Intelligence:Tandra isn't too smart, street smart, surely, but she doesn't know as much as she'd like to... 30/100 Athletic Skill: Despite running a lot, she's too lazy to maintain her athleticism 40/100 Strength: Now, she's a strong one, she's been known to slap her ex's stupid girlfriends back in Brazil. And boy did it feel good! 80/100 Speed: She's too much of a lazy bum individual to run so quickly, she can sort of run fast, but not in exceptional levels. 50/10 Agility: She's rather agile since she did take up in kick boxing for the sake of knowing how to beat up her ex's... So her agility is rather swift 60/100 Stamina: This girl has the worst stamina in the world... From years of lazing about, don't expect Tandra to do much without being tired... 20/100 Durability: From years of getting her hair pulled and slapped from other girls, Tandra has grown accustomed to a punch or two 70/100 Endurance: Endurance, she does have, she won't pass out much, and will try to go on despite the odds 40/100 Flexibility: Oh, she is very flexible. From years of dancing to night club music and even ballet, Tandra is quite a flexible woman. 90/100
Tandra didn't really wish to look at anyone. She was too busy being angry to do anything about it. That damn b*****d had his eyes on murdering her. Just because she was the weakest link didn't mean that she was some sort of damn toy to be pushed around. He probably wanted to make her look stupid. Maybe kill her off so she wouldn't be a burden to everyone else. Tandra sighs, but winces a little in pain. Yeah, she had definitely crushed a rib. She wasn't even arsed to look under her shirt to see any bruises, she knew that they were there. Tandra quietly began to regret coming to the academy, she could have gone her old ways as a 'loner.' Though, if she had continued her lifestyle, she would have surely been some kind of street hooker or drug bum. Okay, maybe going to the academy was an 'alright' decision. But one decision she had regretted was having that jerk Tsubasa swoon her over to even join. She should have been in Law Enforcement, or maybe even the custodial staff! Yes, she could mops a damn good floor! Well, with such a big ego, Tandra wasn't able to take her brutal defeat so well. Maybe Capn' would have been better? Tandra forms her hands into a fist as a few other Division members glance at the fourth chair in curiosity. Covered in bruises and a few scrapes,holding onto her torso in what looks like, pain. Maybe that hot springs session was well-deserved. How air headed could she get? Tandra walks towards the staircase of one of the main building, and sits down, wincing in pain before groaning quietly.
"I'm...I'm sorry Tandra, I didn't mean to harm you this much..."
"...I hope you can forgive me..."
So, did he see her as weak? Lowering her head before covering some of her face with her hand, her long bangs covering the rest, Tandra simply sits there and listens to the sound of people walking about to their duties. Tandra hunches over a little as she pants quietly. She'd get over it. She's been through worse. She's Tandra for Christ's sake! She could beat up a harlot for stealing her stupid boyfriends, she could down a whole bottle of Snake-Infused Whiskey and only vomit once, she could dance the whole night away in stilettos... On top of a bar counter. Being a shinigami was harder than Tandra could possibly imagine. She had wished that the settlers could simply have ended her before she knew what she was...
"I won't forgive you... Ever..."
Tandra sighs, when was the last time she had actually cried? She wouldn't remember. Tandra winces as she forms her hand into a tight fist as she grasps onto her hair in pain. How could such a confident girl lose all of that spunk in but a few painful minutes...?
Check out my drum Check out my drum, my drum is dumb My drum is numb, I think you all want some Hot like a fresh-baked bun It's hot like the sun, hot like a smokin' gun...!
Undo these chains, my friend I'll show you the rage I've hidden Perish the Sacrament Swallow, but nothing's forgiven You and I can't decide which of us was taken for granted Make amends, some of us are destined to be outlived
xxxAppearing in a silent burst of speed, Tsubasa stared calmly at Tandra from atop one of the small buildings surrounding the courtyard. It would seem she'd gone off to wallow in her anger and hatred towards his actions, something he could easily tell from the way she was acting and moving her body and eyes. Sighing softly to himself the male couldn't help but reach up and scratch his head slightly, trying to decide on how to deal with the situation. On one hand he could leave it alone, and she would most likely end up hating him for the rest of his life; something he didn't really wish to happen. On the other hand he could approach her and try to talk to her, upon which she could either blow him off entirely and eventually request a squad transfer to get away from him, or she could slap him and yell at him potentially. Sweat dropping to himself, the male sat down atop the rooftop; his legs crossed underneath him as he rested his elbow on his right knee, with his chin leaning on his palm so he could think more on the subject. In the end even if Tandra had sparred with Aki-bo it wouldn't have been much of a difference; which was somewhat of a lie, if Aki-bo had sparred with her he most likely would have crushed all of her ribs into powder because even his strength whilst holding back could destroy boulders with a light tap. Practically tearing his hair from his skull the male flailed about in frustration, his mind running at a thousand thoughts per second in an attempt to decide on the best course of action to keep the girl from despising him forever. Though there was a small chance of that still happening no matter what he did to try and defuse the situation. " He mumbled quietly to himself, closing his eyes in frustration; he dearly wanted to go down and act like a complete moron in hopes of making her laugh but he highly doubted that would happen.
