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She was nervous.

Very nervous.

Oh-so-sickly nervous.

A young woman sat at a stone bench that laid under a large cherry blossom tree, It's pink petals falling from the branches above. Violet orbs flicked to watch each soft flower begin it's descent as the wind caressed them all gently; the breeze carrying them away just before she could reach out and tip the balance with her fingertip.

A few days...

It had only been a few days since her coming to Sabertooth, since she was given the tattoo that now rested on the back of her wrist. Tyriel was introduced to a few members here and there, but she had not ran into anyone for a few hours; as she secluded herself on purpose.
Once she found the Garden she now sat in, Tyriel resided within the maze of trees and floral extremities, hiding from what awaited her within the Guild Hall.
She knew that she would have to get over it sooner or later, to get past the shy feeling that being her gave her. It wasn't like she was a criminal; Why was she so cautious about the mages here?

With a soft sigh she stood from the stone that carried her; Amethyst colored hair fell over her shoulders and rested at the back of her knees. It laid gently on top of her floor length dress that trailed behind her as she walked forward. To her, a bath sounded nice at this moment, after indulging in a bit of Dango. The thought of the sweet and sticky rice treat making her mouth water.

Her gaze suddenly fell upon a gentlemen that stood on the bridge she opted to cross. He looked up past the buildings that surrounded the Courtyard they resided in, almost as if he was looking at the brightly lit moon.
Her eyes followed the small lights that surrounded the two of them, small lightning bugs that flew around, putting light in a place that was otherwise dark. Tyriel bit her bottom lip as the man spoke.
She felt a bit pained, as she thought he was speaking to her; Her mouth was dry and it made hard to even speak out.
It was several moments before she was able to choke past the lump in her throat and say something to his comment.

" I - I apologize. I was not even aware you were here. " she said, stumbling a bit but her soft feminine voice pierced the quiet that kept the area still. She folded her hands in front of her before stepping forward to get past him. She didn't mean to disturb anyone. This was definitely not her place to intrude.  

Her eyes fell to the ground as she tried to walk past the man; She bit at her bottom lip as she felt doubtful about being able to get past the awkwardness she felt around people.
But then he spoke out to her, encouraging her to stay. Tyriel raised her gaze to rest on him as she stopped in her tracks. She felt confused, as she thought he had wanted her to leave at first.

Maybe he was not addressing me?...

Tyriel walked around him to stand on his left side, she looked over the side at the water that ran slowly under the bridge; It looked so still, not even the Koi Fish disrupting the peace. Tyriel looked up at him, noticing that he was quite a bit taller than she was; but most people were, as she stands only at 5 feet and a few inches.

Tyriel. My name is Tyriel. " She answered him with her gaze out at the lightning bugs. They floated closer and Tyr stretched to reach out and let it land in her hand. She repositioned herself on the bridge as she stared at the bug that walked across her fingertip.
" What is your name?" she asked in returning, cupping her hands around the firefly only to hold them out and let him fly away. She found a soothing comfort in this place.
It reminded her of home.

Magenta colored eyes flicked up to the man's face as he commented on her name. She had always thought her name was weird, was too different. Yet he stood next to her and implied that it was a rather beautiful name.
Her cheeks filled with color as she blushed intensely, a soft red standing out against her pale skin.
Tyriel looked away as he continued, first giving his name in return and pointing out the fact that the Garden had not appeared until she had arrived.

Tyriel laughed softly and grinned, her teeth brightening up her face as the corners of her mouth spread wide. "You are quite welcome..." the woman remarked before turning to rest her back on the railing of the bridge.
She looked around at the Garden she had brought and looked down at the wooden panels she stood on, a smile still resting on her face.
" When I came here, i was searching for a place to be at peace.... I came into this courtyard.... and everything was dead." she continued, her tone sounding rather sad at the end, implying she was saddened by the death of each plant. " I brought life back to this place... So it could put life back into me."

She pulled a live cherry blossom from her hair, it rested in her open palm and with a bright eruption of light it stemmed off and light green vines wrapped around her wrist and in between her fingers.
" I feel that i can do some good here..." she said quietly, like she was talking to herself more than Bando.
She glanced up and then back down, his torso catching her attention where a pink scar stood out in his flesh.
Tyriel looked away, that wasn't her place to ask.

The petite woman raised her fingers to her lips and took in a small amount of air quickly; She gasped at the scar as he revealed more to her. His cloak falling around his shoulders as he let her take in all there was to see. Her heart felt pained as she gazed over each fabric of skin; the torn flesh mended back together and leaving a hideous disfigurement behind.
But how she looked at it, was that he was not disfigured, but beautiful. It was beautiful that he was alive after suffering through something such as that.

