New Republic City || U&P - Bending School IC
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				Title: <strong>New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>la dame en noir</strong> on <strong>14-06-2016, 00:46:02</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i67.tinypic.com/30ux0rb.jpg)</div><br><div style="text-align: justify;">The <em>Enzo-Chamu Dojo for the Bending Arts</em> is one of many such academies and schools for the Bending citizens of Republic City. Like most schools for such purposes, it is privately run and operated by local citizens and has a short history, being one of the newer schools to open up in recent years. It was founded by businessman Enzo Tamel, a savvy Republic City socialite, and retired Earth-Bender master and Republic City police captain Chamu Ba. <br><br>With their superb business sense, they were able to acquire derelict property near to the Pro-Bending Stadium, hoping to profit off the many hopefuls looking to make their mark in that popular sport. The purpose of the school however is to teach the everyday citizens in control and usage of their Bending capabilities for any daily activities as well as self-defence and civic duty. With connections to the civic service, Chamu Ba’s intent was to assist in the training of metal-benders for the police as well as water-benders for the fire departments. However, this mandate has long since expanded to wider areas due to Chamu Ba’s retirement from social life and the acquiring of new teachers, consisting of Instructor Rikkar for Water Bending Techniques and Instructor Ima Ri for Earth and Metal Bending studies.<br><br>The Dojo primarily earns its revenues via annual tuition rates, providing one, two, and four year courses. Given its initial mandate and its proximity to the Stadium, it has no issue drawing a satisfactory pool of students each year to keep the school afloat financially. However, given a recent spate of trouble and turmoil, the Dojo suffers a lack of knowledge as the position for Fire Bender Instructor is currently vacant, causing the Dojo to be unable to tap into a third of the possible candidates it might collect.&nbsp; <br><br>However, its recent successes has drawn the envious eye of not only rival schools in the area, primarily the <em>Pre Giddha Academy</em> or the <em>Yikom-Thi Dojo</em>, but also of nearby rival gangs, who all seek to either run their rivals into the ground and move, or to earn themselves a piece of the profits.<br><br><strong>Description courtesy of:</strong> BennyQ</div><hr><div align="center"><strong>Important Links</strong><br><br>Interest Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=249962.0)<br>World Building Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=249839.0)<br>Character Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250222.0)<br>Republic City IC (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250708.0)<br></div><hr><br><div align="center"><strong>Instructors</strong><br><br>Rikkar - Specialty in Water-bending<br>Ima Ri - Specialty in Earth-bending</div><br><hr><hr><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=300]INSERT IMAGE LINK HERE[/img][/floatleft][justify][b]Name:[/b] <br>[b]Tagging:[/b] <br>[b]Content:[/b] [/justify]<br><br>[hr]</code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>14-06-2016, 01:36:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/eb/13/a0/eb13a094331c93cd0434d0a85506cefe.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Rikkar<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open.<br><strong>Content:</strong> </div><br><hr> <br><br>Rikkar strode with a reserved expression behind the line of students, arms tucked and folded behind his back. <br><br>There were two rows of students, facing each other inside the drab atmosphere of the Dojo. It had once been a retail warehouse, packed with floors of clothing and other textiles. Now it was long abandoned, until recently being purchased for construction of a Bending school. The first and second floor had been torn up, allowing one giant space where the two masters created a rudimentary Pro-Bending stage, complete with a raised platform and a moat of water around. The third floor was the gym, littered with nets, bending discs, and vats of water for more advanced and intensive purposes. The fourth floor was for basic lectures on bending, where the basics were taught to larger groups and beginners. The fifth and top floor were for the teachers only, where they had their office and rest areas. <br><br>Normally Rikkar would have preferred to train their recruits outside, where they could get used to the more open aired environment of Republic City rather than the cramped compartments within the building, where their Bending would be limited. There had been several incidents, with water and earth benders both, where in their haste and excitement they had boosted their elevation so high via their bending that they slammed their heads on the ceiling, dropping like flies. It was not uncommon for a wall to be blasted apart by a wayward stone disc or the electrical lightning to be short-circuited by an excited water-bender. The books were already tight as it is without adding these little accidents to it. <br><br>But they had no choice, given the recent spate of harassment on their students. Local gangs and rival dojos both seemed to want a say in the running of things. And with only two teachers at the school, it was impossible for either Rikkar or Ima to respond to them all. But they sure as hell tried. <br><br>And the students themselves…were no warriors. Not yet. Rikkar had before him a mix of Pro-Bender hopefuls, firefighter trainees, and the odd student looking to employ bending as his hobby. <strong>“Alright you squirrel-toads, this exercise is straightforward and routine.”