Post by Teяa253 on Oct 18, 2008 14:40:17 GMT 1
#17. it goes slightly off-topic, but I needed something to pass time on the otherwise boring ship ride. pirates, maybe?
still... I bloody love Koara... the world needs more crazy people of her type.
CHAPTER 17: THE TALES OF KOARA
The trip to the Fire Nation was a long one, but Taki, Aiku, Zakura, and Koara had various ways of passing the time. They ended up bonding closely to Maric and Malak, and these two especially liked Koara, because she would waterbend with them. They were prodigious little children, so it seemed that Zakura had hit the jackpot in finding them.
“So what brings two little children such as your selves to the Fire Nation,” Zakura asked,
“We’re not that young,” Maric exclaimed, “we’re 14.”
“Yeah,” said Zakura, “and that Kyoshi warrior is 21, I’m 23, that airbender is 31, and the waterbender is 93; what’s your point?”
Maric stammered, and then sat down next to his sister who was curled up asleep. They were both dark-skinned and had dark hair and blue water tribe eyes. Maric was dressed in a blue sleeveless shirt, baggy pants and had banded gloves, boots and belt. Malak was clad in a split dress, dark blue pants, grey shoes and a long-sleeved undershirt. She had guards on her wrists, but unlike Maric’s, her entire hands were visible. Their hairstyles were very traditional for Water Tribe people—Maric had the warrior’s wolf-tail, but the rest of his hair was longer and hang sideways on either side; and Malak had her hair connected in two loops that started at a pair of beads on her forehead that ran back and connected to a clump of hair she had done in back. The rest of her hair was just hanging loose.
“Fine,” said Maric, “so why did you find us so interesting,”
“It’s a long story,” Zakura whispered, “let’s just say for now that the avatar likes children.”
“Alright,” said Maric, “I can settle with that for now; just make sure that I and my sister don’t get separated.”
“That’s always good that you two are inseparable,” said Zakura, “I like that attitude; you’ve got genuine water tribe spirit.”
“What would you know, earth girl,” Koara laughed, “nonetheless, kid, she’s right. That’s the water tribe spirit I was born and raised with. Some of the crazy things I did gave waterbenders a popular name.”
“Oh,” said Taki, idly twirling one of her brass Kyoshi fans, “are we about to step into some wild life-threatening adventure of Koara again?”
“Precisely,” Koara cackled, “people nowadays are much tougher than they used to be—or maybe I’ve just been crazy that long.”
“I’d believe that latter in a heartbeat,” Aiku laughed, “but what sort of story are you going to tell us this time, Koara”
“You were a crazy kid too,” Maric exclaimed, idly running his fingers through his sleeping sister’s hair,
“Crazy in more ways than one,” Koara cackled again, “I was able to outperform all the boys in the Northern Water Tribe capital. Well actually, I was just more risk-taking. Most of my stunts were pointless things that I did just because I could; nonetheless, it earned me a reputation among the waterbenders.”
“One you still have, I might note,” said Taki, chuckling, “Lehran told me about your stunt on the monorail.”
“Anyways,” said Koara, “any of you want to hear the story of perhaps my fondest memory that does not include my husband?”
“Sure,” Zakura shrugged, “some way to kill some time”
“I don’t recommend you trying this,” Koara warned them all, “as although I survived, it must have been out of fate and pure dumb luck. Nonetheless, I do believe I did it more than once. Those boys of old used to love hanging out with me, because they knew I would do any stunt they asked me to, and they were right.”
Koara and the group of “daredevil” boys were at the top of a huge iceberg which had about a 50-foot drop on one side. There was a cold but light breeze, and it was the middle of winter (and they were at the North Pole). It was not enough to freeze their faces, but they were pretty well wrapped up. There were a total of four boys and Koara was the only girl brave enough to be in this group.
“So,” said Koara, who was about 15 at the time, “what are we going to do up here? Surely we’re not gonna freeze our clothes to our body by jumping in the water, are we?”
“Though that’s a good idea, I doubt it,” said one of the boys, “as it’d freeze and then we couldn’t walk unless someone was there to break the ice off and make us flexible again.”
