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Abilities: Tyve is a normal human with the same limits of endurance as a normal human her age in peak condition. In addition, her upbringing and education brings her the ability to shoot a gun with startling accuracy. She can also wield a sword enough to stay alive for more than five minutes against a more competent foe. Note staying alive doesn't mean staying uninjured. So really people good with swords could just beat the tar out of her. She also has surprisingly crazy good reflexes. And all the competency in tactics and warfare that being in a military academy bequeaths. Note that I do not say good. Just competent. And this if you can get her to not rush headlong into things.
Eventually she will become a badass general, but that’s at least 15 years down the road so for all intents and purposes, she’s a greenhorn. Talented, yes, but still terribly inexperienced.
Sample Entry 1: [There's a voice on the phone. It sounds tense, clipped and angry. Someone got April fool’d.]
I'm not quite sure who thought that this would be an absolutely hilarious idea. But whomever was responsible for.. For.. [She actually seems to sputter a bit. If anything her anger seems to be escalating in her voice.]..Hanging my undergarments on the flagpole outside of the school, I strongly suggest that you confess to the crime. I don’t appreciate your attempt at some juvenile sense of humor and in fact I think you’re all the more terrible for doing such a thing. And if you’re an adult, what right do you have doing something so perverse to someone who is probably half your age? I've been taught never to take kindly to leches.
[Takes a moment to breath. Or maybe ramp up for even more anger.]
If you don't tell me who did it, I swear to all the gods of every damn world here that I will find you and it will not be pleasant! [There's a loud noise, almost like someone is slamming the phone down. Which would in fact be the case.]
Sample Entry 2:
[After the latest round of hell bent destruction from the town, it's regain day. Tyve sits on the porch contemplating this particular regains box. It's small and innocuous and she's not quite sure what could be in it. After all, she's gotten so many things from home at this point. Goodness, she's even gotten a training rifle from home back. But at the same time she knows that even scars come back. And she’s avoided that much. She bites her lower lip slightly as she turns the package over and over in her hands.]
I suppose there's no use in trying to figure out what it is. If it is a scar, I suppose I’ll have been used to it the first time around not to mind it again. [She opens the box and lets a small gasp out.]
W...[She swallows hard, trying to choke down the sudden lump in her throat before she speaks to herself again, a hiss escaping her lips.]What did they think they were doing?
[She lifts up the object, almost in a bit of shock in recognition of it, to inspect it closely with her own eyes. It’s a small pin, a silver ring with a small ruby bird on it. Almost as if it was yesterday, her mind imagines again the moment she had received this pin from her. She remembers as Aderyn’s delicate hands pinned it to her lapel. She wore it the rest of their second year. It had marked the turning point for Tyve as her feelings for the other girl had slowly begun to grow. This had been an object she thought she had lost when the attack had happened. When she saw her world fall apart. The last time she could recollect seeing it was when Aderyn had fallen, and she'd tried to save her… And then...]
This town is really terrible. Truly. [Rubs her eyes with the back of her hand, finding herself surprised for a moment at the dampness she feels. Realizing that she might be crying a little, she quickly closes the box and stands; hoping no one has seen her moment of weakness, before retreating into the house to mourn and sob quietly in her room.]
Tyve Russell-Rasmussen || OC || 3/3
Tyve is a normal human with the same limits of endurance as a normal human her age in peak condition. In addition, her upbringing and education brings her the ability to shoot a gun with startling accuracy. She can also wield a sword enough to stay alive for more than five minutes against a more competent foe. Note staying alive doesn't mean staying uninjured. So really people good with swords could just beat the tar out of her.
She also has surprisingly crazy good reflexes. And all the competency in tactics and warfare that being in a military academy bequeaths. Note that I do not say good. Just competent. And this if you can get her to not rush headlong into things.
Eventually she will become a badass general, but that’s at least 15 years down the road so for all intents and purposes, she’s a greenhorn. Talented, yes, but still terribly inexperienced.
Sample Entry 1:
[There's a voice on the phone. It sounds tense, clipped and angry. Someone got April fool’d.]
I'm not quite sure who thought that this would be an absolutely hilarious idea. But whomever was responsible for.. For.. [She actually seems to sputter a bit. If anything her anger seems to be escalating in her voice.]..Hanging my undergarments on the flagpole outside of the school, I strongly suggest that you confess to the crime. I don’t appreciate your attempt at some juvenile sense of humor and in fact I think you’re all the more terrible for doing such a thing. And if you’re an adult, what right do you have doing something so perverse to someone who is probably half your age? I've been taught never to take kindly to leches.
[Takes a moment to breath. Or maybe ramp up for even more anger.]
If you don't tell me who did it, I swear to all the gods of every damn world here that I will find you and it will not be pleasant! [There's a loud noise, almost like someone is slamming the phone down. Which would in fact be the case.]
Sample Entry 2:
[After the latest round of hell bent destruction from the town, it's regain day. Tyve sits on the porch contemplating this particular regains box. It's small and innocuous and she's not quite sure what could be in it. After all, she's gotten so many things from home at this point. Goodness, she's even gotten a training rifle from home back. But at the same time she knows that even scars come back. And she’s avoided that much. She bites her lower lip slightly as she turns the package over and over in her hands.]
I suppose there's no use in trying to figure out what it is. If it is a scar, I suppose I’ll have been used to it the first time around not to mind it again. [She opens the box and lets a small gasp out.]
W...[She swallows hard, trying to choke down the sudden lump in her throat before she speaks to herself again, a hiss escaping her lips.]What did they think they were doing?
[She lifts up the object, almost in a bit of shock in recognition of it, to inspect it closely with her own eyes. It’s a small pin, a silver ring with a small ruby bird on it. Almost as if it was yesterday, her mind imagines again the moment she had received this pin from her. She remembers as Aderyn’s delicate hands pinned it to her lapel. She wore it the rest of their second year. It had marked the turning point for Tyve as her feelings for the other girl had slowly begun to grow. This had been an object she thought she had lost when the attack had happened. When she saw her world fall apart. The last time she could recollect seeing it was when Aderyn had fallen, and she'd tried to save her… And then...]
This town is really terrible. Truly. [Rubs her eyes with the back of her hand, finding herself surprised for a moment at the dampness she feels. Realizing that she might be crying a little, she quickly closes the box and stands; hoping no one has seen her moment of weakness, before retreating into the house to mourn and sob quietly in her room.]
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