</strong> Rikkar explained to his students, speaking with a firm, authoritative tone. <strong>“The push and pull is essential to the basics of waterbending. The old masters say it resembles the motions of the moon in how it pulls and pushes the tides. You must be the same. Solid and fluid, like the moon, with no edges or bumps. All of you can control water but you do not <em>feel</em> its motions. In order to truly be adept, you must be like the moon. Push…and pull. Now begin.”</strong> Rikkar explained, his hands moving swiftly in a short elegant dance, drawing water from a nearby basin and with gentle motions, directed it into a spiral around the rows of students. <br><br>One side began to mimic his poses, drawing a short tendril of water from the greater than he manipulated around them. Turning to their partner, they began to wave it back and forth between each other, until all of the water that Rikkar had summoned was gone. He straightened his posture and exhaled deeply before observing them…and frowning. One pair barely lasted a full moment before one partner blasted the tendril in the other’s face. Another got distracted and caused his rope of water to splash heavily on the ground between him and his. An older pair of water-benders seemed to work fluidly, but they were not <em>feeling</em> it, as was evident by how exhausted they quickly became. Brute force didn’t work with water as it did with earth. It should be like a dance, graceful and conjoined in mind and spirit. <br><br>One by one, the duos failed in maintaining the flow of water back and forth between them, until each tether of water splashed on the ground, leaving tired or shamed waterbenders standing. Rikkar slapped his face and internally groaned. <em>This lot will never do</em>. They had been at it for a full hour and not one had gone more than a full quarter-hour. <br><br><strong>“Go and get cleaned up. You’ve done all you could for today.”</strong> Rikkar said with a wave of his hand, contempt laced in his voice. He was not an easy teacher either. To further test the students, he caused all the splashed water on the ground to avert into ice with just a spread of his arms, his wrists twirling as he locked the water molecules and forced them to expel all heat. Half slipped and fell at the unexpected gesture, gasps of shock and hurt resonated in the room. A few managed to have learned from previous occasions, knowing Rikkar always threw out a last minute test before breaks or the end of the lesson. Perhaps there was still some hope for these students. <strong>“I ought to send you all to dance school first! How do you expect to be a Water-Bender without balance of foot?”</strong> He bewailed at them, causing them to stagger and slip their way out. Rikkar sighed and rolled his eyes again. He wondered if Ima had been luck with her students. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>15-06-2016, 09:59:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cRdX0t8.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Mallory Rose Kyoshi ((Currently "Rose"))<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rikkar<br><br><strong>Content:</strong> Returning something to Rikkar<br><br><hr> <br><br><strong>"So this is the bending school..." </strong>A young woman's soft voice said in an awed tone, as her hand held a small piece of paper that had the address of the school scribbled down hastily. Rose had never been to this school before, despite living in Republic City for now...about almost half a year now, she thought to herself. She blinked slightly when she noticed she was losing her train of focus, her other arm carrying a book in her hand, as her entrancing colored eyes glanced towards the object; one eye a dark cerulean blue, the other a dark emerald.<br><br><strong>"I have to remember why I'm here; no need to get sidetracked."</strong> Reassuring herself of what she was there for, Rose made her way through the large doors to the school, her eye glancing around the large area of the gym like structure, noticing the various equipment that was used to teach people of all ages.<br><br>Rocks, pools of water, terrain for practicing martial arts and other techniques. It was everything one needed to learn how to properly bend their element.<br><br>Continuing to look around, she noticed a large group of students walking back to what appeared to be the locker room, as a tall man stood in the center of the room, somewhat frustrated by something. From what Rose could tell, from the clothes, to his hair; she knew who it was in an instant.<br><br><strong>"Rikkar, there you are!" </strong>As her soft voice exclaimed towards the male, Rose gave a small wave of her hand, walking in fast strides to make it over to the tall Water Tribe male, book in her arm as she gave a small smile. She guessed that he must have finished his class for now, noticing the group had been near him before they had all left. Seeing the looks on their faces, they all weren't too happy with how the class went. Rose remembered Rikkar telling her that he was a strict teacher, and by the looks that the students had on their faces, he hadn't been joking.<br><br><strong>"I'm guessing I made it too late to watch your class."