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savedtheworld) wrote2012-04-09 11:07 am
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Book 3: Fire of Rememory [Action / Accidental Voice]
[Action 1 - for Robin]
[The morning. Aang woke up in bed slowly as every memory he ever had filled his head, feeling fresh and vivid yet as if he had lived through it so long ago. And everything from his other life followed by the past week started trickling away. He remembered Robin, pizza, faint memories of a Batman and a butler. What were their names? He felt like he knew so... less. But some memories from the week stuck out. His friends... his real friends, all worried and hurt. There was one particular face that he kept seeing over and over again, each time accompanied by a twinge of inner pain. Now that he was himself again, viewing his memories of their meetings through his own mind, he could see every instance of pain and anguish in her face.
Katara.
His eyes were open. He quickly examined his surroundings. ...This was not his room at the Avatar House. Not a good start. Was he himself...? Aang grabbed his head for confirmation. He was bald. He was himself. But he was not in his room. Still, he decided to test the waters, or maybe he just felt like saying the name aloud in his own voice.]
Katara!
[Action 2 - for Avatar House (plus Winry?) / Accidental Voice]
[Aang sprinted from the community building towards House 56, enhancing his speed by bending the air behind him despite the relatively short distance. He came to a stop outside the door and steeled himself. His excitement burst through his body in the form of a cry - one which was caught by the journal.]
Guys! It's me, Aang! ...Avatar Aang! I'm back!
[The morning. Aang woke up in bed slowly as every memory he ever had filled his head, feeling fresh and vivid yet as if he had lived through it so long ago. And everything from his other life followed by the past week started trickling away. He remembered Robin, pizza, faint memories of a Batman and a butler. What were their names? He felt like he knew so... less. But some memories from the week stuck out. His friends... his real friends, all worried and hurt. There was one particular face that he kept seeing over and over again, each time accompanied by a twinge of inner pain. Now that he was himself again, viewing his memories of their meetings through his own mind, he could see every instance of pain and anguish in her face.
Katara.
His eyes were open. He quickly examined his surroundings. ...This was not his room at the Avatar House. Not a good start. Was he himself...? Aang grabbed his head for confirmation. He was bald. He was himself. But he was not in his room. Still, he decided to test the waters, or maybe he just felt like saying the name aloud in his own voice.]
Katara!
[Action 2 - for Avatar House (plus Winry?) / Accidental Voice]
[Aang sprinted from the community building towards House 56, enhancing his speed by bending the air behind him despite the relatively short distance. He came to a stop outside the door and steeled himself. His excitement burst through his body in the form of a cry - one which was caught by the journal.]
Guys! It's me, Aang! ...Avatar Aang! I'm back!
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[He decides to pose the question just to make sure.]
How are your memories?
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Normal now, I guess? I remember what I thought was true, and I remember what's real.
[She looks around the house.] I don't really belong in this house.
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It's really weird waking up in another house. I just went through something similar. [Thinking back on Robin, Aang felt he should be welcoming as possible.] So you thought you were from our world?
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My hair really isn't this color. It's actually blond. I dyed it to fit in with the people of Omashu when I "grew up" there.
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[He grins and points to his bald head] And don't get me started about hair. Yours didn't change back to normal?
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It'll wash out in a couple weeks, I think.
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Oh, do you think I should act like I'm still shifted to throw them off?
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Yeah! That could be great! Maybe even pretend you've been shifted into someone even more different!
[But then, a memory flashes in his mind: Katara's face upon first seeing the other him.]
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But... no. If your friends have been worrying about you... they should know you're yourself as soon as possible.
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Yeah, I know. But the idea itself is harmless and a little funny. And- you know I'm kind of glad I got to experience your world. I've known Sokka, Suki and Katara for a while now in Luceti, but... I'd like the chance to be your friend again, Aang.
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Sure, Winry. I'd be glad to be your friend. I can tell you're a nice person. And any friend of my friends is a friend of mine! [Which Aang has been coming to realize is quite the list.] And hey... we can probably come up with plenty of other jokes to play on our friends!
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Sokka may say I don't have a sense of humor, but don't listen to him.
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I wouldn't believe him so far. Sokka's not that much of a master himself. He should definitely get some kind of prank to prove him wrong.
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I did play around with him earlier by humming a song that aggravates him. Back home, there were these nomads who traveled with us for a while, and their songs really drove Sokka crazy. Maybe we could find a way to annoy him with that.
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[He begins to sing lightly]
Two lovers,
forbidden from one another
A war divides their people
And a mountain divides them apart.
Built a path to be together...
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[He takes a deep breath and begins to sing in a mockingly deep tone, but he's mindful of keeping it down due to the sleeping Katara.]
Secret tunnel!
Secret tunnel!
Through the mountains
Secret secret secret secret tunnel!
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Too bad you don't know the whole thing.
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Yeah... they didn't really remember the whole thing either. ...Except for one part where he says, "And die!". Because I guess... the cave was supposed to kill us? It was a weird day. ...But worth it.
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