“So, what are we doing” said Koara, pulling her hood off and revealing the rest of her head; she had long, flowing brown hair that many men considered beautiful. She never did it up with the exception of the twin loops of hair that almost all water tribe women had.
“Alright, Koara,” said another boy, “we have decided that you’re going to go first for this one,”
“Just cut to the chase, thanks,” said Koara, “I want some action.”
“Alright,” said the oldest boy, who seemed to be the leader. He was about 17, and the other three were either 16 or 17, so Koara was also the youngest by at least a year. “For starters, you can undress as if you were going to take a dip in that water.”
“You can’t seriously believe that I’m gonna call that intense, do you?” said Koara, “unless there’s something else you want me to do as well”
“Of course there is,” they laughed, “we’re not making you strip just because you’re a girl in front of a bunch of guys.”
“I knew that,” said Koara, removing her parka and undoing her pants, “standing in my under-stuffs isn’t life-threatening, just embarrassing for ugly people. The only reason I’m eager to comply is because I know that I have the change of freezing and dying.” Koara took her thick pants off and began undoing her shirt. Just for the fun of it, one of the boys wolf-whistled. After all, at age 15, Koara was quite attractive. Everyone laughed about this, including Koara.
“What we’re going to have you do,” said one of the boys as Koara’s thick shirt also came off, leaving her in her under-stuffs and her boots. Her top was about as revealing as some Fire Nation everyday attire, and her shorts ended about 6 inches above her knee. “Is you’re going to jump off that ledge into the water. Are you up for it?”
“Of course,” said Koara, stepping out of her boots. Her bare feet were now against the ice. She was shivering slightly, but that was to be expected from a girl wearing such little clothing in such hostile conditions; despite her shivering, she was grinning.
“You boys are gonna get outdone by a girl,” she said, “be watching.”
The boys stood by the edge of the iceberg and Koara canon-balled off the edge. About ¾ of the way down, she turned it into the belly flop and hit the water with a smack. She remained lying facedown on the water for a second before going under. A split-second later, she shot back up in a column of water. Her eyes her enormous and she was absolutely rigid. However, she was also grinning.
“You b-boys didn’t t-think I-I would d-do that n-now, d-did y-ya?” she said, shivering intensely. She was starting to turn blue.
“Nice belly flop,” said one of the boys, hitting Koara’s belly. However, by this time she was almost numb and beyond feeling. She was dressed again in 15 seconds flat, and was starting to cough. She was barely able to get her gloves back on, and then she fell backwards into sitting position.
“Koara,” they exclaimed, and the largest boy picked her up and they all began racing back to the city. They were also using it as an excuse to get out of having to do what Koara did.
“Hey,” she said weakly, “you wimps didn’t even do it,”
“We’re getting you back to the city,” they told her, “you’re going to freeze to death if we don’t”
Despite her protests of them not doing what she had done, they got her back and were able to get her back to the chi healers, who were able to revive her. Koara woke up in a very warm room dressed in her lighter clothes. The only parts of her body what were exposed were her head and her hands, and she twitched her fingers.
“Hey,” she exclaimed, “I can feel my hands again.”
“Be thankful,” said one of the healers, holding her hands, she had warmth to her that she was putting through Koara’s hands “a few more minutes out there and you would have started to freeze.”
“Where’s those boys who brought me here,” Koara asked, sitting up. Now that she wasn’t about to freeze to death she was alright.
“They saved your life,” said the healer, “and they’ve been waiting for you to come around again since they brought you here.”
A moment later they were in front of her.
“Koara,” the leader exclaimed, “you’re alive, thank the spirits;” he actually had the nerve to kiss her hand. Koara shrugged.
“Tomorrow you all are gonna do what I did,” said Koara,
“No,” they replied, “you could have died—we don’t want to do anything that will kill us—just get close to that.”
“You pansies,” Koara replied bluntly, “thanks for saving my life. You’re probably gonna have to do it again. I’m going to do it again.”
None of them responded. They knew that they had just been outdone by a girl, and they had no choice but to admit it.
“That’s my favorite story,” said the modern Koara to the rest of her gang, “I’ve got plenty more to pass the time.”
Needless to say, they all got a kick out of Koara’s tale, and so she told them more of the crazy things she had done. In fact, almost the entire rest of the trip was spent listening to The Tales of Koara.