</strong> Rose commented, giving a soft smile towards the male as she glanced towards the somewhat defeated group of benders. Despite missing it, she wasn't actually supposed to be there. This visit was all of a sudden, after she had found that from Rikkar's last visit to the clinic she volunteered at, he had left a book behind after his session with her. <strong>"Oh, I almost forgot..."</strong> Taking the book in both of her hands, she inched it towards the male to take, her entrancing eyes looking back into his own.<strong> "I found it back at the clinic yesterday; I remembered that you talked to me about it while you were there, so I came to give it back."</strong> She moved slightly on the balls of her feet, her mid-length bob moving slightly as she tilted her head slightly, a friendly look towards the somewhat agitated teacher. Her &nbsp;colorful healer's kimono, sewn from scratch, &nbsp;(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/88/7d/60/887d60304a35eafa621584949c4a6e13.jpg) swayed with her movement as well, as her heterochromatic eyes watched him silently.<br><br>While people usually wore colors that represented their nation, or where they came from, Rose opted for a flourish of colors, something to set her apart from others; she never really liked the idea of having to represent yourself by a given color. Being free to choose what you wanted was what she loved about Republic City, from where you're from, to what clothes you could wear without being judged.<br><br>She gave a somewhat apologetic look however, book still held out for Rikkar to take. <strong>"I'm sorry if I came here so suddenly; I probably should have called first, at the very least."</strong></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>la dame en noir</strong> on <strong>15-06-2016, 20:07:35</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/104jh5c.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Ima Ri<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rikkar<br><strong>Content:</strong> Mild Language</div><br><hr><br><strong>"Strength, that's what you're going to need if you want to knock out opponent."</strong><br><br>The brown haired woman stomped with force onto the gravel ground, using both arms in an uppercut motion to bring a small boulder from the earth in front of her. With fortitude that seemed almost effortless, she punched forward, causing it smash and crumble against a very sturdy dummy. The class watched in awe, some even looked eager to re-try the exercise. <br><br><strong>"And confidence, you'll all need to let go of your self doubts and get it down. No one can hold your hand through this. Whether you want to be a pro-bender or wherever life takes you, it can only be you that gets you there."</strong><br><br>Ima Ri was the type of teacher that wanted to instill goals and positive traits into her students. She wasn't there to hold their hands through everything and certainly wasn't the type to have people feel self loathing or pity. Some found her a hard-ass, never giving them a break and others found her inspiring. If students were ready, willing, and able - she could have them accomplish anything.<br><br><strong>"Alright, good! That's it for today. Remember, train yourself harder than you have been before. We have tournaments coming up in a few months and only the strongest in this class will compete. If any of you goof off or show your ass, I will make you the laughing stock of the entire school. Dismissed!"</strong><br><br>The students were quick to leave, though a few stayed behind to practice. Ima Ri was in need of food, drink, and a good talk with a friend. Rikkar, had also finished his lessons - which meant it was time to get away before straglers tried to get one on one attention from the pair.<br><br>His teaching quarters weren't far from hers, which made the walk quick and easy.<br><br><strong>"How was your class today? I know you've been having trouble keeping a few of the students in line. We could always have our worse spar against each other to teach them a lesson - maybe make them feel foolish for acting up in class."</strong><br><br>Ima called from the classroom door. Her body leaning casually against the door pane. She perked, noticing someone else had come inside. Not really feeling the need to interact with more than one person at a time, she waved her hand to gesture her leave.<br><br><strong>"My bad, didn't notice someone else was in here. Rikkar, come find me if you want to catch up and have a drink. I'm going to the gym."</strong><br><br>With that, she left the room.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>16-06-2016, 22:00:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/eb/13/a0/eb13a094331c93cd0434d0a85506cefe.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Rikkar<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rose Kyoshi, Ima Ri.<br><strong>Content:</strong> Cleaning, talking to Rose, planning to meet later with Ima. </div> <br><br>Rikkar paced along the now emptied floor of the school, eyes closed and his gaze to the floor as he pondered the day’s tedious lessons and his own students. Perhaps he had been a bit hasty in judging them as useless. Not all of them were incompetent. They simply didn’t have his grasp of water-bending, nor did they seek to garner his level of mastery. They needed to know for simple, everyday purposes, not for combat outside of Pro-Bending. His thought process was interrupted when his fur-lined boots stepped lightly into a deep puddle of water on the floor, causing Rikkar to pause. Guess it was left to him to clean up. With a sweep of his arms, he began to bend all the water lingering in puddles and small trickles on the wall and floor, directing it back into the vats along the walls of the floor. <br><br>He had just finished doing so when a voice beckoned his name from behind. It was a voice he knew, musical and pure. A small smile fluttered over his lips, perhaps his first of that day, when he turned to greet the person who it was. <strong>“Well if it isn’t flower girl herself. How are you, Rose?”