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The quiet atmosphere of the peaceful café was interrupted by the sharp wail of sirens. The goofy sitcom that constantly played on the TV above the counter was replaced with an emergency news report.
"This just in! A large-scale fire has broken out in the industrial district! A neighboring power plant had malfunctioned and caused an explosion that caught fire to a few warehouses nearby." The newscaster was interrupted by a person off-screen saying something to him. "What? Are you serious?! I'm receiving word from the police and fire department that several workers are trapped in the burning power plant with no way out!" The burning building present in the background rumbled and an inferno of flames spewed out of several windows.
The sound of a chair hitting the ground diverted the attention of the patrons from the news report to a figure that suddenly rushed out the door.
(Ri'zu PoV)
I sprinted through the streets of Mistral, weaving through the crowd of citizens, trying to reach the industrial district. My progress was halted when I collided into a blur of red and gold, and we both were sent rolling to the ground. Groaning, I pushed myself up onto my elbows, trying to catch my breath. Remembering why I was rushing, I jumped to my feet and took off, yelling a rushed apology over my shoulder at the person I hit.
As I neared the industrial district, the smell of smoke and fire was hanging thick in the air. The sirens of fire trucks and police cars crowded the large power plant, half of which was on fire, the other half completely leveled. The large crowd of people caused a commotion just as loud as the sirens, and stopped me from getting to the plant. Gritting my teeth in annoyance, I scanned the situation to find an entrance.
I gave an aggravated sigh when I didn't any way in. Spreading my arms, I started using my semblance, started to bend the nearby plants to my will. The ground cracked beneath my feet as roots started to force their way through the concrete. The roots got through the thick layer of concrete with a tremendous crack. The people surrounding me jumped back, trying not to get hit by splinters of concrete as the roots gathered around me and lifted me up.
Commanding the roots the get me over the crowds, they responded by literally flinging me forward, and over the crowds. As soon as I hit the ground, I rolled in order to conserve momentum, and sprinted around the side of the plant, trying to find a door that wasn't covered in fire.
Finding a door that was relatively intact, I thrust my hand out towards it, and the roots responded by surging forward, grabbing the door, and ripping it off. Taking a calming breath, I rushed forward into the intense heat. Throwing a hand in front of my face to stop some of the heat, I looked around, trying to see anything that wasn't fire or burning white metal.
"Hello?!" I shouted. The response I got was a loud creaking followed by a huge metal beam crashing down about 5 feet to my right, sending up embers and metal shards. I hissed in pain as a small metal shard sliced my shoulder.
Ignoring the pain, I continued to make my way through the burning power plant, steadily shouting for somebody to respond, hoping the people trapped in here were still alive.
(3rd Person PoV)
"You can't keep this up forever Jade!" a man shouted at a green-haired woman. The young woman didn't respond as she held her hands out in front of her, holding back the fire with a shield of air. Her breathing was shallow and labored, and sweat was pouring down her face.
Jade looked over her shoulder at the man. "Maybe not. But I can still try!" she shouted back at him, determined to keep the flames back. The man cried out in frustration and turned to the other people in the room, trying to get their help.
Hearing something, Jade's ears twitched, trying to hear the noise better. Jade growled in anger and frustration, unable to hear anything over the flames and the conversations behind her. "Shut up! I hear something!" she shouted over her shoulder. The people behind her instantly went quiet.
Jade's ears stood up completely, and started to twitch as she listened for the noise she heard. There! A faint shout of a person that was searching for something. Or someone. "Over here!" Jade yelled. The others looked at her in confusion for a bit, before they caught on and started shouting. Jade could make out approaching footfalls as somebody neared their location.
"Hello?! Anybody in there?" a voice shouted. The response he got was another round of shouting. After the shouting died down, Jade said her piece. "The door is blocked by debris! It won't open!"
"Leave the door to me! Just get out of the way!" Taking the person's advice, the crowd all stepped back, with Jade staying where she was, steadily holding the shield up. Jade jumped back when a large fist smashed through the door. A large fist made of tree roots. Grabbing the remains of the door, the large fist went flying backwards, taking the destroyed door with it.
Standing in the doorway, was a man in a purple sleeveless hoodie. Breathing heavily, he motioned for everybody to walk towards him. Complying, the group stood gathered around the newcomer.
"I can form a shield from the tree roots, and that combined with the apparent shield of air Greenie there is holding up, all of you can get out of here safely. Just follow me," he instructed. Turning around to face the large inferno, he started forward, holding his arms out in front of him. The roots complied with their master's wish, making a large shield in front of him, effectively stopping the flames for a short period.
