Book 17.5: Fourth Wall

[savedtheworld]

[Behold Aang, the young air nomad. Physically 15 and now mentally about 16, he's grown quite a bit from his time in the Hundred Year War.

Today seemed like a good day to visit the library. He found out from Duck that there were stories out there where the characters came to life and left the story. So now he's checking around to see if he can find any books like this. Only to find unexpected visitors of a different variety...

Alternately? He can be found out in front of House 56, deep in meditation, trying to see if he can reach his past lives...]

Comments

do you wanna build a snowman?

[summerlike]

[ Anna is really not dressed for this weather. Nooooot at all. This dress was even less equipped for snow than her ball gown had been, and suuure, maybe it wasn't quite so sister-whipped-up-a-blizzard here, but still. She's cold.

So when she finally stumbles upon a village and sees a young man with an arrow (???), she alights over to him a bit clumsily.

...Is he a sleep or... ]

Ummm - excuse me? Sorry - hellooo?

YES I want to build a snowman!

[savedtheworld]

Huh?

[His eyes pop open as he looks towards her. He's doing just fine sitting near all this snow, thank you very much.]

Oh - hello! [He meekly pulls up a smile and gives a light wave.] Can I help you?

[summerlike]

Yes! I mean, yes? I mean, at least, I hope you can. [ Otherwise, she's got some problems. She's lost Kristoff and Sven, too. ]

I'm...um, lost? No - cold - I'm looking for my sister? [ ... ] I didn't mean to phrase that like a question. I'm looking for my sister. The queen. Set this winter on everywhere. Have you seen her go by?

[savedtheworld]

[He's quickly on his feet as he tries to assess her problem... and just follow her train of thought, with a mix of raised eyebrows and thoughtful nods.]

I don't know if I've seen your sister. I'm sorry. I haven't seen anyone who's a queen, and this winter's been here. I don't think anyone put it here. But if you're cold, I can help!

[Aaand now he's making a flame in the palm of his hand via firebending.]

[summerlike]

[ Anna deflates when he says he hasn't seen Elsa, but she attempts a smile anyway. ]

Well, that's - [ And then there's fire in his hand.

She gasps loudly, stumbling to pile up some snow to throw on his hands. ] Fire! You're on fire!

[savedtheworld]

What? [He looks down at the fire and just chuckles.] No, no, this is just firebending! I mean... I'm not on fire, fire's just on me!

[summerlike]

Exactly, fire's on you! [ PUT IT OUT PUT IT OUT PUT IT OUT

Anna abruptly shoves the arrow-headed boy in the shoulder. ]

Hurry, stop, drop and roll!

[ Said out-of-breath and panicky. WHY WASN'T HE PANICKY. ]

[savedtheworld]

Um, okay! [He takes it as a simple request for a trick. So he drops and gives a dramatic roll through the snow. While still perfectly maintaining the flame. And then he hops up to his feet gracefully.]

[summerlike]

[ IT'S STILL ON FIRE

wait...

Anna's brow furrows. Clearly he isn't in pain. Maybe... ]

Ohhh, I get it! I get it! You have fire magic like my sister has ice magic! That makes perfect sense.

[ Sorta. ]

[savedtheworld]

It does? Wait, is your sister an icebender... I mean, a waterbender? [yep STILL FLAMING but giving off some warmth here.]

[summerlike]

Water...bender? [ In spite of herself, Anna leans closer to the flame as she puzzles over the unfamiliar term. Fire is fire, right? ]

No, she's a... [ Um. She's not sure, exactly. Not a witch, not a sorcerer, not a magician... ] She's an...magic ice person?

[savedtheworld]

Yeah... bending means controlling the elements. ...But don't get too close! [He warns as she nears the fire. And tries to put together what she said.]

Oh! You mean she's a person made out of magic ice? That sounds so neat!

[summerlike]

Exactly? [ Wait, replaying that in her head. ] No, that's not it. She's a person, like you and me, but she uses ice powers.

[savedtheworld]

Then that... sooounds like a Waterbender to me.

[summerlike]

Huh. I guess I never knew that's what someone with her powers was called.

Oh - I'm Anna, by the way.

[savedtheworld]

My name's Aang. It almost sounds like Anna but it's not! It's nice to meet you.

[summerlike]

It's nice to meet you, too! [ She curtsies. ] Can I...ask about the arrow, or is that a secret?

[savedtheworld]

Don't worry, no secrets here! [He chuckles about that.

And you know, it's something odd in the air. Aang finds himself strolling to a beat, and he breaks out into song:]

Come, lemme tell you about my arrows!