</strong> Rikkar said with a smile of bemusement, crossing his arms as the other woman came over. <strong>“I sent them home early but yes, you’re late. You’re lucky you aren’t one of my students or I’d use you for ice projectile practice.”</strong> He replied, turning rather serious. Talking about his class of students was always a serious issue with Rikkar. A matter of pride even. Especially when it came to his colleague. He and Ima seemed to be competing on who could produce more talented Benders in their respective fields. <br><br>Rikkar’s eyes shot down to the book when Rose produced it, missing a very tantalizing sight that would have been her radiant eyes. It was difficult <em>not</em> to look at them. Rose had beautiful eyes, a different colour in each orb, which was a great indicator on her mixed heritage. And even then it was impossible to tell. Rikkar had both a parent from the Northern Water Tribe and from the Fire Nation, yet he orientated towards his father’s people because he was a Water-Bender. Rose on the other hand you could not tell, for she seemed to wear a variety of colours like a rainbow after a spring due. Everything about her just radiated light and cheerfulness. It was hard to remain agitated around her. Perhaps it was why Rikkar liked her so much. <br><br><strong>“I remember.”</strong> He simply replied, reaching to take the book, his hand only mere inches from her own. He had not forgotten it, having left it for her to find. It described various healing techniques, especially in employing one’s chi in the healing process. <strong>“I’m sure you learned much from it. No, you don’t need to apologize. You’re always welcome here.”</strong> He said, finally glancing up to her face and offering a fuller, wider smile. <strong>“And if you called, you would have wasted your time. No one here has the time to pick up calls.”</strong> Rikkar answered with a snicker, turning the book over and running his hands over it. He bet it even smelled like her. <br><br>It was then that Ima chose to drop in, causing Rikkar to stand rigidly. The Earth-Bending teacher was an imposing figure, hard like the rocks she smashed and just as solid in her verbal banter. Even show the slightest of insecurity and she’ll crush you for it. <em>Great, she seen me with a girl. Now I’ll never hear the end of it</em> Rikkar thought with a mental sigh. A flush was creeping into his neck as Ima offered a suggestion for their more foolish students, one that he normally would have agreed to gleefully if he wasn’t in such a state of emotional turmoil. <strong>“I’ll find you for that drink, Ima. And we’ll certainly discuss your plan sometime, though I hope your two or three students can stand up to the entire Water-Bending roster.”</strong> He snickered, giving his colleague a wave. Once she departed, he turned back to Rose. <br><br><strong>“Well you heard her.”</strong> He said to Rose with a smile, holding the book idly at his side. <strong>“If you want to practice what you’ve learned, come by tomorrow again. There’ll be plenty of hurt and bruised students who’ll need their mommies, or the next best thing a pretty little nurse, to patch them up once we’ve thrown them into an arena. Would you be willing to attend? I can’t pay you much unfortunately, given our current state of financial troubles…”</strong> Rikkar said, his voice faltering and trialing off. Talking about the local gangs putting the squeeze on students and chasing off other prospective individuals from joining had put a dent in the school’s finances. He and Ima still needed to figure out a solution for it and he certainly didn’t want the docile and delicate Rose to get involved.<br><br>He had no idea what she was capable of. All he had seen was a caring, tender healer so far.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>16-06-2016, 22:47:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cRdX0t8.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Mallory Rose Kyoshi ((Currently "Rose"))<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rikkar<br><br><strong>Content:</strong> Returning something to Rikkar<br><br><hr> <br><br><strong>"I've been well; and you?"</strong> Rose asked, her smile still on her lips as she saw Rikkar greet her; she wondered sometimes why Rikkar would have the brightest smiles around her, even on the most gloomy of days. Giving a small laugh at his joking towards her being late, she let him take the book from her hands, his larger ones brushing against her own for a few moments. She could tell he trained hard, noticing how worn and rough his hands were. It was something she always noticed when he came to meet her at the clinic for an appointment.<br><br><strong>"I...may have browsed through it a bit; there was some interesting information in it that helped the past few days."</strong> She gave another soft smile, her look somewhat teasing.<strong> "If I didn't know any better, I would have assumed you left that book on purpose just so I would come over."</strong> All in the sake of teasing, she noticed a woman come nearby, giving Rikkar a few words before she left. She looked tough, strong; just like Mallory was, and what "Rose" wasn't. Paying no mind to the woman once she had left, she turned back to the male water ended in front of her.