Post by Teяa253 on Dec 4, 2008 6:07:00 GMT 1
that's right, Katara's mom enters the scene.
originally I was going to focus on the battle, but I figured that the battle wasn't fun enough, and Katara Altina I was blocking my way down that road anyways, so...
ya. this is what I've got.
CHAPTER 36: YOUNG KATARA'S MOTHER
Shinon was both sad and angry at seeing Alzar bawling into the bed the way she was (for once again, Alzar had gone into a bedroom). Alzar never did this. Something was really wrong.
“Alzar,” said Shinon, knowing that although her feet were bleeding profusely, that this was not what was making her cry the way she was, “what’s the matter? Talk to me, Alz; I’m here.”
He procured some water and began gently massaging Alzar’s feet with a combination of healing techniques to close the gaping wounds.
Alzar just continued bawling.
Shinon sighed. “Alzar,” he said, “come on. You know that the only way I can help you is if I know what the problem is. Talk to me, Alz. We’ve been best friends since we were kids. You were always able to talk to me; and if not me, then Ike or Zinj.”
Alzar still did not respond. Shinon growled, mostly to himself though. None of it was directed at Alzar.
“I hate seeing a grown woman cry like this,” he grumbled, “Ryuka; I swear if you ever treat Alzar like this again it’ll be you who winds up crying.”
Incidentally, Alzar was known for getting into a lot of fights, even as a kid. Because she hung out with lower class people than her, many of them thought it would be fun to try and “jump the rich kid”. The problem with this logic was that unlike most “rich kids” this “rich kid” actually knew how to fight, and she knew how to fight well.
Shinon sat down on the bed next to her and lifted up her face. Alzar’s cheeks were red with tears. One of her hands instinctively moved her bangs over her eyes, as was another trademark of any descendant of Sanaki Li Chan—the ability to cover one’s eyes with one’s bangs.
However, Shinon noticed how red her eyes were before she could hide them. Alzar actually proceeded to undo her topknot as well, just letting her hair fall into her face. Shinon moved Alzar’s bangs out of her face and looked directly into her eyes. Had Alzar not been blind, she would be looking right back at him.
“I thought he was my friend,” said Alzar after a moment of silence.
Shinon had no reply for this. Ryuka had sort of crossed the line this time considering what he had gotten mad at her for.
“I’m sorry Alzar,” said Shinon, “you know how Ryuka is though... he’s sort of apart from all the rest of us; he’s always so aloof.”
“He’s too serious,” said Alzar, “I’d actually be willing to say he’s secretly serving The Order.”
“I doubt it,” said Shinon, “he just doesn’t like to be interrupted.”
“It was just a simple question,” said Alzar angrily, “he could have taken 7 seconds out of his ‘perfect schedule’ to answer me.”
“I’m not saying this is your fault, Alz,” said Shinon, “I’m just saying that that’s what Ryuka does. I’m not saying you have to accept it... I... I don’t know exactly how to solve it. I am going to take it up with him though. He has absolutely no right to treat you that way.”
“Don’t do that,” said Alzar, “it makes me seem like a squealer.”
“Alzar,” said Shinon, “don’t be ridiculous. You telling me this didn’t change my views any. I thought that that whole act was outrageous upon seeing it. I care about you, Alzar, and I don’t want Ryuka’s seriousness to trump your importance. He really does need to ‘get a life’ as you put it; he’s too aloof and in his own world.”
Alzar did not say anything. Shinon smiled and lifted Alzar into his arms.
“I remember Zinj, Ike, and I used to do this with you all the time,” he chuckled, “you always were light.”
Alzar didn’t say anything, but she sniffled again. She started to take deep breaths and tried to wind down.
“How are your feet,” Shinon asked,
“Better,” said Alzar, “but they still hurt. It’s just... now I’m confused. What’s gotten into Ryuka? He’s never done that before. What made him snap like that? That bothers me—a lot.”
“Maybe we should take a walk,” said Shinon, “let’s get out—get some fresh air; stretch a bit;”
“During a battle,” Alzar exclaimed,
“There’s always one going on somewhere, Alz,” Shinon replied, “but this one was not on a large enough scale to do real harm. Sometimes it’s just best if we let fate play its role.”
Alzar shrugged, “alright,” she said, and climbed out of Shinon’s arms.
“Come here,” said Shinon, putting his arms around Alzar; they might have both been all grown up now, but there were some things that they had been doing for so long that it made no difference.
Granted, Shinon, Aiku, and Zinjamyn had done this with each other before, but only because these four (the three and Alzar) were practically siblings. To see one of them putting an arm around another was like a brotherly relationship, and nothing more.
