Um.

[Suddenly being transported outside? More than enough to wake her up, but there's the sound of rustling as Katara picks leaves out of her hair.]

Is this some sort of joke?

Zuko:

Where are you?

( Zuko and Cloud )

[And suddenly, the way too excited voice of a teenage girl yelping through the journal:]

My ice cream tastes like sea prunes!

( Zuko )

[The door to Katara's room is hanging wide open, revealing what rather resembles a small Inuit village. There are tents thrown up, and people mill around in thick parkas and gloves, interacting amicably with each other in vague, mumbled tones that one would have to strain to here ( Read more... )

( Natsuki )

[ Now. Now is the time ( Read more... )

You know, this place really isn't so bad once you let yourself have a little fun.

[And then, later ( Read more... )

[ Today is a very special day- moreso than his arrival at Iwatodai, moreso then Graduation Day, even moreso than Letting Ryoji Live ( Read more... )

( town; )