are famous for. After years of use, however, Tsyua’s hands have grown rougher. As a girl she had a bad habit of biting her nails, and though she may have outgrown that trait she still prefers them to be cut short. Often times she has no way to manicure them and the edges are uneven. Her torso is lean but without much noticeable muscle as Tsuya works harder to keep her arms and legs toned. Her thighs and shins are thicker, showing their usefulness. The face that sets on a long, defined neck has a soft oval shape to it. Chin and neck separate just enough so you can see the differentiation, giving her jaw line a subtle roundness. Thin hazel eyes are framed by a pale set of eyelashes and long, arched eyebrows sit above them. A thin nose sweeps down her face, possibly longer than Tsuya would like, with a small mouth signaling the end of her facial features. The upper lip is much thinner than the lower, making them noticeably uneven. Whenever nervous or thoughtful Tsuya can’t help but bite her lower lip, making it obvious when she’s troubled. It’s a habit she has tried to break time and time again, especially because it makes her lips appear chapped. Rich, dark sienna brown hair is long and straight, with a few pieces becoming wispy at their ends. A myrtle green strip of cloth ties her hair in the middle, with the hair bulging out slightly just below and above the tie. Its texture is soft and Tsuya does love to run her fingers through it to keep knots away. She does wish she could do more with it, since it’s just thick enough to give the illusion of body, but when she tries and fancier styles they never hold up.
Clothing/Armor: The uniform of the Kyoshi Warriors has become like a second skin to Malai. When dressing she first wraps a length of fabric, cotton like in texture and celadon in color, around her chest and torso. Then Tsuya adds a pair of beige capris that fit her legs closely so as not impair the way the other layers sit on her body. A dark tan shirt is added next, with fitted sleeves that end at her elbow and fits around her middle nicely. Next is what people see, the parts that make up her uniform. A sea green shirt is wrapped around her upper half. The sleeves are long and baggy, with charcoal colored arm guards covering her forearm, making the sleeves appear billowy between her shoulder and elbow. The sleeves have a simple design running their length; a myrtle green strip of color with a gold circle set in the middle. Matching the shirt in color is an over-skirt that ends mid-shin. The front is cut out, revealing another myrtle green skirt beneath. The final skirt is hemmed at Tsuya’s ankle, leaving the tops of her brown boots exposed and just a hint of their laces showing. Charcoal grey armor covers her chest and back with two small pieces bent over to cover the shoulders. A myrtle green sash is tied around her waist to show a small amount of her shape, with the armor continuing after that into “flaps” that hang a foot or so past her waist. Slate gray gloves cover her hands, tucked into the excess of her shirt sleeves. Finally, wrapped along her forehead is a strip of myrtle green cloth with a small copper triangle, its edges rounded, attached at the front.
After the battle, however, her appearance is more rugged. The two skirts have grass stains from rolling and dodging attacks; and the myrtle green skirt is slightly torn along the bottom, leaving little wisps of string to float about freely. The armor did an excellent job in its duty to protect her from attacks and does not have so many spots as the clothes do from damage. The right sleeve of the sea green top wrapped about her torso has visible dirt stains and there is a small tear at the elbow, where it meets the arm guard, about the size of a coin. Tsuya’s boots are also not so worse for wear and have never so much as come untied. Though she knows this uniform, with it’s obvious use, could give her away to any suspecting enemies she is hard pressed to discard it. Besides, Tsuya has no means to acquire any other articles of clothing.
Weapons: Metal fans are crucial to the Kyoshi warriors way of fighting. The bronze fans are composed of nine ribs and painted with a protective gloss, making them both more durable and eye-catching. Between each rib is a small, diamond shaped cut out. The fan is used “as an extension of the arm” and is used in a more defensive manner.
Tsuya also carries a fold out shield. The bronze material matches the warrior’s fans; a small forest green square helps symbolize the Earth Kingdom which they are a part of. The shield is mounted on her left arm guard and folds out when certain pressure is applied. And though Tsuya carries one, she is not as skilled with the jingum they also practice with. The hilt is wrapped in black cloth and feels more awkward for Tsuya to use.
