Tearose Surrulata

Profile
Her name is Tine Surrulata [Teen Soh-rooh-lah-tah]. A lady who is 18 years old and born in Atlas. Her height is 5'1 and she weighs 58 kg. She have a long, teal hair in pigtails and hazel eyes.

She's an intelligent, humble and kind-hearted girl with a curious mind. Her curiousity makes her want to experience and try new things than reading them in literature. With the help of her curiousity, it gained her the ability of the combat skill Wing Chun, which she learnt from an old man working in one of the steel factories her family owns.

Being born as a rich kid bothered her because all the money her family got can't buy her what she really wishes and it is real friends.

She is a person that values friendships, bonds and precious things in life, which is opposite to her mother who have a love for money.

Appearance
Tine have sensitive and fair skin. Her face blushes easily. She is a short person with an average muscular body.

Her upper attire is a long sleeved, pink kimono tunic with patterned design and a simple, black kimono belt in silk.

Her under attire is black shorts, black long socks (over the knees) and black combat boots. She have a small bag, which she attaches on the back of her belt. It is where she carries her weapons and other stuffs.

Weapons and Abilities
Her weapon, Sakura Petals, are two hand fans made in steel. They work as both close range and long range weapons.

Their bodies are colored in pink and have a cherryblossom tree designed on them. The guards of the fans are in silver with her emblance graved on them and have built-in magnet. They're both 10" inches long and about 19" wide, when open. They are light weight yet hard like swords. The edges of the fans, when widened, are sharp. The fans' length can be stretched up to 3x from their original size.

They act as Butterfly swords, using the bodies' edges as the blades. They can also be used as a combat pole when she attaches both ends of the fans and stretches their length. When the fans' guards are attached together and stretch the length of the fans, they act as one huge fan which can be used as a shield and when it's waved, it can produce great and hard winds. She can create a hurricane-like winds, when she uses aura on them.

Her combat skills is Wing Chun, a chinese martial art that is used for close range combats. Her favourite moves are the chain punch (Straight punches in quick succession) and striking opponents' pressure points.

Her semblance is to enhance. When she puts her aura on her weapons, she enhances their blades and sharpens their edges that can cut through strong materials.

Backstory
A girl, born and raised in a noble family and isolated from the outside world. Taught to take over the family business in the future since she was young. Whenever she only wanted to play, it is replaced with education. No one to associate with but her parents, the butlers and maids. She was always given a kind of respect that you expect a noble would get; people bow wherever she walks, she gets whatever she points and whenever she makes a mistake, people apologizes to her instead. A perfect world to live in? No, that is what she despise. She felt more that she's superior than someone you can have as a friend.

The family business is steel, for building and etc. Both of her parents are managing the business but her mother took the major role while her father also works from time to time but chose to have more time being a parent for their only daughter.

Her mother, who she rarely know, has only money and business on mind. Always on business meetings abroad and making it more bigger, that's her goal. Tine never recieve any motherly warmth from her, just a smile whenever she passed her lessons and tests from hired tutors. She gives harsh punishments whenever Tine fails, which happens multiple times.

Her father, who was her idol and who loved her dearly, made sure that she got the attention and care that she needed. After all, she was still a child and need to be treated like one. Even though she's getting tough love by her mother, he allows her to be in her age at least; reading her bed time stories, teaching her tricks what he used to do when he was at her age and telling jokes, just to make her happy and relieved from the business world.

One day, her beloved father got into an accident and died. It gave a shock in the family and staff while it gave a crack in her heart, that will never heal.

Since the loss of her father, she was put through an even more advanced and difficult education. She gave a vow to her mother to be under her command, not as a choice but as distraction, from thinking about her father. But that sorrow never faded. She tried everything, from reading books to going on seminars abroad. But even though these 'distractions' make her mind think of something else, the pain of the loss still remains.

Then she came across to an inspiring idea. She got it from her visit at one of the steel factories her family owns, not so far from their mansion. It was one of those days when she ran away from home to unwind and before she got there, she disguised herself. She wore a black hoodjacket which was twice as her size, black skinny pants and sneakers. She had her long hair in a bun and the hoody covering her head.

The workers was gathered up in a circle and created loud noises, more like cheering. She walked closer and felt intrigued. As she took a spot where she can see what was inside the circle, her eyes opened wide. There were two people, exchanging fists. One had a style of boxing while the other had a martial art-style combat, a young buck and an old man. In usual fights, they should be having angry faces at each but they were smiling. Sounded like the fight was more who's a better fighter among the two. It sounded also that this was something the workers do to entertain themselves.

