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[It's fairly obvious that whoever is holding this journal has absolutely no clue how to use it. The sound is muted at first, the journal is held awkwardly, and he's not talking to anyone but himself.]
I don't even know what this is. ...Besides a book. I got that much. It's a book. It talks. It has my name on in.
[A beat.] Why are you so ( Read more... )
I don't even know what this is. ...Besides a book. I got that much. It's a book. It talks. It has my name on in.
[A beat.] Why are you so ( Read more... )
You'll probably hear those familiar waterbending sounds before you see her, Zuko.]
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Stealth is one thing he's fairly good at, but it all just flies out the window when he catches of glimpse of her through the trees.
How did...? But weren't they just tracking down her mother's murderer?
There's nothing making sense about this. Not anymore.]
Katara?
[There's surprise, questioning, maybe a hint of concern, and certainly a good bit of a gruff, demanding tone there.]
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She recognizes that voice anywhere. And the water immediately streams back into her waterskin. (You'd think she'd remember that he could be from any time.)]
Zuko?
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... Yeah?
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...it's about here that she processes he's in New Feather grab, and missing a certain familiar scar. That whole month of nursing him back to health had her more than just a little familiar with his body and new and old wounds... and the one he got from saving her in their futures - is not on his chest.]
...do you remember where you are?
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Well, she might not exactly kill him, come to think of it, but still... Strange. She hadn't been in the best of moods, last he'd seen.]
How can I remember a place I've never been?
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What's the last thing you do remember?
[Because he hasn't attacked her or called her a peasant, but...]
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You and I went hunting.
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Oh. [She wants to ask what happened. She wants to hear it again. But she knows that even hearing it won't be as good as looking into the eyes of the piece of filth that murdered her mother and deciding.
Even if she still doesn't know what that decision will be - should be. Her hands fist loosely at her sides.]
That hasn't happened for me yet.
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Come on. It's a long story - let's go back to the house. I'll explain as we walk.
[And as she turns he'll see her blue spectrum wings, sticking handily out of her tunic.]
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... ...
... ... ... What?
No. Wait. One does not just drop something like that and turn away for a walk. Especially not when there's some very obvious deep-seated discomfort there. There was not going to be walking and talking; he'd rather talk, then walk. Because really. This was getting ridiculous.
And she had wings, too.
He might need to sit down and process here in a minute and one could hardly do that while talking-and-walking.]
Uh. No. Long story can start right now.
[Even if he is getting cold.]
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She pauses and glances back over her shoulder. He's still standing there.
Of course he is.]
Yes, it can. As soon as you start walking. Or do you want to just keep standing out here in linen pants?
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So he steps forward, arms crossed over his chest and chin tilted imperiously upward.]
Talk, then.
['Cause he's walking.]
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We're in a place called Luceti. It's kind of a sandtrap for people from all different kinds of worlds. It doesn't matter when or where you're from, it just pulls you in - and then if you're lucky enough to get out you're put back just where you left off, with no memory of this place. I've been here a year now. And for a long time - you were here too.
[And if he pays attention... she does look older. Her figure's filled out a bit more, her movements have more of a trained grace to them - but her gaze is still fearlessly direct, and she is still very much Katara.]
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And then she explains.
And he stops walking. In fact, walking becomes stumbling, which turns to stopping.]
What? No.
[But he sees it and he sees the subtle differences. It's not something he can immediately reconcile, even if everything here is pointing to this impossibility.]
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