Alzar returned the favor, and the two of them went out and about. They headed in a southwest direction away from the war, but they figured that minor wars like this probably happened all over the place (and were right. this was not a huge deal).
“So where are we going,” Alzar asked,
“Do you have a destination in mind,” Shinon asked, facing Alzar (though she was facing forward, her blind eyes not pointed at anything)
“No,” Alzar replied, “I didn’t—oh!”
Alzar bumped into a woman who looked to be in her mid-to-late 30s. She was a Water Tribe woman with a stony face, and she had long, dark brown hair that was impossibly curly and ratty-looking.
“She feels familiar,” Alzar thought, “as if I have felt a person like you before once.”
“My apologies,” said Alzar, “I suppose I should be more careful.”
“It’s okay,” the woman replied, “I need to stop daydreaming.”
She looked upset. Shinon was still observing her face, mainly her eyes. There was something familiar about that face, but the eyes seemed different. Shinon blinked, and for a split-second, he saw the woman in red. At once it clicked as to who this was.
“Katara,” Shinon exclaimed, and the woman paused.
“How did you know my name,” she asked, looking at him with a familiar look that Katara Altina II gave. Naturally, Shinon had guessed her full name was Katara Altina I because of her similarity in appearance to Katara Altina II. This was Katara’s mother.
“Do you know Katara Altina II,” said Alzar, suddenly catching on with Shinon. Katara II’s fame was widespread, as a powerful bender such as her was hard to go unnoticed.
The woman’s eyes widened.
“You know where my daughter is,” she exclaimed,
“Actually,” said Alzar guiltily, “we... err... don’t. well, she was last seen in the Fire Nation, and that’s the latest report we’ve received of her.”
“But is she alive,” said Katara I excitedly, “is my baby alive?”
At once Alzar and Shinon both knew that Katara II meant a lot to her. They also knew that Katara II had a brother.
“We do know of the whereabouts of your son though,” said Shinon, “Chief Tenoko of the Water Tribes says he is stationed at the Northern Water Tribe right now.”
Katara I looked ready to cry.
“My babies,” she said, though they were 18 (Sokka) and 15 (Katara), “I... I don’t know what to say. I would never have guessed they were still alive. I need to see them again.”
“Well,” said Alzar, “we have sort of been searching for an objective, and so if that means going to the Northern Water Tribe to find your son and then to the Fire Nation to find your daughter, then so be it.”
“Please tell me you’re not joking,” she said, “for I could not take that. It is not something I would be able to take lightly.”
“We aren’t joking, Katara,” said Shinon, “we honestly have nothing to do. If you want to come with us, then we can start making arrangements right now. Just come with us.”
As a result of all this, Alzar and Shinon’s ‘walk’ did not last long, but they didn’t mind. They had found a valuable character that would likely bring Katara II back to their side, wherever she was. According to Zakura’s reports, she had not been seen since The Dark Warrior showed up. It seemed that Katara Altina II was on the run.
They ended up going back the long way to their hideout, and by sundown that day, the others had returned, looking rather battered. Ryuka said nothing, but went into one of his back rooms, and was limping. Meili and Sanaki were for the most part unhurt, and Royota and Iresu had only sustained minor injuries.
The Order had only taken half of what they had expected to, so this was a plus for The Avatar Guard. Shinon stayed there to introduce Katara I to the rest of them, and Alzar went off to find Ryuka and clear her side of the story. If Ryuka did not want to apologize as well, then all the guilt would be his.
“Look Ryuka,” she said, entering the room, “I’m sorry for overreacting with you telling me to shut up, but honestly, you took it too far back there. Is something wrong?”
“I have no excuse,” Ryuka replied flatly.
“Still,” said Alzar, “you need better people skills. If you treat your friends like that you’ll be left with no friends. Luckily Zakura beats me up enough that I’m able to put up with lots of crap. However, too much crap and even I’ll crack. You got that?”
Ryuka said nothing, but merely nodded. Alzar stepped out, her job done. She returned to the lounge, where Katara I was. She was still surprised that they had found Young Katara’s Mother.
~Azula~
originally I was going to focus on the battle, but I figured that the battle wasn't fun enough, and Katara Altina I was blocking my way down that road anyways, so...
ya. this is what I've got.
CHAPTER 36: YOUNG KATARA'S MOTHER
Shinon was both sad and angry at seeing Alzar bawling into the bed the way she was (for once again, Alzar had gone into a bedroom). Alzar never did this. Something was really wrong.
“Alzar,” said Shinon, knowing that although her feet were bleeding profusely, that this was not what was making her cry the way she was, “what’s the matter? Talk to me, Alz; I’m here.”
He procured some water and began gently massaging Alzar’s feet with a combination of healing techniques to close the gaping wounds.