Personality: Mellow a self-proclaimed born follower, Tsuya feels that she has a certain understanding of her place in the world. She’s sensible enough but lacks certain decision making skills that a person in charge requires. Her sights are never set on the road ahead, instead her attention always seems to divert to the short term. Tsuya’s goals are things that she can usually acquire quickly and easily. Her training as a Kyoshi Warrior has been one of the few things Tsuya ever actually stayed on track with. It’s held her attention by keeping her active and her mind stimulated. With the guidance of others and their encouragement it’s more agreeable for her to stay on task.
It is not hard for Tsuya to fall in and out of emotions. Feelings such as love, which she has trained herself to believe are false, do not last long. Whether it is a boy working at the docks or her mother she will feel a strong sense of caring and affection one moment but then annoyance and aggravation the next. The other girls in her group also fall in and out of her favor, though she is careful to never show anything but care to them. Tsuya feels closer to the warriors, who she thinks of as her extended family, than her parents or siblings. Her mother always seems to sense her daughter’s dissatisfaction for her family and tries to explain it’s a passing teenage phase. And much to Tsuya’s frustration jealousy is not an uncommon frame of mind for her. Not quite that she desires what those around her possess. It’s more that she doesn’t want to see herself do without.
Tsuya has never been turned off from social situations. Having nurtured a strong sense of confidence within herself it would be no challenge for her to walk into a room full of strangers and work herself into a conversation. Even as a young child Tsuya found herself extroverted and ready to socialize with whoever was around. Her willingness to be around anyone and everyone stemmed from curiosity at first, but later on Tsuya developed a real liking in conversation.
Background: The small fishing village on Kyoshi Island was where Malai spent the majority of her life. Her parents had already welcomed three boys into the world, and Tsuya was accompanied by a twin boy Sunan. Ecstatic to finally have a daughter she might model into a young woman, Tsuya’s mother was quick to submerge her daughter in all sorts of teachings. If it hadn’t been for her father, who insisted he needed all the help he could get working his boat and booth at the market, Tsuya might never have seen the outside world save for passing glances. Though she hated being out on the water and pulling catches in she did have a head for numbers and made easy work of keeping accounts in order. Most in the village were surprised to walk in the family’s small shop to place an order and find little nine year old Tsuya waiting to help them. Of course she was never alone, an older brother was there to gut and clean a costumers purchase, but to watch her count up and record what was owed was humorous to people.
Throughout her childhood Tsuya always felt distant to almost every member of her family. Sunan was probably the only exception to this. Her mother was always criticizing her, openly wishing her daughter was leaner, had fuller lips, etc. Her father never really paid her much mind at all, except to ask about business and give his opinions on the fishing he might do in the coming weeks. And her older brothers did not want to be bothered with a girl at least four years younger than themselves. Sunan was certainly an active and happy child but he always acted nervous around strangers. Tsuya’s household held relatives, some more distant than others, almost constantly. Whenever a new aunt or cousin stopped by he would stay in his room for the majority of their stay, except for the occasional meal. When shopping with their mother he was always hesitant to join his twin in approaching the other kids they happened upon. Tsuya would grab Sunan’s hand and make him trail behind her. The pair was spotted together nearly every moment until they turned eight. If playing a game with some other children Tsuya would find a spot for Sunan. They learned to read together as well as write, though Sunan was always better at those things. Tsuya balanced him by excelling in arithmetic. After Tsuya kept Sunan from being beaten up, however, he became more distant. Their brothers teased him constantly for living in the shadow of a girl and drove him to join them instead of going with Tysua. Her joining the Kyoshi warriors didn’t help matters, either.
Tsuya’s joining the group happened almost by accident. She found them practicing one late afternoon on her way home. Being eight and highly inquisitive she boldly approached the female who was leading the others in their exercises. The opening to the hut they practiced in had been left open so she was able to walk right in. The girl smiled when she saw Tsuya and was very friendly while explaining who they were and what they were doing. Tsuya had never honestly heard of them before, in part because of her mother even if she never knew that. After being invited to join them for practice the next day Tsuya practically ran home to share what had happened with Sunan, and possibly her mother. Sunan told her right out he didn’t like the idea of her leaving him to join them. Her attempts at explaining how it wouldn’t be like that were futile and she left him with a sinking feeling. Her mother was also displeased with the idea, though was happy once she realized the girls wore makeup. So, as invited, Tsuya met up with the warriors the next morning.
