[Action, Accidental to Purposeful Voice] .033

[markofthebrave]

[Well, Sokka was his Avatar alternate again. That alone is enough to call for some alone time, but with the news he brought... she definitely needed some time to clear her head. Fortunately, there is a public service she can easily perform. If your house is still snowed in? There is a waterbender digging you out. For about half the day, she is

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[mikangirl]

[...]

They were mikans.

[notatearbender]

Was that what they were? [She stops abruptly. That voice definitely came from the journal. She quickly lifts it up to her face.] Is this - that place, then? It wasn't just a dream?

[mikangirl]

[...it is you. This place...]

Not a dream, Katara. You're just a lot older now than you were.

[Temporarily. She won't mention that part.]

[notatearbender]

I know, it's been ages since I started having them... back before the end of the war.

[Peeeeeeeeeering at the picture in the book.] Do I... know you?

[voice]

[one_green_eye]

[Wouldja believe he just went back to normal fifteen minutes ago? Because he did. And promptly went to be alone and catch on some light reading. Er, listening.

And this...]

--Katara?

[voice]

[notatearbender]

Yes? That's me.

[That voice is--]

[voice]

[one_green_eye]

You're... [he has to mediate his initial reaction. This is Katara-- but who knows if this is really who she'll be in her future? She had been so different as a child.] .... older. [and a faint smile. That much is true, regardless.]

[voice]

[notatearbender]

[She glances down. ...nope, everything still looks the same to her.] I'm a bit more concerned about the wings, to be honest.

[Say something else. You're - important somehow. Say something else.]

[Voice]

[derek_bliss]

You're in Luceti.

[There's a slight pause from the tired sounding man, as if he's considering something]

...Welcome back.

[Voice]

[notatearbender]

...Luceti. [She stops short.] This is... this is someplace real?

[Voice]

[derek_bliss]

As real as it can get, yeah. Although if you went home, it probably doesn't feel real to be back here again.

You probably don't remember me. I'm Derek.

[Voice]

[notatearbender]

Derek. [Strange name. But... there is something about the voice that's familiar. There had been... music? Different kinds of instruments?]

No, everything's all... fuzzy. It's like trying to remember a dream.

[Voice]

[likeafirework]

[A sigh. At least she's not a child.]

You're doing it right, Katara.

[Voice]

[notatearbender]

[Assuming she's been talking in this thing for a little while...]

Well, that's good to hear. I don't suppose you'd be able to point me towards the plaza? I seem to be in need of new clothes.

[Voice]

[likeafirework]

Not that hard. Roads in town will lead you straight to it.

[Voice]

[notatearbender]

Roads go two ways. [And it's cold, man.]

[alittlesilver]

[along the path is a young girl making tracks in the snow]

[notatearbender]

[Far be it from this young mother to see a child playing in the snow and not greet her. Or, you know, have a source for information. That would be nice too.] Hello there.

[alittlesilver]

Oh hi Miss Katara. ...Oh! You're older now, too!

[notatearbender]

[Katara's eyes widen as she looks down at the little girl.] You remember my name, but... I seem to have forgotten yours. I'm sorry about that. Could you remind me?