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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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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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[That kind of thing is important. She remembers "both" of hers. Both of them were Sokka. One of them was in Ba Sing Se when he rejected her because he had become an item with Suki. The other was an experiment here when she kissed him because of a magic flower.]
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Well, it was... [his voice drops down to a barely audible whisper, and he indicates the closed door of her room with his eyes.] ...Katara.
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Oh god it's almost disgustingly cute and she loves it. A smile spreads across her lips and her expression falls into a grin. Awwwww yeah.]
Katara, huh? You sly dog, Aang.
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Yeah. It wasn't really... back then, we kissed mostly because we were lost and thought it would solve the riddle of the cave. Sokka and everyone else don't really know about it. [He put some emphasis on Sokka's name.] We've had a kind of a confusing relationship. And Luceti hasn't really helped either.
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[That boy Masaomi... did Katara really have a thing for him, or was that just part of that experiment? Winry isn't sure. But what she does know is that Luceti is hard on relationships from back home. Winry had her own relationship with someone from a different world, and now the boy she loved from home is here. It's difficult, complicated, and you can only hope that you can survive the hard times here and go home to a simpler life. Or, at least, that's what she's hoping.]
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[She doesn't honestly know Masaomi or Aang all that well, but her "memories" have her feeling like she's known Aang for a while. Have to back up her buddy, you know?]
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That's understandable. I don't know Katara's exactly situation, but I'm kind of caught in the middle between a person I met here and someone from home. Time and space is good. Not forcing it is a good idea.
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Yeah. Things are really weird here. She's from a year ago, but she's also been here two years without me. So I don't know what I should be thinking. I just now... that she was really hurt when I wasn't myself last week.
What are... the people you like, like?
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They both care about me a lot, though, and can be very sweet.
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I'm not sure how to give this kind of advice. I've usually kept his kind of stuff to myself. But I guess, as the Avatar, I think that the best thing you can look in another person for is balance with the person. The person with whom you both inspire each other to be more than you are, and at the same time you don't let each other lose sight of who you really are.
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Thanks. I know what I have to do. It's just doing it that's the hard part.
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I-it's okay.
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