Since most of the girls had begun their training a year or two prior Tsuya, she found herself behind them for the first few months. They were encouraging, however, and Tsuya found she enjoyed the environment the girls created. Unlike at her home this was not a competition. She didn’t have to be first to get a good uniform, they were all the same in design and all of equal quality. If she accidently knocked into one of her counterparts they didn’t fuss over it, instead giving her tips on how to be quicker next time. The idea of emulating the past Avatar Kyoshi was also fantastic to her. So as time went on they became closer and each seemed to move into their own position.
It was the objective of the island to remain out of the war. They had not drawn the attention of the Fire Nation in a hundred years and didn’t plan to any time soon. Tsuya was fine with that decision, why should she care anyway? The war sometimes felt like it was happening to another world, unrelated to her own, as she never saw any of its destruction. But that all changed when some kids and large flying animal landed on their island. Upon Suki’s orders they captured them and brought them back to the village. The one male, who they later knew as Sokka, was apparently unable to keep his mouth closed for very long. After the bald male, the Avatar Aang, revealed himself, however, the three were released. Katara and Aang managed to fit in the community fine. Sokka was still sure his being male meant he was the better warrior and paid the girls a visit to show them. Suki was quick to put him in his place, much to Tsuya’s approval, and the male warrior humbled himself to learn their ways. Because of the Avatar’s presence Prince Zuko and the Fire Nation was brought upon Kyoshi.
The prince, though exiled as Tsuya later learned, wreaked havoc upon the village. Numerous homes were lost due to his fire. Only by the grace of the Avatar was no one seriously injured. Aang and his friends left to draw the prince away but the damage had been done. The burned houses weren’t the only thing that had changed the island. Suki saw it as the perfect time for them to assist in the war. The warriors had seen firsthand what the war could do, and they hadn’t experienced the worst of it. Tsuya did not even ask her parents’ permission to leave, she simply told them what she had to do. And after years of hard feelings Sunan apologized, though Tsuya insisted it was not necessary, and offered her a bracelet to remember him by. She took it and promised to wear it always.
North was the direction their travels took, assisting villages, towns, and small groups along the way. Tsuya found working with the assorted people’s much more rewarding than anything she had done back in Kyoshi. They went as far as Zhy, a rather interesting looking town larger than most in her opinion, before heading in the direction of the Earth Kingdom capitol. At just the thought of seeing Ba Sing Se Tsuya was excited.
While journeying across the Earth Kingdom countryside, finally leaving the ferry system behind, the Colonel Bora Gan's Thunderfist Battalion fell into their path. They were to combine forces and stop the Fire Nation princess, though events didn’t quite go as planned. Tsuya fought hard against the enemy soldiers, but the princess’s impressive attacks proved to be too much. She was willing to help Suki defend until the end, whether they be captured or worse. But Tsuya’s leader ordered her to run, to find help. The orders did not sink in at first and she kept her position on the battle field, until Suki’s tone became more urgent and authoritative. It pained her more than anyone could understand to leave the girls behind, but a command was a command and the warriors would need someone to help them from the outside. With the pain clearly evident on her face, Tsuya made a break for it.
Her escape was fairly easy, given the situation. Tsuya encountered only a single guard returning to his post after investigating the woods. Her attack was unseen by him and by the time she was upon him it was too late. That kill helped her focus more as she realized the events that had just unfolded were all too real. Not wanting to have to face any other men, Tsuya started running back the way they had come. She guessed it to be southeast, but without a compass she would not be willing to put money on it.
Now, lost without her friends and comrades, Tsuya tries to group herself back together. There is no one to give orders anymore, no one with a new task or plan in mind. And besides being unsure of her next move, she is always haunted by the memory of her friends’ final stand. She has a distinct feeling they are alright, for the moment, and that inkling is what keeps her guided on Suki’s words: to get help.