xxxAfter a moment longer of thinking on the situation the male stood up, smoothing his hair back into it's normal nice appearance. With that done he dropped down silently from the rooftop, using his training in the Onmitsukidō to achieve this perfectly. Walking towards the girl he smiled slightly, seeing her eyes closed; which allowed him to actually approach her without her immediately getting up and leaving. Sitting down next to her without making any noise the male sat there, contemplating what to say for a moment longer before speaking. His voice quiet and calm; yet once more conveying his feelings perfectly towards the woman. "I know you don't want to see or hear from me for a long time, if not ever...but I had to come here. I know the way I acted and spoke made it seem like I was mocking you, maybe for being weaker than me; or maybe for just not being strong in general. I want you to know that was the furthest thought from my mind, in fact it's never even entered my thoughts. I...I really am sorry for my actions." Falling silent the male closed his eyes, letting out a soft sigh before standing up slowly; turning to face her again to speak once more. "That's all I wanted to say." Turning on his heels he began walking off, not really sure on his destination just yet.
xxx-- "blah blah blah" --
Step inside, see the Devil in I Too many times, we've let it come to this Step inside, see the Devil in I You'll realize I'm not your Devil anymore
Where am I? :: Courtyard My Thoughts :: ... Ooc :: Activation Level :: Sealed
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Intelligence: Tsubasa is incredibly intelligent, having has thousands of years to refine his knowledge; alongside the training of his family. 90/100
Athletic Skill: Tsubasa is quite athletic, though no where near as athletic as someone from the 11th division. 60/100
Strength: Not built for power, Tsubasa has just enough strength behind his blows to matter, yet not enough to overpower many. 70/100
Speed: Being the main thing Tsubasa worked on whilst in the Onmitsukidō, he is incredibly fast; faster than most if not all other Shinigami in his squad. 90/100
Agility: Alongside speed, Tsubasa mostly worked on his agility to match his pure speed, giving him rather good agility. 70/100
Stamina: Despite being incredibly fast, Tsubasa has pathetic stamina, usually running out of breathe in the middle of combat. 60/100
Durability: Even though his stamina is horrendous, his ability to take punishment is incredibly high; making him what many would consider a walking tank. 80/100
Endurance: Not his best trait, but not one he is unhappy with; he's capable of lasting quite long in combat, though he does have to take small respites when possible. 60/100
Flexibility: Don't expect much from this, he can evade things well; can't bend well. 40/100
Any Special Skills: Tsubasa is incredibly good at manipulating those around him, capable of making them believe just about anything he says..
Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2015 8:24 pm
"I'm trilingual, I also speak b***h too." "Eu sou trilíngue, falo também cadela também." "Woof. Woof. Woof..."