<br><br><strong>"If you need me I could come by tomorrow."</strong> Rose said back, giving a nod towards Rikkars words. <strong>"I'd be happy to patch up your students, and you too if they happen to beat you." </strong>She gave a small chuckle, before she looked at the time.<strong> "Oh, if you had some time today, would you possibly like to get dinner later together? I actually have nothing else to do today, other then returning your book I mean."</strong> She had nothing else to do for the day, and to be honest, she enjoyed Rikkars company. The man was nice to talk to, and he wasn't pushy like some people had been with her, or like others that tried to flirt with her simply because of her looks. He was a kind man, one that she could trust and talk to in confidence; something she needed when being so far from home.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>17-06-2016, 09:19:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/eb/13/a0/eb13a094331c93cd0434d0a85506cefe.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Rikkar<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rose Kyoshi.<br><strong>Content:</strong> Talking and making plans. </div><br>Rikkar snorted at the prospect of being beaten by his own students, rolling his eyes in disbelief. Though, he was not worried about it coming to pass. In fact, he would be delighted if they happened to beat him. It would at least appease to his teaching pride that he managed to raise up one decent water-bender from his roster, even if the title had to be shared between twelve students. Perhaps his standards were simply too high. <em>The more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat</em> was his motto and he endeavored to instill it in his apprentices. Still, a few actual bleeders during the sessions was not uncommon and it would be a boon to have Rose there to treat them. Certainly Rikkar and Ima didn’t have the patience for showing pity to their students. <br><br>The mention of dinner reminded Rikkar of his own physical condition. His body was strong, which taxed a greater demand on his own needs. He needed nourishment to sustain and having worked all morning and throughout the noon right until early evening had left him in sore need of sustenance. Rose’s offer was in fact quite pleasant in prospect. <strong>“I would be delighted to. There are a few matters to attend to here at the school, but I should be free in another hour.”</strong> Rikkar replied, giving a nod of his head to consent to her offer. That would give him time to freshen up as well. He couldn’t go as he was, weathered from a day of bending with grime and sweat. Besides, a girl like Rose deserved a proper gentleman. And what he needed to attend to here at the school was not physically rigorous in any way. But he didn’t want to bother a kind, sheltered girl like Rose about it. <em>Right?</em><br><br>Not to mention a bunch of other menial tasks. Finding his turtle-duck, Zamah. Sending a wire to his worrying parents he’ll be spending the night probably at the school. And most discerning of all…ensuring his sister was staying out of trouble. He was still hopeful and optimistic it would all turn out well, not desiring to miss a dinner night with a friend. Rose was a different woman. With her, there was no talk of bending or competition. It was just a soothing talk about…nothing. Or the little things, which Rikkar could not argue with, as they made up the majority of life in the end. It would be a peaceful evening, something his spirit needed in balance to his martial drives. <strong>“Whichever venue you prefer, I’ll meet you there. I could really use a cup of tea and some Flamey-Os noodles.” </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>17-06-2016, 19:41:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cRdX0t8.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Mallory Rose Kyoshi ((Currently "Rose"))<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rikkar<br><br><strong>Content:</strong> Returning something to Rikkar<br><br><hr> <br><br><strong>"Of course, take as much time as you need. I probably should have realized you would be busy for some time today."</strong> Rose answered back with a smile, remembering that Rikkar was in fact, a busy man. He couldn't just go all willy nilly with her to talk and socialize; he was a teacher, and had other important things to do. Besides, it wasn't like she was the only person he knew.<br><br>Besides, there was some things she had to do back at the clinic, she just remembered; counting stock and making a check list of patients that would be arriving in the next few days; she could always do that to waste some time until Rikkar arrived. Either that, or she could change and go as "Mallory", looking for criminal to hunt down and take to justice.<br><br>It's not like Rikkar knew about her little secret, or anyone else for that matter. She kept it to herself, and kept it that way; Rose was her normal civilian life, while Mallory was there to let her do what she had been trained to, under a guise so know one would be able to track her down if things got too dangerous. It wouldn't exactly be the best idea is she told everyone that she had put away criminals, and for said criminals over-hear, now would it?