Sample RP: “Look,” Tsuya began. “It won’t be for so long. I’m sure you’ll be happier once I’m gone. Think of it as a vacation from you annoying sis.” She smiled at that last remark, a weak faltering smile she couldn’t keep after looking at Sunan’s eyes again. He seemed to be on the verge of tears and it made Tsuya feel all the worse for putting him through this. She had a duty, though, to her nation. And she couldn’t just let the warriors leave without her! “Can you just try to understand? You know you’re the only one I’m saying goodbye to.” His head fell and she could see him biting his lip, a trait they shared when upset. Sighing, Tsuya reached for his chin and brought his face up to hers. They were almost exactly the same height so Sunan could not help but meet her determined gaze. He would say goodbye to her! Slapping his cheek playfully Tsuya noted the briefest glint of a smile on his thin lips. “I know, I know,” he murmured. “I’ll still worry.” He added sheepishly. This caught Tsuya off balance. Tucking a wisp of hair back behind her ear she quickly engulfed him in a hug. She may not have seen the look of surprise on Sunan’s face, but she still knew it was there.
“Oh,” he squeaked, pushing her back. “I made you something. For your going away and all, I thought you’d want something to remember me by.” Sunan took a moment to dig in the deep pocket of his fishy pants. Tsuya remembered he would have to get back to work soon. Bringing his hand up and out Tsuya was delighted at his offering. The carved wooden beads that made up the bracelet were small and intricate and she took a moment to admire them. “Well, I gotta go now.” She told him reluctantly. Sunan nodded solemnly, growing quiet again. Before running off Tsuya gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Then, turning on her heel, she slung her pack over her shoulder and took off down the path that led to the docks. The sun was growing closer to the water’s edge and she didn’t want to make them any later than they needed to be. Throwing one last glance over her shoulder, Tsuya saw Senan saunter off. It would be good for him to have a break from her, to have a chance to bond with his other brothers. Tsuya just hoped she would make out alright.
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Group: Kyoshi Warriors
Nation: Earth Kingdom
Bender?: No
Physical Appearance: Tsuya fancies herself somewhat good looking for being born a simple Earth Kingdom girl. Her skin is light with a rosy tint to it and could be soft if she felt more concern and put more care into it. Reaching 5’4, without, shoes, she stands even with many other girls and possesses sturdy frame, so don’t underestimate this warrior. She’s grown used to the fact she will never have much where her chest is concerned and hates when her mother laments this fact. Her arms are long and graceful, which has helped her perfect the tessenjutsu the Kyoshi Warriors are famous for. After years of use, however, Tsyua’s hands have grown rougher. As a girl she had a bad habit of biting her nails, and though she may have outgrown that trait she still prefers them to be cut short. Often times she has no way to manicure them and the edges are uneven. Her torso is lean but without much noticeable muscle as Tsuya works harder to keep her arms and legs toned. Her thighs and shins are thicker, showing their usefulness. The face that sets on a long, defined neck has a soft oval shape to it. Chin and neck separate just enough so you can see the differentiation, giving her jaw line a subtle roundness. Thin hazel eyes are framed by a pale set of eyelashes and long, arched eyebrows sit above them. A thin nose sweeps down her face, possibly longer than Tsuya would like, with a small mouth signaling the end of her facial features. The upper lip is much thinner than the lower, making them noticeably uneven. Whenever nervous or thoughtful Tsuya can’t help but bite her lower lip, making it obvious when she’s troubled. It’s a habit she has tried to break time and time again, especially because it makes her lips appear chapped. Rich, dark sienna brown hair is long and straight, with a few pieces becoming wispy at their ends. A myrtle green strip of cloth ties her hair in the middle, with the hair bulging out slightly just below and above the tie. Its texture is soft and Tsuya does love to run her fingers through it to keep knots away. She does wish she could do more with it, since it’s just thick enough to give the illusion of body, but when she tries and fancier styles they never hold up.