~Azula~
still... I bloody love Koara... the world needs more crazy people of her type.
CHAPTER 17: THE TALES OF KOARA
The trip to the Fire Nation was a long one, but Taki, Aiku, Zakura, and Koara had various ways of passing the time. They ended up bonding closely to Maric and Malak, and these two especially liked Koara, because she would waterbend with them. They were prodigious little children, so it seemed that Zakura had hit the jackpot in finding them.
“So what brings two little children such as your selves to the Fire Nation,” Zakura asked,
“We’re not that young,” Maric exclaimed, “we’re 14.”
“Yeah,” said Zakura, “and that Kyoshi warrior is 21, I’m 23, that airbender is 31, and the waterbender is 93; what’s your point?”
Maric stammered, and then sat down next to his sister who was curled up asleep. They were both dark-skinned and had dark hair and blue water tribe eyes. Maric was dressed in a blue sleeveless shirt, baggy pants and had banded gloves, boots and belt. Malak was clad in a split dress, dark blue pants, grey shoes and a long-sleeved undershirt. She had guards on her wrists, but unlike Maric’s, her entire hands were visible. Their hairstyles were very traditional for Water Tribe people—Maric had the warrior’s wolf-tail, but the rest of his hair was longer and hang sideways on either side; and Malak had her hair connected in two loops that started at a pair of beads on her forehead that ran back and connected to a clump of hair she had done in back. The rest of her hair was just hanging loose.
“Fine,” said Maric, “so why did you find us so interesting,”
“It’s a long story,” Zakura whispered, “let’s just say for now that the avatar likes children.”
“Alright,” said Maric, “I can settle with that for now; just make sure that I and my sister don’t get separated.”
“That’s always good that you two are inseparable,” said Zakura, “I like that attitude; you’ve got genuine water tribe spirit.”
“What would you know, earth girl,” Koara laughed, “nonetheless, kid, she’s right. That’s the water tribe spirit I was born and raised with. Some of the crazy things I did gave waterbenders a popular name.”
“Oh,” said Taki, idly twirling one of her brass Kyoshi fans, “are we about to step into some wild life-threatening adventure of Koara again?”
“Precisely,” Koara cackled, “people nowadays are much tougher than they used to be—or maybe I’ve just been crazy that long.”
“I’d believe that latter in a heartbeat,” Aiku laughed, “but what sort of story are you going to tell us this time, Koara”
“You were a crazy kid too,” Maric exclaimed, idly running his fingers through his sleeping sister’s hair,
“Crazy in more ways than one,” Koara cackled again, “I was able to outperform all the boys in the Northern Water Tribe capital. Well actually, I was just more risk-taking. Most of my stunts were pointless things that I did just because I could; nonetheless, it earned me a reputation among the waterbenders.”
“One you still have, I might note,” said Taki, chuckling, “Lehran told me about your stunt on the monorail.”
“Anyways,” said Koara, “any of you want to hear the story of perhaps my fondest memory that does not include my husband?”
“Sure,” Zakura shrugged, “some way to kill some time”
“I don’t recommend you trying this,” Koara warned them all, “as although I survived, it must have been out of fate and pure dumb luck. Nonetheless, I do believe I did it more than once. Those boys of old used to love hanging out with me, because they knew I would do any stunt they asked me to, and they were right.”
Koara and the group of “daredevil” boys were at the top of a huge iceberg which had about a 50-foot drop on one side. There was a cold but light breeze, and it was the middle of winter (and they were at the North Pole). It was not enough to freeze their faces, but they were pretty well wrapped up. There were a total of four boys and Koara was the only girl brave enough to be in this group.
“So,” said Koara, who was about 15 at the time, “what are we going to do up here? Surely we’re not gonna freeze our clothes to our body by jumping in the water, are we?”
“Though that’s a good idea, I doubt it,” said one of the boys, “as it’d freeze and then we couldn’t walk unless someone was there to break the ice off and make us flexible again.”
“So, what are we doing” said Koara, pulling her hood off and revealing the rest of her head; she had long, flowing brown hair that many men considered beautiful. She never did it up with the exception of the twin loops of hair that almost all water tribe women had.