Intelligence:Tandra isn't too smart, street smart, surely, but she doesn't know as much as she'd like to... 30/100 Athletic Skill: Despite running a lot, she's too lazy to maintain her athleticism 40/100 Strength: Now, she's a strong one, she's been known to slap her ex's stupid girlfriends back in Brazil. And boy did it feel good! 80/100 Speed: She's too much of a lazy bum individual to run so quickly, she can sort of run fast, but not in exceptional levels. 50/10 Agility: She's rather agile since she did take up in kick boxing for the sake of knowing how to beat up her ex's... So her agility is rather swift 60/100 Stamina: This girl has the worst stamina in the world... From years of lazing about, don't expect Tandra to do much without being tired... 20/100 Durability: From years of getting her hair pulled and slapped from other girls, Tandra has grown accustomed to a punch or two 70/100 Endurance: Endurance, she does have, she won't pass out much, and will try to go on despite the odds 40/100 Flexibility: Oh, she is very flexible. From years of dancing to night club music and even ballet, Tandra is quite a flexible woman. 90/100
As Tandra wallowed in her misery, the young woman could only feel worse by this miserable point in her life. Before she could feel even worse in her isolation, Tandra felt the familiar presence that she had wanted to avoid: Tsubasa. Tandra doesn't move from her spot, ultimately coming towards the conclusion that he will just leave. Maybe he will pull a Capn' and try to make her look weak when she's already in an unstable state. But, he didn't really do that. It was actually quite the opposite. Tandra was taken back by the fact Tsubasa came to apologize again. As Tsubasa spoke, Tandra couldn't fee but feel like a complete and utter a** for what she had said. She couldn't compare him to her ex's by this point. He actually wanted her forgiveness. Maybe she was being a tad too hostile. Tandra looks up as Tsubasa stated that he said what he had to say. Slowly getting up, Tandra watches as he departs. Frowning, Tandra releases a short sigh before with all of her given might, walking over to Tsubasa. That walking soon turned into jogging, holding onto her torso. As Tandra approached Tsubasa, the woman extends her arms and hugs him from behind, almost falling over. One: She felt bad and he probably deserved a hug for being a gentleman. The next, she was worn out from the battle and she needed someone for literal support. Tandra winces a little before looking up at the back of Tsubasa's head. Why did he have to be polite? He could have just left her here. "Well... I think your words said enough..." She mumbles as she hugs him a little tighter and buries her face in his back before groaning a little in pain. "... I am sorry for what I said... Okay?" She asks quietly, maintaining the hug a little longer. He did after all come clean as the mature one. "I just have to stop being so hardheaded, alright...? All I want is your forgiveness... Because I forgive you..."
Check out my drum Check out my drum, my drum is dumb My drum is numb, I think you all want some Hot like a fresh-baked bun It's hot like the sun, hot like a smokin' gun...!
Undo these chains, my friend I'll show you the rage I've hidden Perish the Sacrament Swallow, but nothing's forgiven You and I can't decide which of us was taken for granted Make amends, some of us are destined to be outlived
xxxHis eyes widened slightly, the pupils dilating in response to the action as surprise flooded his thoughts and responses to the situation at hand. It would seem his previous assessment of the situation was incorrect, instead of Tandra hating him for the rest of their existence as Shinigami she instead forgave him, running to catch him before bringing her arms around him from behind, wrapping him in a soft hug. His eyebrows raised slightly, nearly dissapearing into his hairline in his surprise at her actions; not that he was going to complain about a beautiful woman hugging him from behind, especially with her...assets pressing into his back now. Though he stomped on that thought line then and there, reminding himself that despite her forgiving him he had a lot of work to do to ever hope to have any sort of romantic relationship with her or any other female in Seireitei. Especially considering how bad his reputation with the place was; having spent more than half of his life in a prison meant for the worst types of scum on the planet. Ones that would go to hell should they be found in the mortal world anymore. It gave him quite the shitty reputation around the block, which made finding someone to get into a relationship with incredibly hard. Shaking his head the male turned his body, spinning smoothly on his heel before gently wrapping his left arm around her waist; pulling her into a gentle half-hug whilst also helping her remain standing without the need of her Zanpakuto as a cane. When she spoke and told him she forgave him he couldn't help smile sadly for a moment before reaching up to awkwardly scratch the back of his head with his free hand. "You don't need my forgiveness Tandra, I wasn't upset with you in anyway, merely...sad that I lost a potentially very close friend. However, for whatever it may matter I forgive you as well. Though I do need to suggest we get you either down to the hot springs or to the 4th squad to get your ribs looked at. " With that said he looked down at her, waiting for her response to his suggestion quietly.