Clothing/Armor: The uniform of the Kyoshi Warriors has become like a second skin to Malai. When dressing she first wraps a length of fabric, cotton like in texture and celadon in color, around her chest and torso. Then Tsuya adds a pair of beige capris that fit her legs closely so as not impair the way the other layers sit on her body. A dark tan shirt is added next, with fitted sleeves that end at her elbow and fits around her middle nicely. Next is what people see, the parts that make up her uniform. A sea green shirt is wrapped around her upper half. The sleeves are long and baggy, with charcoal colored arm guards covering her forearm, making the sleeves appear billowy between her shoulder and elbow. The sleeves have a simple design running their length; a myrtle green strip of color with a gold circle set in the middle. Matching the shirt in color is an over-skirt that ends mid-shin. The front is cut out, revealing another myrtle green skirt beneath. The final skirt is hemmed at Tsuya’s ankle, leaving the tops of her brown boots exposed and just a hint of their laces showing. Charcoal grey armor covers her chest and back with two small pieces bent over to cover the shoulders. A myrtle green sash is tied around her waist to show a small amount of her shape, with the armor continuing after that into “flaps” that hang a foot or so past her waist. Slate gray gloves cover her hands, tucked into the excess of her shirt sleeves. Finally, wrapped along her forehead is a strip of myrtle green cloth with a small copper triangle, its edges rounded, attached at the front.
After the battle, however, her appearance is more rugged. The two skirts have grass stains from rolling and dodging attacks; and the myrtle green skirt is slightly torn along the bottom, leaving little wisps of string to float about freely. The armor did an excellent job in its duty to protect her from attacks and does not have so many spots as the clothes do from damage. The right sleeve of the sea green top wrapped about her torso has visible dirt stains and there is a small tear at the elbow, where it meets the arm guard, about the size of a coin. Tsuya’s boots are also not so worse for wear and have never so much as come untied. Though she knows this uniform, with it’s obvious use, could give her away to any suspecting enemies she is hard pressed to discard it. Besides, Tsuya has no means to acquire any other articles of clothing.
Weapons: Metal fans are crucial to the Kyoshi warriors way of fighting. The bronze fans are composed of nine ribs and painted with a protective gloss, making them both more durable and eye-catching. Between each rib is a small, diamond shaped cut out. The fan is used “as an extension of the arm” and is used in a more defensive manner.
Tsuya also carries a fold out shield. The bronze material matches the warrior’s fans; a small forest green square helps symbolize the Earth Kingdom which they are a part of. The shield is mounted on her left arm guard and folds out when certain pressure is applied. And though Tsuya carries one, she is not as skilled with the jingum they also practice with. The hilt is wrapped in black cloth and feels more awkward for Tsuya to use.
Personality: Mellow a self-proclaimed born follower, Tsuya feels that she has a certain understanding of her place in the world. She’s sensible enough but lacks certain decision making skills that a person in charge requires. Her sights are never set on the road ahead, instead her attention always seems to divert to the short term. Tsuya’s goals are things that she can usually acquire quickly and easily. Her training as a Kyoshi Warrior has been one of the few things Tsuya ever actually stayed on track with. It’s held her attention by keeping her active and her mind stimulated. With the guidance of others and their encouragement it’s more agreeable for her to stay on task.
It is not hard for Tsuya to fall in and out of emotions. Feelings such as love, which she has trained herself to believe are false, do not last long. Whether it is a boy working at the docks or her mother she will feel a strong sense of caring and affection one moment but then annoyance and aggravation the next. The other girls in her group also fall in and out of her favor, though she is careful to never show anything but care to them. Tsuya feels closer to the warriors, who she thinks of as her extended family, than her parents or siblings. Her mother always seems to sense her daughter’s dissatisfaction for her family and tries to explain it’s a passing teenage phase. And much to Tsuya’s frustration jealousy is not an uncommon frame of mind for her. Not quite that she desires what those around her possess. It’s more that she doesn’t want to see herself do without.
Tsuya has never been turned off from social situations. Having nurtured a strong sense of confidence within herself it would be no challenge for her to walk into a room full of strangers and work herself into a conversation. Even as a young child Tsuya found herself extroverted and ready to socialize with whoever was around. Her willingness to be around anyone and everyone stemmed from curiosity at first, but later on Tsuya developed a real liking in conversation.
