Toph...and anyone who knows Sokka..

[ Aang's voice is hesitant. From how red his eyes are, it's clear he's been crying for a while. He looks miserable, and much younger then his twelve years. He's curled into as small of a ball on the couch in Horton 114 as he can achieve.]

He's... [ The monk can't seem to bring himself to say 'dead'. ]

He's gone.

It's ( Read more... )

'Kay is this working. . ?

Um. Heh heh.

I was wondering, does anyone know where I can get some fruit?
My friends are going hunting, but I don't eat meat, so.. knowing where some could be found while they're out would help a lot.

[ooc; for anyone that doesn't know, Aang was raised by monks, so he doesn't eat meat, is a pacifist, and respects nature very ( Read more... )

Ow. . My head hurts. .

. .Huh?

Where am I?

This doesn't look like the Fire Nation. . .Not where Zhao took me. .

Hello! Hey! Can anybody hear me?

Sokka? Katara? Where are you guys?

[ The screen of the communicator, which had been sitting forgoten since the young boy woke up went black, and an odd crunching noise could be heard. Aang had stepped on it ( Read more... )