Fire Mentor

Ey, call me Tybalt, would ya? Mr. Takeda was my father, is my father--he's still alive, right? Yeah, has to be, I didn't get smashed at a funeral lately. Don't worry, kid, I'll teach you what you need to get through these games, and you better be prepared to play dirty. This thing is about killing and survival, alliances are a waste of time when you know there's only going to be one of you left at the end. You will get stabbed in the back if you trust people, and you'll probably get stabbed in the back even if you don't trust people. Kill them before they kill you. All there is to it. ~ { + } ~ Roleplaying blog for Tybalt Takeda in the group tributesfortheavatar.

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Breath of fire

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Lee Takeda, Guide (x)

Tybalt Takeda, Rendezvous (x)

Aglaea Murata, Not Quite An Apology (x)

Daxus Murata, Festival Lights (x)

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It's Nothing.|| Tybalt and Daxus

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  "Okay, okay, I get it. I can’t meditate," Daxus grumbled, wishing he could stop getting an earful of things people thought he couldn’t do. Tybalt seemed to just emanate his sister somehow, and that was making him deflate. The options were sparse, and Tybalt was right to say Daxus didn’t have it in him to meditate. Leah used to try to meditate with him, but Daxus would get a little fidgety if he did it without her.

It wasn’t the first time, but he wished Leah was here. She could fix this, and without judgement or prodding of what had happened or anything. She was good at healing, and better at making him feel better. Though, right now, the homesickness only made him feel worse.

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"Hey, don't get all mopey on me. If you're gonna channel an emotion, get angry, y'shit," Tybalt huffed with a shake of his head, walking over to the younger fire bender and putting an arm around his shoulder. "You have to be ready for anything, and in the games you don't have time to meditate anyway, so I'll teach you the motions, alright? You might be able to loosen up your Qi with any luck through some exercises."

"Get to stretchin', then I'll teach ya," Tybalt continued as he moved away from the younger man.

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♒ // Back to Training

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  Kian huffed quietly, partially in indignation and partially in amusement. Tybalt was okay, he decided then. If only because he was entertaining.

"I did watch his games. I mean, they were only last year." He paused for a moment though as he actually thought back to watching the Games last year; to the way everyone had been shocked by Simon’s win. "Sometimes luck is all it takes. You can’t blame him for that."

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"I had a bet on his sorry ass, so I can blame him for that enough," Tybalt replied, rolling his eyes, not seeming to note that betting money on children's survival rates was not only morbid, but questionable in morality. Tybalt had seen so much death that making a game out of it seemed like the only thing to do. Praying had not worked before, and betting at least gave you some cash if you won.

"But 'nuff bout him. You look like pretty good competition... wish you the best of luck, kid, but I ain't bettin' on you until I see the rest of the brats."

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"Fire is life, not just destruction."