May 24, 2010 21:59
[So there were tears, and there was rage, and now there is a very shaky determination, because the only way Katara knows out of pain is through it. She painstakingly crafts a filter. She doesn't trust her voice, so she writes:]
[Filtered to Sanji, 80 percent.]
Sanji, we need to talk.
well this will be fun,
*sokka,
*sanji
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He'll increase the filter for her before writing back]
Would you prefer over the journals, or in person?
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Where do you want to meet?
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I don't care.
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I'll be there in ten minutes?
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[When he gets there, she'll be waiting, leaning against the wall. She'll have washed her face, but some traces the upset will remain if he looks for them.]
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He'll cut right to the chase]
About Azula?
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Yes. How did you know?
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[pauses]
I planned on talking to you tomorrow, but looks like you beat me to it.
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Why would you do that, Sanji? Don't you know who she is? What she's done to us? Why?
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Because I'm a chef, Katara-chan. And I offered to help her become self-sufficient in the kitchen.
You and Sokka have already told me about the war, and what she's done. But I don't let my job and my personal feelings mix.
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