<br><br><strong>"I'll be back at the clinic then, when you're ready. We can go to the noodle shop that's down the street from the clinic." </strong>She had frequented there a few times, knowing the food was good; they had a mixture of foods from each nation, and they would definately have Flame-o noodles that Rikkar wanted so much. Giving another smile, she turned to make her way out of the school, but not before giving Rikkar a small wave goodbye. <br><br>This would be fun; no other things to do, no criminals to catch; it would be a relaxing evening.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>20-06-2016, 08:09:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/eb/13/a0/eb13a094331c93cd0434d0a85506cefe.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Rikkar<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rose Kyoshi, Ima Ri. <br><strong>Content:</strong> Finalizing plans with Rose, meeting with Ima. </div><br>Rikkar waved off Rose’s apologetic statement. He was indeed busy, but never for her. He usually made it seem as if he was conveniently free whenever she came around. He knew she thought of him as doing important work, being a teacher and healer, trying to better the world. It was hard work, but even Rikkar needed a break. Even some healing. And where better to rest his soul and spirit after a rigorous day of training and sparring than with the beautiful Rose, so aptly named? If Kati, his sister, had been here, she might have embarrassingly pointed out (on purpose) that perhaps Rikkar had a crush on Rose, breaking his usually austere and stern habits in her presence. Perhaps she would actually be right. <br><br><strong>“I know it well.”</strong> Rikkar said, nodding with a half-smile, the most he would reveal in terms of emotion. <strong>“Come let me walk you out.”</strong> He offered, lifting his arm to place on her upper back in a polite gesture if she consented. <strong>“And stick to the streetlights if you must walk. It’s been getting dangerous lately, with all the gangs about. Some of our students have even been molested and I’d hate if the same happened to you. You understand?”</strong> He said to her, thinking she was indeed just a harmless healer, not prone to being combative or confrontational. Someone like Rose didn’t deserve to be mugged or beaten, just because she walked down a certain street. <strong>“Or if you need bus or trolley fare, I have some change.”</strong> He even offered. He didn’t mean to sound patronizing or condescending. He just truly had no idea what the woman beside him could do. <br><br>He arrived with Rose to the front of the school, where he stood in the doorway to watch her go. <strong>“Thanks for returning the book. Water-Bending moves I would teach to a select few and for a price, but healing everyone should know. And thanks for your visit as well.”</strong> Rikkar said, turning around. Not to leave, but so he could hide his face from Rose when he blurted out his next remark. <strong>“You looked beautiful today. See you at the shop.”</strong> He bid with a wave of his hand and disappeared back inside the school.<br><br><hr><br>Rikkar stomped his way up the various floors to the offices on the top floor, where he knew he would find Ima Ri. Thankfully, she had not yet departed from the school. They had a gym there, but Rikkar assumed Ima would prefer to go somewhere where there was people. An empty school could be quite…unsettling at times. Especially given the rambunctious gangs about. It was a reason why Rikkar had set up a small bed in the top floors. If there were break ins and vandalism, he might be able to respond soon. So far, nothing had happened. After searching for a few moments, he found her in a room. <br><br><strong>“Sorry about that.”</strong> He remarked, leaning against the doorway in the same fashion she had. <strong>“And not one word about her. Now what’s up?"</strong> He added sternly, referring to Rose. <strong>"You already know the answer I think about how class went today. But it’s not their incompetence that got me riled up. It’s…well, Holuon and Voti both quit today. Without any warning. Just canceled their subscriptions with tight lips and one-word answers. Voti was like my best student! Or at least she didn’t piss me off by slacking out on her arm and leg posture. Ima,”</strong> Rikkar said, standing up and facing her. <strong>“Someone is scaring off my students. That’s the fifth and sixth one this year.”</strong> <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>20-06-2016, 09:33:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cRdX0t8.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Mallory Rose Kyoshi ((Currently "Rose"))<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rikkar<br><br><strong>Content:</strong> Returning something to Rikkar<br><br><hr> <br><br>Rose gave a small smile at the kind gesture Rikkar gave her, walking out with her to see her leave; it wasn't like most to do such a thing, with what Republic City being filled with so many people, almost none thought anything could happen in a few moments. However, from what she had seen on her patrols, as well as what Rikkar had just spoke of, it seemed to be the contrary.<br><br><strong>"I'll stay to the lights, I promise."</strong> Her eyes softened lightly when she heard of what had happened to some of his students, her eyes holding a troubled gaze. <strong>"Thank you Rikkar...for being so caring."</strong> He always made sure she was safe whenever she visited, but that was just his way of thinking, looking out for her and such, wasn't it? He must have been that way with his students as well, surely, he was their teacher after all. <br><br>He seemed like someone that would care for the well being of others, simply because he was that way.