Background: The small fishing village on Kyoshi Island was where Malai spent the majority of her life. Her parents had already welcomed three boys into the world, and Tsuya was accompanied by a twin boy Sunan. Ecstatic to finally have a daughter she might model into a young woman, Tsuya’s mother was quick to submerge her daughter in all sorts of teachings. If it hadn’t been for her father, who insisted he needed all the help he could get working his boat and booth at the market, Tsuya might never have seen the outside world save for passing glances. Though she hated being out on the water and pulling catches in she did have a head for numbers and made easy work of keeping accounts in order. Most in the village were surprised to walk in the family’s small shop to place an order and find little nine year old Tsuya waiting to help them. Of course she was never alone, an older brother was there to gut and clean a costumers purchase, but to watch her count up and record what was owed was humorous to people.
Throughout her childhood Tsuya always felt distant to almost every member of her family. Sunan was probably the only exception to this. Her mother was always criticizing her, openly wishing her daughter was leaner, had fuller lips, etc. Her father never really paid her much mind at all, except to ask about business and give his opinions on the fishing he might do in the coming weeks. And her older brothers did not want to be bothered with a girl at least four years younger than themselves. Sunan was certainly an active and happy child but he always acted nervous around strangers. Tsuya’s household held relatives, some more distant than others, almost constantly. Whenever a new aunt or cousin stopped by he would stay in his room for the majority of their stay, except for the occasional meal. When shopping with their mother he was always hesitant to join his twin in approaching the other kids they happened upon. Tsuya would grab Sunan’s hand and make him trail behind her. The pair was spotted together nearly every moment until they turned eight. If playing a game with some other children Tsuya would find a spot for Sunan. They learned to read together as well as write, though Sunan was always better at those things. Tsuya balanced him by excelling in arithmetic. After Tsuya kept Sunan from being beaten up, however, he became more distant. Their brothers teased him constantly for living in the shadow of a girl and drove him to join them instead of going with Tysua. Her joining the Kyoshi warriors didn’t help matters, either.
Tsuya’s joining the group happened almost by accident. She found them practicing one late afternoon on her way home. Being eight and highly inquisitive she boldly approached the female who was leading the others in their exercises. The opening to the hut they practiced in had been left open so she was able to walk right in. The girl smiled when she saw Tsuya and was very friendly while explaining who they were and what they were doing. Tsuya had never honestly heard of them before, in part because of her mother even if she never knew that. After being invited to join them for practice the next day Tsuya practically ran home to share what had happened with Sunan, and possibly her mother. Sunan told her right out he didn’t like the idea of her leaving him to join them. Her attempts at explaining how it wouldn’t be like that were futile and she left him with a sinking feeling. Her mother was also displeased with the idea, though was happy once she realized the girls wore makeup. So, as invited, Tsuya met up with the warriors the next morning.
Since most of the girls had begun their training a year or two prior Tsuya, she found herself behind them for the first few months. They were encouraging, however, and Tsuya found she enjoyed the environment the girls created. Unlike at her home this was not a competition. She didn’t have to be first to get a good uniform, they were all the same in design and all of equal quality. If she accidently knocked into one of her counterparts they didn’t fuss over it, instead giving her tips on how to be quicker next time. The idea of emulating the past Avatar Kyoshi was also fantastic to her. So as time went on they became closer and each seemed to move into their own position.
It was the objective of the island to remain out of the war. They had not drawn the attention of the Fire Nation in a hundred years and didn’t plan to any time soon. Tsuya was fine with that decision, why should she care anyway? The war sometimes felt like it was happening to another world, unrelated to her own, as she never saw any of its destruction. But that all changed when some kids and large flying animal landed on their island. Upon Suki’s orders they captured them and brought them back to the village. The one male, who they later knew as Sokka, was apparently unable to keep his mouth closed for very long. After the bald male, the Avatar Aang, revealed himself, however, the three were released. Katara and Aang managed to fit in the community fine. Sokka was still sure his being male meant he was the better warrior and paid the girls a visit to show them. Suki was quick to put him in his place, much to Tsuya’s approval, and the male warrior humbled himself to learn their ways. Because of the Avatar’s presence Prince Zuko and the Fire Nation was brought upon Kyoshi.
