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savedtheworld) wrote2012-04-09 11:07 am
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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[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.]