<br><br>She gave a small chuckle when he even heard him offer her money for a ride home on the local trolley, shaking her head slightly. <br><br><strong>"I'll be fine. The clinic isn't that far from here; I'll even stick to the merchant's district if that eases you."</strong> He was always so concerned for her; it must have been due to her calm and caring nature that he was so used to seeing; if only he knew what she was like when she was on her patrols. The only people that knew of her double life were the kind owners of the clinic that she worked for every day, but no one else knew. No one knew the things she could do, or the people that she's put away. It was always so dangerous for her to stay in her Kyoshi Warrior uniform, to constantly be spotted and escape from criminals that vowed she would die by their hands.<br><br>That's why 'Rose' was even created; an outlet, a way for her to live a normal life; well, semi-normal.<br><br>When the two finally made it to the front of the school, she could see the sun just beginning to set; a beautiful sight to behold, how lucky she was.<strong> "It was no trouble to return the book, really." </strong>She gave a small smile once more, from his words on the book, and even of her visit. Her head tilted slightly as she watched him turn away so suddenly, before she heard his words, almost hushed so no one else would hear but her, before he hastily made his way back into the school. Another smile came to her lips, her eyes watching him walk away.<br><br><strong>"See you tonight."</strong> Finally watching him leave, Rose turned back towards the streets of Republic City, beginning her trek into the merchants district back on her way to the clinic. She could always heal some of her patients if they were there.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>la dame en noir</strong> on <strong>23-06-2016, 07:14:05</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/104jh5c.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Ima Ri<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rikkar<br><strong>Content:</strong> Mild Language</div><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>"I mean, I was--uh...Going to say anything but.."</strong><br><br>Ima responded as she slowly let down a large boulder she was lifting. There was a struggle in her voice as she did so, but a friendly smile when she turned to greet her long-time friend. A few hairs had let lose whilst she was training and she had taken off her heavier shirt and stood with cargo pants and a white tank top. The clothes showed off her shapely, but muscular form - a trait most Earth-benders shared. <br><br><strong>"Scaring off your students?"</strong><br><br>There was a look of concern for her friend. Losing students was the last the school needed. It was enough already that the situation was too much for a lower-income student, but to have them quit without as much as a why was very disturbing. She placed her hands on her hips, cocking her head to side, rolling her shoulder from the minor pain of pushing herself too hard.<br><br>That was typical of her.<br><br><strong>"Can't say that's happened to me, but maybe we need to find out why. Lets go grab some food and drink, we can talk about - I'd rather see if there is anything I can do before we get the police involved. With Trifecta and other gangs causing issues lately, I wouldn't be surprised if it was because of them."</strong><br><br>Ima walked over, finding her green over tank to seem more modest in public. She slipped it on, walking next to Rikkar and giving him a hearty pat on his right shoulder. <br><br><strong>"Come on, maybe you can invite Rose to come with us."</strong></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>24-06-2016, 03:54:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/eb/13/a0/eb13a094331c93cd0434d0a85506cefe.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Rikkar<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ima Ri. <br><strong>Content:</strong> </div><br>Rikkar could have rolled his eyes when Ima declared her students were not being scared off in the fashion his were. Perhaps it was a jibe at how tough and austere of a teacher he was. He was hard, true, but he was fair as well. He felt though that this wasn’t the case. If people were scared or had a complaint, they often voiced it. Aloud. Rikkar was more used to students snapping and losing their patience than quitting quietly and avoiding a discussion. He waited for Ima to dress herself further before heading to the door, where he had a long coat of his own in the typical dark blue of Water Tribe design. He tugged it around his shoulders as they stepped out into New Republic City.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>“Maybe.”</strong> Rikkar answered in response to Ima’s invitation for Rose. <strong>“Though I’d rather not bore her with the issue. The competitions between dojos and schools and the doings of the gangs doesn’t seem like they’d interest her. I’d rather not spoil her dinner by discussing such issues with the lady.”</strong> Rikkar replied, giving Ima a look as he emphasized the last word, a small half-grin coming over his lips. He was jesting about his colleague, for while Rose did appear very ladylike Ima was anything but it. Muscular, blunt, and definitely not demure, she was the exact opposite of what it meant to be a lady these days. <br><br><strong>“And I thought I said not to mention a word about her.”