Avoiding the burning metal debris, the group made their way forward, led by Jade and the mystery man. As they walked, somebody realized something. "Where are we going to get out of here? All the doors are blocked!" he cried. The man in the hoodie rubbed his chin thoughtfully, before staring at the window nearby. Throwing his hand out, the roots responded by smashing through the surprisingly intact window. Commanding the roots to form a staircase, he pointed towards the exit he just made.
"Go!" he commanded. "I'll hold the flames off!" The group didn't hesitate to follow his instructions as they made a beeline towards the makeshift stairs. Everybody except Jade, that is. Frowning at him, Jade refused to move from where she stood.
"Any what about you?" she demanded. "How do you plan to get out once we leave?" He didn't respond. "Do you mean to sacrifice yourself just to get us out?!" He stared at her.
Due to Jade arguing with our protagonist, she didn't hear the groaning of an unstable metal beam. Luckily, Ri'zu did. "Sorry Greenie," he said. Tilting her head in confusion, Jade's breath was driven from her as a fist of tree roots collided with her chest and sent her flying through the window.
(Ri'zu PoV)
Ignoring the green-haired woman's shouting, I continued to hold the shield of roots up as it was steadily eaten away by the fire. A deep resonating groan echoed through the burning building. Looking up, I noticed that the supports of a metal beam above us were melted by the intense heat, making said beam highly unstable and sent it crashing to the ground.
Quickly apologizing to her, I commanded the tree roots to knock the green-haired woman out the window. Due to my actions, I didn't react quickly enough as the beam came crashing down where we were once standing and pinning me to the floor. As my consciousness was quickly fading, I was aware of the shield of roots finally being swallowed by the raging inferno, and the roots surrounding me as armor being crushed by the weight of the metal beam. The last thing I saw before I blacked out was the gleam of a blade.
(LE TIEMSKEEP!)
Beep. Beep-beep. Beep. Beep-beep.
I groaned and rolled over to swat at my alarm, only to find that I couldn't move my hand. Slowly opening my eyes, I squeezed them shut at the bright white light that glared into them. Hearing movement to my right, I opened my eyes and squinted against the bright light, refusing to close my eyes.
Once my eyes focused, I ended up staring into my mother's shocked and somewhat angry expression.
"Ri'zu Tyrian!" she shouted. "Do you have any idea how worried I was?! You almost gave me a heart attack!" I winced at the volume of her voice.
"Easy lass. He's here now. However bruised and battered he is, he still breathes. Last thing we need is for you to bruise him up more," an amused voice stated. Turning to my left, I noticed my step-father was leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, slightly smirking.
I smirked back. "What can I say? I love to play in fire," I said sarcastically. My step-father gave a small chuckle and I heard my mother snort.
"The chief of police wants to meet with you," she stated. I turned and looked at her, shocked. "For what?"
"For 'saving some of the proud city's backbone!' as he put it," a new voice said, mimicking what the chief had apparently stated. After the statement, a mess of green hair appeared in the doorway.
"Not sure why he would care, but nobody asked for my opinion," she added. My parents shared a look.
"We're going to step out for a bit and give you two some time to talk," my mother said. True to their word, my parents stepped out of the room.
"Greenie," I said.
"Mr. Martyr," she responded with a slight smirk. Grabbing a band off of her wrist, she put her untamable mess of hair into a messy ponytail. Having done this, I could see a green pair of ears poking out of hair clearly. She's a Faunus. I thought, slightly surprised.
She held her hand out towards me. "I'm Jade Versailles. Faunus and mechanic extraordinaire." Looking down at her outfit, a dirty, soot-stained mechanic uniform, it made much more sense now.
Grabbing her hand, I accepted the handshake. "Ri'zu Tyrian. Portable jungle and a fun-loving bundle of mischief and energy," I introduced.
She nodded and sat down in the chair close to the hospital bed. She shifted as if to allow room for something and a fluffy green tail appeared from behind her and rested on her leg. "A question if you will, Nuage."
I looked at her with a confused expression, curious about the new nickname. She pointed to the tattoos that ran down both of my arms and disappeared into the sleeves of the hospital gown. "Cloud," she stated simply.
Atlesian. Is she from Atlas? I wondered. I waved my hand to get her to continue with what she was saying. She did.
"Why'd you do it?" she asked. "Why risk your life to save a 'lowly Faunus' and a group of lower-class factory workers?" I was surprised by her question.