Tyriel's eyes watered a bit as she lowered her hand and reached out slightly, as if she wanted to touch it. To graze her fingertips across his healed wound.
But she didn't.
Tyriel instead clenched her hand and brought it back to push her hair behind her ear.
" I would not be opposed to learning more about you." she replied in comment about him being ecstatic to know her. This was not a lie, he intrigued her curiosity; What was normal for everyone else, appeared different in her eyes. And she could see that not only was he in torment, but possibly quite lonely as well.

Tyriel smiled as he seemed to return her enthusiasm. I have a few goals, nothing so extravagant." She said closing her eyes and waving her hands as if to dismiss the area around her, " I opt to fill an entire Garden with every flower that fills the earth with it's beauty, but i have others... Goals that take a higher priority.
She turned her head to follow a firefly that traveled horizontally in front of her. It's brilliant light paving a way through the darkness and lighting up her pale face.

" Friends and Family are very important to me... But i am shy around people.."
With that, Tyriel covered her mouth with her hand as if to stop more from coming out. She clenched her eyes tight and her cheeks filled with color. She had never talked with a stranger so openly and the fact it just dawned on her made Tyriel rather embarrassed.

" I am sorry, i usually do not talk this much... I wouldn't blame you if you thought i was annoying now. "

Splash!

There was a jump of an Koi fish that caused a slight wave of water to smack against its own self, creating the jolting sound that had caught the attention of the woman. The disturbed water giving her a unclear reflection as she peered into the depths; It was a reminder of her life, and how her behavior was a wavy reflection of her past. Tyriel bit her lip and felt uneasy about her presence, even though he reassured her, she still felt unsure. However she remained pleasant on the outside, as much as she could anyways.

Tyriel turned to face Bando as he asked her once again about her guild experience. she didn't ignore him on purpose the first time, she had just forgotten to answer him, as her thoughts were focused elsewhere at that point in time.
She closed her eyes and smiled brightly,"I love it here at Sabertooth!" she exclaimed, holding back no emotion about the mention of the guild. This was true, as ever since she had left home, she had not feeling of love or happiness. No sense of belonging since her grandmother had died.

Her grin faded into a soft resting smile as she continued, " I have heard of this. It is a strange way of thinking... Why does one guild have to be stronger than the other? Are we not all supposed to work together against the dark in the world?" Her gaze shifted upwards to set on his frost like orbs. They shined with a brilliant color; tiny speckles of white and a almost silver color made them glimmer in the moonlight.
" I think peace makes us blind..." she commented looking out past the bridge and finally upwards into the sky. " Who knows how long we all have... and nobody wants to die too fast. "

Her expression dimmed and her mind wandered as she stared up at the shining stars that decorated the darkness. She relived that moment everyday, where she was helpless to protect the people she loved. Where she lacked the strength to stop people from getting hurt.
"I joined Sabertooth to gain the strength i need to protect people i care about. Like they protected me for so long." She pulled at her bottom lip with her teeth again and clenched her fists tight as she looked down at the bridge. She knew it was silly reasoning... She would not be able to protect everyone.
" I am well aware that no one wins with self-sacrifice, but i refuse to be the damsel in distress anymore. "

His ideals on the world were encouraging to the young woman, there was no definition of right or wrong, good or evil, yet they were judged by it every moment of the day. She was so silly, to expect everyone to fight against something that really didn't exist. But at that same time, how is it that they could determine was True Strength was? Power? Money? Physicalities? What is the definition of strength and what was it's purpose?

Tyriel bit her lip as he placed his hand on her shoulder, it was comforting as she looked up in his eyes. Why was he telling her all this? What was she to him? Why promise all of this to her? Could he guarantee it? He filled her head with so many questions, one's that would most likely be forgotten in time. She smiled brightly and a small amount of tears ran down her pale skin. She felt something that she had not experienced in a long time. Hope.

She nodded in response and smiled, Thank you, Bando. Really, it means alot to me what you had said, especially since i was so close to giving up. " Her eyes fell from his and ran down his body. She lingered a little longer on his scar, it giving her a reminder to keep hope in the smallest things and believe in life.
Tyriel smiled and placed her hand on the bridge railing to keep herself standing. The wave of emotion being rather exhausting. There was so much on her mind and it was depressing the woman, but that was just what she needed to feel a bit of happiness in her current darkness.