“Alright, Koara,” said another boy, “we have decided that you’re going to go first for this one,”
“Just cut to the chase, thanks,” said Koara, “I want some action.”
“Alright,” said the oldest boy, who seemed to be the leader. He was about 17, and the other three were either 16 or 17, so Koara was also the youngest by at least a year. “For starters, you can undress as if you were going to take a dip in that water.”
“You can’t seriously believe that I’m gonna call that intense, do you?” said Koara, “unless there’s something else you want me to do as well”
“Of course there is,” they laughed, “we’re not making you strip just because you’re a girl in front of a bunch of guys.”
“I knew that,” said Koara, removing her parka and undoing her pants, “standing in my under-stuffs isn’t life-threatening, just embarrassing for ugly people. The only reason I’m eager to comply is because I know that I have the change of freezing and dying.” Koara took her thick pants off and began undoing her shirt. Just for the fun of it, one of the boys wolf-whistled. After all, at age 15, Koara was quite attractive. Everyone laughed about this, including Koara.
“What we’re going to have you do,” said one of the boys as Koara’s thick shirt also came off, leaving her in her under-stuffs and her boots. Her top was about as revealing as some Fire Nation everyday attire, and her shorts ended about 6 inches above her knee. “Is you’re going to jump off that ledge into the water. Are you up for it?”
“Of course,” said Koara, stepping out of her boots. Her bare feet were now against the ice. She was shivering slightly, but that was to be expected from a girl wearing such little clothing in such hostile conditions; despite her shivering, she was grinning.
“You boys are gonna get outdone by a girl,” she said, “be watching.”
The boys stood by the edge of the iceberg and Koara canon-balled off the edge. About ¾ of the way down, she turned it into the belly flop and hit the water with a smack. She remained lying facedown on the water for a second before going under. A split-second later, she shot back up in a column of water. Her eyes her enormous and she was absolutely rigid. However, she was also grinning.
“You b-boys didn’t t-think I-I would d-do that n-now, d-did y-ya?” she said, shivering intensely. She was starting to turn blue.
“Nice belly flop,” said one of the boys, hitting Koara’s belly. However, by this time she was almost numb and beyond feeling. She was dressed again in 15 seconds flat, and was starting to cough. She was barely able to get her gloves back on, and then she fell backwards into sitting position.
“Koara,” they exclaimed, and the largest boy picked her up and they all began racing back to the city. They were also using it as an excuse to get out of having to do what Koara did.
“Hey,” she said weakly, “you wimps didn’t even do it,”
“We’re getting you back to the city,” they told her, “you’re going to freeze to death if we don’t”
Despite her protests of them not doing what she had done, they got her back and were able to get her back to the chi healers, who were able to revive her. Koara woke up in a very warm room dressed in her lighter clothes. The only parts of her body what were exposed were her head and her hands, and she twitched her fingers.
“Hey,” she exclaimed, “I can feel my hands again.”
“Be thankful,” said one of the healers, holding her hands, she had warmth to her that she was putting through Koara’s hands “a few more minutes out there and you would have started to freeze.”
“Where’s those boys who brought me here,” Koara asked, sitting up. Now that she wasn’t about to freeze to death she was alright.
“They saved your life,” said the healer, “and they’ve been waiting for you to come around again since they brought you here.”
A moment later they were in front of her.
“Koara,” the leader exclaimed, “you’re alive, thank the spirits;” he actually had the nerve to kiss her hand. Koara shrugged.
“Tomorrow you all are gonna do what I did,” said Koara,
“No,” they replied, “you could have died—we don’t want to do anything that will kill us—just get close to that.”
“You pansies,” Koara replied bluntly, “thanks for saving my life. You’re probably gonna have to do it again. I’m going to do it again.”
None of them responded. They knew that they had just been outdone by a girl, and they had no choice but to admit it.
“That’s my favorite story,” said the modern Koara to the rest of her gang, “I’ve got plenty more to pass the time.”
Needless to say, they all got a kick out of Koara’s tale, and so she told them more of the crazy things she had done. In fact, almost the entire rest of the trip was spent listening to The Tales of Koara.
~Azula~