I thought about for a good bit of time. "I was raised to help people out in any way I could. If that means jumping headfirst into a blazing fire, why not?" I said with a shrug. Seeing an opportunity for some of my patented mischief, I took it. "Besides, I wasn't about to let a pretty lady like you get swallowed by that nasty fire, now was I?" I said mischievously and grinned when Jade's face turned slightly red.
Clearing her throat, Jade attempted to hide her blush and compose herself. She failed to do so and decided to divert the topic away from what it currently was. "I suppose I should thank you," she said.
I shrugged. "You don't have to," I said. She raised an eyebrow at me and I gave a cheeky grin.
Jade stood up and stretched. "You should be released soon. Good luck with your interview with the news reporters and the police chief and whatnot," she said, sounding quite angry at the end of her statement.
"Do you not like them?" I questioned. Jade scoffed.
"They don't care about a 'lowly Faunus', why should I care about them?" she stated. I frowned.
"It'll show that you're a better person. Don't stoop to their level." Jade seemed to consider this for a while before she shrugged. She came stand by the hospital bed and extended her hand for a handshake. I grasped her hand and shook it. Instead of letting go, Jade leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. When she pulled back, her cheeks had a slight pink tint to them, while mine were as red as a tomato.
Jade stepped back and walked to the door. When she reached the door, she turned around and smirked at me. "Consider it a thank-you gift. Until we meet again, Nuage." With that, Jade turned and walked out the door.
I flopped back down onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. I brought my hand up to my cheek, where Jade kissed me, and pursed my lips. Odd. Until next time, then.
Fin. Until next time… Dys.
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Complete.
Name: Ri'zu Tyrian
Species: human
Gender: male
Age: 18
Place of Birth: the desert outside of vacuo
Sexuality: bisexual
Personality: he's energetic,mischievous, and blunt. His mother warned him about not trusting easily but he can't help but see the good in people. Rizu has a love of making people feel better even if it's just a joke or a small gesture of kindness. A sincere thank you will not fail to make his heart flutter. He doesn't care for societal norms and just goes with what's fun. He's the type of guy that will rearrange the room in your sleep to see your reaction but is also the guy who will run across the city to bring you cold medicine.
Weapon: imagine red queen from Devil may cry but it's a baseball bat. He uses seeds as his baseballs. It does become a shotgun.
Semblance: he can control and grow plants. He can feed them dust for weird effects but that's stuff he does at home for fun because it's not a combat efficient thing to do.
Attire: he wears a purple sleeveless hooded jacket with a black bandolier filled with brown leather pouches, brown jeans and black boots
Height: five foot eleven
Weight: 165 pounds
Hair color: black
Hair style: wavy lions mane about ear length
Eye color: bright purple
Skin color: he has tawny skin tone with tattoos of cloud patterns all over his body. (Hearing the grim were attracted to negative thoughts Ri'zu's Tribe started the tradition of tattooing things that made them happy on their bodies)
History: he used to be a part of a nomadic tribe that passes through vacuo every year or so the leader of which always carried a staff with a strange dust crystal. Rizu's mother always followed through on the tribes every esoteric rule and tradition. The most important rule is "the decision that benefits the tribe is the one that's made." A rule everyone followed until Rizu's semblance was discovered when he was 10. In the hot desert days and freezing desert nights of vacuo Rizu's semblance was a godsend, but they worked him to the bone. Train to fight, use your semblance, make shelter, make food, over and over again until he collapsed. When rizu's mother saw him hit the ground she made a selfish wish and decided to run away with her son. She fell in love with a business man from mistral and they ran away together. Rizu still carries his tribe's pride even though he's far away and will probably never find them again. They instilled a need to be needed in him. He sees his life as an ok sacrifice for the betterment of others. Hopefully someone helps him with his martyr complex
Relationships: Ma'ri Tyrian (loving mother), Arthur Tyrian (supportive step-father), Lucia Merriweather (neighbor with 8 wonderful children that Ri'zu occasionally babysits)
Battle style: he uses his semblance for serious fights outside (since most teachers don't like huge plants in their gym) He imagine a punk Tarzan that can move the jungle. he's a huge fan of acrobatics and attacking with powerful sweeping blows from weird angles.
Likes: gardening (duh), cloud watching, sports, music, Children, socializing
Dislikes: con-men, politics, secrets between friends, beating around the bush
Emblem: a pair of hands holding an orb
Scene: I simply want a scene where someone intervenes and tries to help Ri'zu with his martyr complex. Whether it be a team effort, a concerned teacher, or simply a concerned citizen.
