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Things were getting better, after all the pain and horror, that is, and by Angelo's X-Men standards, 'better' is pretty damn good. 'Better' leads him to further exploration of the ship that doesn't include the creepy picture room or the monotony of the media room-- though he would be hard pressed to admit that Stacy's version of a TV was

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Either way, Angelo is simultaneously irritated to see him and relieved he isn't bouncing. Glancing back, Angelo nods to him before turning to leave. "Sorry, kid - go ahead, I was just lookin' around."

At least he kind of knows what it is now - some kind of illusionary program.

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"Madre de Dios!"

Way to give Angelo a heart attack, Aang! Obviously he hadn't known about what the Sensorium did in the first place, since he's wide-eyed and slack-jawed, staring at the people and animals.

--and ducking to avoid a lemur that races for his head.

When it all disappears, Angelo is left ducked down with his arms over his head, peeking up around the-- mountain before he starts to stand again. "The fuck..."

He's going to go right ahead and look around, but won't be moving anytime soon. Angelo isn't one for poking around into things he doesn't understand.

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He didn't squeal like a little girl! He cursed like a frightened man!

"Creepy weird," Angelo mutters, still looking around, and watches the hermit crab go crawling around. "What's it for?"

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"...Huh." Looking down, Angelo scuffs the dirt a little with his shoe, glancing back to see the rock levitate. "So you're the kid I been hearing about - you can move earth an' fire an' water an' air and all that?"

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Raising a brow, Angelo just smirks a little as Aang flies up to the balcony, looking up at him from the ground. "What's wrong with Zuko? --Besides the obvious."

Which is Scowly Face is no fun to talk to unless cars are involved.

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Angelo blinks and stares for a while, at the boy lounging on the balcony.

And then makes a sound. Something like "Pfft." And waves his hand.

Dismissively.

"S'that all?"

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Smirking a little, Angelo's hands find his hips. "Not like it's on my calendar for the day, amigo. But you can't tell me you weren't dyin' to yell at somebody about that.

"Katara's your girl, then?"

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There's only five years between them but when two boys are as young as Aang and Angelo are, five years is a long time. There shouldn't be anything that they can really relate to with one another aside from, maybe, having powers around people that don't.

But Angelo's face has fallen while Aang talks about Katara and he moves to sit down and lean back against a tree while he talks.

"...That's the breaks, kid. Sometimes it just works that way."

No matter how much you wish it worked some other way.