xxx-- "blah blah blah" --
xxx-- "blah blah blah" --
Step inside, see the Devil in I Too many times, we've let it come to this Step inside, see the Devil in I You'll realize I'm not your Devil anymore
Where am I? :: Courtyard My Thoughts :: ... Ooc :: ... Activation Level :: Sealed
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Intelligence: Tsubasa is incredibly intelligent, having has thousands of years to refine his knowledge; alongside the training of his family. 90/100
Athletic Skill: Tsubasa is quite athletic, though no where near as athletic as someone from the 11th division. 60/100
Strength: Not built for power, Tsubasa has just enough strength behind his blows to matter, yet not enough to overpower many. 70/100
Speed: Being the main thing Tsubasa worked on whilst in the Onmitsukidō, he is incredibly fast; faster than most if not all other Shinigami in his squad. 90/100
Agility: Alongside speed, Tsubasa mostly worked on his agility to match his pure speed, giving him rather good agility. 70/100
Stamina: Despite being incredibly fast, Tsubasa has pathetic stamina, usually running out of breathe in the middle of combat. 60/100
Durability: Even though his stamina is horrendous, his ability to take punishment is incredibly high; making him what many would consider a walking tank. 80/100
Endurance: Not his best trait, but not one he is unhappy with; he's capable of lasting quite long in combat, though he does have to take small respites when possible. 60/100
Flexibility: Don't expect much from this, he can evade things well; can't bend well. 40/100
Any Special Skills: Tsubasa is incredibly good at manipulating those around him, capable of making them believe just about anything he says..
Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 3:18 pm
"I'm trilingual, I also speak b***h too." "Eu sou trilíngue, falo também cadela também." "Woof. Woof. Woof..."
Intelligence:Tandra isn't too smart, street smart, surely, but she doesn't know as much as she'd like to... 30/100 Athletic Skill: Despite running a lot, she's too lazy to maintain her athleticism 40/100 Strength: Now, she's a strong one, she's been known to slap her ex's stupid girlfriends back in Brazil. And boy did it feel good! 80/100 Speed: She's too much of a lazy bum individual to run so quickly, she can sort of run fast, but not in exceptional levels. 50/10 Agility: She's rather agile since she did take up in kick boxing for the sake of knowing how to beat up her ex's... So her agility is rather swift 60/100 Stamina: This girl has the worst stamina in the world... From years of lazing about, don't expect Tandra to do much without being tired... 20/100 Durability: From years of getting her hair pulled and slapped from other girls, Tandra has grown accustomed to a punch or two 70/100 Endurance: Endurance, she does have, she won't pass out much, and will try to go on despite the odds 40/100 Flexibility: Oh, she is very flexible. From years of dancing to night club music and even ballet, Tandra is quite a flexible woman. 90/100
Tandra was expecting the words, yes, but the hug, she did not expect. Well, she at least never saw him as a close friend, maybe more of a student-teacher relationship. To be considered as a 'close friend,' was almost heart warming. She never really had a friend per-say. Back in Rio, Tandra had a less than satisfactory reputation within the city streets, being known as a rather violent and harsh girl with no emotion towards anyone other than herself. This felt so new, but so wonderful. Upon hearing Tsubasa's suggestion, Tandra tenses up, only causing her to groan quietly in pain. No, she couldn't bother to have anyone else see her this way, it would be humiliating to have to explain what happened to the fourth division. Tandra looks up at Tsubasa with an awkward smile as she tries her hardest not to look like she was in agonizing pain. "The hot springs does seem like a lovely offer!" She says with a preppy tone, trying to bring herself back into her signature mood: Life is a party!
Tandra continues to hug Tsubasa, still a little happy that one: She was forgiven. There was no way she could live with being known as another b***h again. Two: She has a legitimate friend! As cliche as it may sound, no one really wants to be friends with a girl who passes out on a bar table with multiple empty bottles of liquor and a drawing of what looks like to be... Oh never mind, let's just say that Tandra had one hell of a time to explain the vulgar drawing on her cheek, it didn't come out for a few weeks. She even had to get an eye bandage since it was big enough to cover the drawing on her cheek. To date, she still remembers the emotional pain from it. Though, it was quite a good laugh once it disappeared. One of Tandra's many life stories.
Check out my drum Check out my drum, my drum is dumb My drum is numb, I think you all want some Hot like a fresh-baked bun It's hot like the sun, hot like a smokin' gun...!