As the two fighter fought each other, she never took her eyes off them. It gave her an idea that beat the books; She wants to train how to fight!

She waited until the fight was finished and had a word with one of the fighters, who she thought had a beautiful combat skills. Admiration and questions came out from her mouth. The fighter was pleased and answered all her questions. The martial art he used was Wing Chun, a fast and close-range combat skill that is actually used for defense. She couldn't help but be more interested of what it's all about and want to be taught. The old man smiled and willingly took her as a student, but only to give her the basics. Advanced training was more a master's task, which he was not.

Every night, she escapes from her bedroom window, disguised, fixed her bed like she's lying in there and goes to the factory to train with the old man. He taught her the facts, the basic techniques and he even showed her the 'wooden dummy' he trained with every morning. It made her muscles sore and felt pain for the first time but it didn't stop her from training, her determination is bigger than her pain. The dummy she trained with gave her the 'therapy' she needed. She took all her anger in her hands which gave strength. The workers acknowledged her training and helped her through one-on-one, to train her reflexes and strategy. They were amazed how her moves where quickly than theirs and outmatched their strategies. She owed that from the books she's been reading and intelligence she's blessed with.

Balancing education at day and training at night, reading books about business in the library while reading more about Wing Chun in her bedroom. She felt busy and satisfied. She loved the attention she's been getting from the factory, that kind of warmth, welcoming and the feeling of belonging in a place. The workers became more as family than subordinates. But to be in a family, you shouldn't be hiding.

Like any other normal training night, they meditated to relax and then, train with the wooden dummy. Suddenly came one of the staff of the mansion. It was a maid and she was troubled. She spoke with the old man, she was worried about something. The old man told his student to keep on training while he went a few steps away with the maid to talk. The student began to feel nervous. She told him the young lady of the house was not in bed and even though they searched in all the corners in the mansion, they couldn't find her. The old man told the maid that he rarely sees the young lady and it is when she does her monthly visits with her mother. Other maids came to the factory, with sweat dropped on their foreheads and gasped for air. It was obvious that they were worried sick and went everywhere they could think of to find the young lady. The workers who had been woken up from their sleep because of the worrying maids, gave them water to drink and places to sit. As the maids began to regain their strengths back and planned to search again, they suddenly felt suspicious on the old man's student. They haven't seen that person before, because all the staffs and workers know each other.

The old man called the student to come to him so he can introduce to the maids who were having question marks on their heads. Come to think of it, he old man didn't get to know his student's name. A mistake of a teacher. They were all shock, all the nights the student had been there and trained, the workers didn't even get to know the name of the student. The student felt nervous and her heart beated fast. She a took a deep breath. All of a sudden, someone behind her took the hood of her head and everyone's faces around her were surprised. Some dramatically fainted. The old man couldn't believe his eyes, his student was a girl and the young lady of the mansion. The workers were more shock, they sparred and got beaten by a girl!

Tine's face become red and gave her first apologies to everyone. She gave it as she kneeled and put her forehead on the ground, more directed to her teacher. It gave silence, a noble giving apologies to their subordinates? That's rare. While her head still touching the ground, she told her reasons and shared an emotional confession, the sorrow and the pain, that brought everyone to tears. They held her up and wiped her tears. They even gave her that one thing she longed for, a hug. More a group hug.

After the drama, the maids returned to the mansion with the young lady in disguise. As they came in through the main door, her mother was standing on the staircase with an angry face. She went down through the steps and gave a hard slap on her daughter's face. The maids couldn't do anything but saw what happened. But the pain from the slap felt like nothing. She didn't even look at her mother who was scolding at her and went straight to her room. The scolding was more noise than angry words.

She walked through a long hall, filled with portraits, As she walked through, she stopped. Her eyes got caught by the portrait of her being held by her beloved father. Of all pain she had felt and experienced couldn't be outmatch the pain of losing someone you love. Her hand dug through one of her pockets and found a card that she recieved from the old man. An address to somewhere he thought would be best to go to get a more advanced training. A new place to escape to and never be found. A place to be free. She went to her room and packed few clothes. She even packed a picture and other important stuff. She first took a bath and put on clothes fitted for adventure, as well as shoes that will help her walk through a long journey. She escaped for the last time through her window and jumped down on the ground, like a cat. With her packed bag, she walked away without looking back and looking forward to a new place she can finally call Home.