</strong> Rikkar quickly added, looking indignant at the mention and forgetting his earlier statement. How easily he had opened up about Rose! As if…no, he doubted it. They were just good friends after all. Right? <em>Right?</em> <strong>“I agree about the police thought. If gangsters are involved Ima, we might have no choice here than to handle it ourselves. The cops are useless in a case like this. They’ll make a report but probably not follow up. And if word gets out that there’s a threat, Enzo Tamel might even endeavour to shut down the school to cut costs. We are nearly in the red here, you know.”</strong> Rikkar added, standing in the cool evening out on the streets in front of their building, stuffing his hands in his woolen pockets. <br><br><strong>“Just let me make a call home before we head out.”</strong> Rikkar then mumbled, turning to a nearby booth that had public transmitter. His family owned a personal one as well, which Rikkar punched the code in. A few moments of silent chatter later and he slammed the transmitter down heavily, looking quite annoyed. <strong>“I was right. Kati isn’t home. Looks like I’ll have to find her as well. Can this day get any worse…?” </strong> <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>la dame en noir</strong> on <strong>30-06-2016, 14:11:27</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/104jh5c.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Ima Ri<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rikkar<br><strong>Content:</strong> Mild Language</div><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Ima waved her hand back and forth, scoffing at Rikkar's apparent interest in the nurse. She found it amusing that he tried to ignore it, putting it at the back of his mind. What was he trying to hide exactly, anyway? Either way, they had been friends long enough for him to know that she was going to probe one way or another. That wasn't the concerning issue, however. <br><br><strong>"If we get involved, without police knowing, that could mean trouble for the school."</strong><br><br>Ima wasn't always so civil, but protecting the reputation and the students of school meant a whole hell of a lot to her. This was her second home, her job, and she cared immensely for everyone involved. It wasn't that she wasn't concerned, but didn't want either of them getting caught in the middle of some crazy shit. Strange stuff seemed to be almost second nature in Republic City.<br><br>For now, she wanted to eat.<br><br>The young woman waited while Rikkar dialed in to check on his sister, the only person he seemed to talk about outside of anything else. She knew his sister from a distance, not too close, but enough that they were friends. There wasn't anything awkward between the three of them and she could always count on them to be there for her. Unfortunately, she didn't know Kati hardly enough to know where the young girl might of run off to.<br><br><strong>"Have any idea where she might hangout?"</strong><br><br>Ima inquired, showing a bit of worry for Rikkar.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Republic City || U&amp;P - Bending School IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>02-07-2016, 21:38:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/eb/13/a0/eb13a094331c93cd0434d0a85506cefe.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Name:</strong> Rikkar<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ima Ri. <br><strong>Content:</strong> </div><br>Rikkar didn’t agree with Ima on the police involvement. Most of the gangs had insiders with the cops. One wrong word about making a report could land them on the gang’s hit list. Bullying students outside the school was one thing, but attacking the school itself and the teachers? Rikkar and Ima were masters of their bending, but they could not fight off armies forever. He loved the school. It gave him an outlet for his energies and kept his darker urges more in lock. It reformed him and he needed it as much as the students did. Without it, Rikkar might revert to his old ways, seeking trouble rather than waiting for it to come to him. <br><br>But for now, his sister was the larger concern. And he wanted to get it over with so he could get on with his dinner with Rose. <br><br><strong>“Easily a dozen places.”</strong> Rikkar replied to Ima. <strong>“I doubt she’s in danger though. She probably just got caught up in whatever excitement she’s engaged in and forgot the time. Come on, we’ll go knock her head and remind her.”</strong> He stated, his tone mingled with both irritation and an older brother’s affection. <strong>“Either she…took her harp to play for the spirits in downtown or she’s wandering around the Pro-Bending Stadium with the other fan girls. You don’t know how much those girls irritate me.”</strong> Rikkar sneered, shaking his head. <strong>“Come on, we’ll check the usual spirit wilds nearby. If you hear a harp, shout it out.”</strong> <br><br>Before they took off in direction of Republic City downtown, Rikkar stopped at a nearby pond next to the school. There were several critters in the water, but a whistle from Rikkar brought a particular one right to the edge of the lake. Zamah, his pet turtle-duck. Not really his, as it was shared with his sister, but Kati was usually too carefree to properly look after the creature (his opinion, not hers). Rikkar bent down to pick up the creature, patting its head before turning to Ima. <strong>“Wanna hold him?”</strong> He offered, before taking off towards downtown.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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