Undo these chains, my friend I'll show you the rage I've hidden Perish the Sacrament Swallow, but nothing's forgiven You and I can't decide which of us was taken for granted Make amends, some of us are destined to be outlived
xxxLooking calmly down at Tandra, Tsubasa couldn't help but blink slightly at her before reaching up to scratch the back of his head with his free hand, his left one still wrapped gently around her waist. He could tell by the way she smiled up at him that she was in pain, even if she was attempting to hide it from him via the shaky smile that she sent his way. He was very good at reading peoples expressions and emotions just by looking at their face or eyes and deducing what they were thinking/experiencing based on how they changed their expression or through their body language. However he decided to not bring it up, knowing she wouldn't be attempting to hide how she felt if it wasn't for a good reason, and judging by the way she spoke and forced her voice to sound it was to try and make the atmosphere around them less serious and awkward like it was currently. Letting out a soft sigh the male couldn't help the playful smile that danced across his lips for a moment before he reached down with his right arm, wrapping it around behind her knees before lifting her up into a bridal style hold to make it easier to get around with her. "To the hot springs then I suppose. Hold tight love." With that said he braced his legs slightly before beginning to step forward, only to dissapear in a boom of speed; blurring through the air as he headed back to the Underground training area again.
xxx-- "blah blah blah" --
xxx-- "blah blah blah" --
Step inside, see the Devil in I Too many times, we've let it come to this Step inside, see the Devil in I You'll realize I'm not your Devil anymore
Where am I? :: Courtyard - Heading to the underground training facility. My Thoughts :: ... Ooc :: Activation Level :: Sealed
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Intelligence: Tsubasa is incredibly intelligent, having has thousands of years to refine his knowledge; alongside the training of his family. 90/100
Athletic Skill: Tsubasa is quite athletic, though no where near as athletic as someone from the 11th division. 60/100
Strength: Not built for power, Tsubasa has just enough strength behind his blows to matter, yet not enough to overpower many. 70/100
Speed: Being the main thing Tsubasa worked on whilst in the Onmitsukidō, he is incredibly fast; faster than most if not all other Shinigami in his squad. 90/100
Agility: Alongside speed, Tsubasa mostly worked on his agility to match his pure speed, giving him rather good agility. 70/100
Stamina: Despite being incredibly fast, Tsubasa has pathetic stamina, usually running out of breathe in the middle of combat. 60/100
Durability: Even though his stamina is horrendous, his ability to take punishment is incredibly high; making him what many would consider a walking tank. 80/100
Endurance: Not his best trait, but not one he is unhappy with; he's capable of lasting quite long in combat, though he does have to take small respites when possible. 60/100
Flexibility: Don't expect much from this, he can evade things well; can't bend well. 40/100
Any Special Skills: Tsubasa is incredibly good at manipulating those around him, capable of making them believe just about anything he says..
Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 8:07 pm
"I'm trilingual, I also speak b***h too." "Eu sou trilíngue, falo também cadela também." "Woof. Woof. Woof..."
Intelligence:Tandra isn't too smart, street smart, surely, but she doesn't know as much as she'd like to... 30/100 Athletic Skill: Despite running a lot, she's too lazy to maintain her athleticism 40/100 Strength: Now, she's a strong one, she's been known to slap her ex's stupid girlfriends back in Brazil. And boy did it feel good! 80/100 Speed: She's too much of a lazy bum individual to run so quickly, she can sort of run fast, but not in exceptional levels. 50/10 Agility: She's rather agile since she did take up in kick boxing for the sake of knowing how to beat up her ex's... So her agility is rather swift 60/100 Stamina: This girl has the worst stamina in the world... From years of lazing about, don't expect Tandra to do much without being tired... 20/100 Durability: From years of getting her hair pulled and slapped from other girls, Tandra has grown accustomed to a punch or two 70/100 Endurance: Endurance, she does have, she won't pass out much, and will try to go on despite the odds 40/100 Flexibility: Oh, she is very flexible. From years of dancing to night club music and even ballet, Tandra is quite a flexible woman. 90/100
Tandra was honestly expecting Tsubasa to do that, sweep her off of her feet, literally. It seemed to be some sort of habit for him. Hopefully it didn't grow much. Holding back the pain, Tandra grunts quietly as he picks her up. She never found herself to be too light, especially after a well-deserved meal. Oh, the yummy misto was calling her name in another life. She was tempted to make a misto when she had the time. But for now, she truly desired a trip to the hot springs in complete and utter solitude. She would enjoy the refreshing feeling of having the steam hit her skin as she completely relaxes. And hey, she's been through worse with her ex's girlfriends, maybe not, but she could live with a broken rib for a while, right? And for all she knows, she could just probably have a tiny crack. She wasn't coughing up blood, so it could just be a crack. Nothing a little pain killers and a home-done bandage couldn't fix. Hopefully...
Check out my drum Check out my drum, my drum is dumb My drum is numb, I think you all want some Hot like a fresh-baked bun It's hot like the sun, hot like a smokin' gun...!
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