The prince, though exiled as Tsuya later learned, wreaked havoc upon the village. Numerous homes were lost due to his fire. Only by the grace of the Avatar was no one seriously injured. Aang and his friends left to draw the prince away but the damage had been done. The burned houses weren’t the only thing that had changed the island. Suki saw it as the perfect time for them to assist in the war. The warriors had seen firsthand what the war could do, and they hadn’t experienced the worst of it. Tsuya did not even ask her parents’ permission to leave, she simply told them what she had to do. And after years of hard feelings Sunan apologized, though Tsuya insisted it was not necessary, and offered her a bracelet to remember him by. She took it and promised to wear it always.
North was the direction their travels took, assisting villages, towns, and small groups along the way. Tsuya found working with the assorted people’s much more rewarding than anything she had done back in Kyoshi. They went as far as Zhy, a rather interesting looking town larger than most in her opinion, before heading in the direction of the Earth Kingdom capitol. At just the thought of seeing Ba Sing Se Tsuya was excited.
While journeying across the Earth Kingdom countryside, finally leaving the ferry system behind, the Colonel Bora Gan's Thunderfist Battalion fell into their path. They were to combine forces and stop the Fire Nation princess, though events didn’t quite go as planned. Tsuya fought hard against the enemy soldiers, but the princess’s impressive attacks proved to be too much. She was willing to help Suki defend until the end, whether they be captured or worse. But Tsuya’s leader ordered her to run, to find help. The orders did not sink in at first and she kept her position on the battle field, until Suki’s tone became more urgent and authoritative. It pained her more than anyone could understand to leave the girls behind, but a command was a command and the warriors would need someone to help them from the outside. With the pain clearly evident on her face, Tsuya made a break for it.
Her escape was fairly easy, given the situation. Tsuya encountered only a single guard returning to his post after investigating the woods. Her attack was unseen by him and by the time she was upon him it was too late. That kill helped her focus more as she realized the events that had just unfolded were all too real. Not wanting to have to face any other men, Tsuya started running back the way they had come. She guessed it to be southeast, but without a compass she would not be willing to put money on it.
Now, lost without her friends and comrades, Tsuya tries to group herself back together. There is no one to give orders anymore, no one with a new task or plan in mind. And besides being unsure of her next move, she is always haunted by the memory of her friends’ final stand. She has a distinct feeling they are alright, for the moment, and that inkling is what keeps her guided on Suki’s words: to get help.
Sample RP: “Look,” Tsuya began. “It won’t be for so long. I’m sure you’ll be happier once I’m gone. Think of it as a vacation from you annoying sis.” She smiled at that last remark, a weak faltering smile she couldn’t keep after looking at Sunan’s eyes again. He seemed to be on the verge of tears and it made Tsuya feel all the worse for putting him through this. She had a duty, though, to her nation. And she couldn’t just let the warriors leave without her! “Can you just try to understand? You know you’re the only one I’m saying goodbye to.” His head fell and she could see him biting his lip, a trait they shared when upset. Sighing, Tsuya reached for his chin and brought his face up to hers. They were almost exactly the same height so Sunan could not help but meet her determined gaze. He would say goodbye to her! Slapping his cheek playfully Tsuya noted the briefest glint of a smile on his thin lips. “I know, I know,” he murmured. “I’ll still worry.” He added sheepishly. This caught Tsuya off balance. Tucking a wisp of hair back behind her ear she quickly engulfed him in a hug. She may not have seen the look of surprise on Sunan’s face, but she still knew it was there.
“Oh,” he squeaked, pushing her back. “I made you something. For your going away and all, I thought you’d want something to remember me by.” Sunan took a moment to dig in the deep pocket of his fishy pants. Tsuya remembered he would have to get back to work soon. Bringing his hand up and out Tsuya was delighted at his offering. The carved wooden beads that made up the bracelet were small and intricate and she took a moment to admire them. “Well, I gotta go now.” She told him reluctantly. Sunan nodded solemnly, growing quiet again. Before running off Tsuya gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Then, turning on her heel, she slung her pack over her shoulder and took off down the path that led to the docks. The sun was growing closer to the water’s edge and she didn’t want to make them any later than they needed to be. Throwing one last glance over her shoulder, Tsuya saw Senan saunter off. It would be good for him to have a break from her, to have a chance to bond with his other brothers. Tsuya just hoped she would make out alright.