Alzar just continued bawling.
Shinon sighed. “Alzar,” he said, “come on. You know that the only way I can help you is if I know what the problem is. Talk to me, Alz. We’ve been best friends since we were kids. You were always able to talk to me; and if not me, then Ike or Zinj.”
Alzar still did not respond. Shinon growled, mostly to himself though. None of it was directed at Alzar.
“I hate seeing a grown woman cry like this,” he grumbled, “Ryuka; I swear if you ever treat Alzar like this again it’ll be you who winds up crying.”
Incidentally, Alzar was known for getting into a lot of fights, even as a kid. Because she hung out with lower class people than her, many of them thought it would be fun to try and “jump the rich kid”. The problem with this logic was that unlike most “rich kids” this “rich kid” actually knew how to fight, and she knew how to fight well.
Shinon sat down on the bed next to her and lifted up her face. Alzar’s cheeks were red with tears. One of her hands instinctively moved her bangs over her eyes, as was another trademark of any descendant of Sanaki Li Chan—the ability to cover one’s eyes with one’s bangs.
However, Shinon noticed how red her eyes were before she could hide them. Alzar actually proceeded to undo her topknot as well, just letting her hair fall into her face. Shinon moved Alzar’s bangs out of her face and looked directly into her eyes. Had Alzar not been blind, she would be looking right back at him.
“I thought he was my friend,” said Alzar after a moment of silence.
Shinon had no reply for this. Ryuka had sort of crossed the line this time considering what he had gotten mad at her for.
“I’m sorry Alzar,” said Shinon, “you know how Ryuka is though... he’s sort of apart from all the rest of us; he’s always so aloof.”
“He’s too serious,” said Alzar, “I’d actually be willing to say he’s secretly serving The Order.”
“I doubt it,” said Shinon, “he just doesn’t like to be interrupted.”
“It was just a simple question,” said Alzar angrily, “he could have taken 7 seconds out of his ‘perfect schedule’ to answer me.”
“I’m not saying this is your fault, Alz,” said Shinon, “I’m just saying that that’s what Ryuka does. I’m not saying you have to accept it... I... I don’t know exactly how to solve it. I am going to take it up with him though. He has absolutely no right to treat you that way.”
“Don’t do that,” said Alzar, “it makes me seem like a squealer.”
“Alzar,” said Shinon, “don’t be ridiculous. You telling me this didn’t change my views any. I thought that that whole act was outrageous upon seeing it. I care about you, Alzar, and I don’t want Ryuka’s seriousness to trump your importance. He really does need to ‘get a life’ as you put it; he’s too aloof and in his own world.”
Alzar did not say anything. Shinon smiled and lifted Alzar into his arms.
“I remember Zinj, Ike, and I used to do this with you all the time,” he chuckled, “you always were light.”
Alzar didn’t say anything, but she sniffled again. She started to take deep breaths and tried to wind down.
“How are your feet,” Shinon asked,
“Better,” said Alzar, “but they still hurt. It’s just... now I’m confused. What’s gotten into Ryuka? He’s never done that before. What made him snap like that? That bothers me—a lot.”
“Maybe we should take a walk,” said Shinon, “let’s get out—get some fresh air; stretch a bit;”
“During a battle,” Alzar exclaimed,
“There’s always one going on somewhere, Alz,” Shinon replied, “but this one was not on a large enough scale to do real harm. Sometimes it’s just best if we let fate play its role.”
Alzar shrugged, “alright,” she said, and climbed out of Shinon’s arms.
“Come here,” said Shinon, putting his arms around Alzar; they might have both been all grown up now, but there were some things that they had been doing for so long that it made no difference.
Granted, Shinon, Aiku, and Zinjamyn had done this with each other before, but only because these four (the three and Alzar) were practically siblings. To see one of them putting an arm around another was like a brotherly relationship, and nothing more.
Alzar returned the favor, and the two of them went out and about. They headed in a southwest direction away from the war, but they figured that minor wars like this probably happened all over the place (and were right. this was not a huge deal).
“So where are we going,” Alzar asked,
“Do you have a destination in mind,” Shinon asked, facing Alzar (though she was facing forward, her blind eyes not pointed at anything)
“No,” Alzar replied, “I didn’t—oh!”
Alzar bumped into a woman who looked to be in her mid-to-late 30s. She was a Water Tribe woman with a stony face, and she had long, dark brown hair that was impossibly curly and ratty-looking.
“She feels familiar,” Alzar thought, “as if I have felt a person like you before once.”
“My apologies,” said Alzar, “I suppose I should be more careful.”
“It’s okay,” the woman replied, “I need to stop daydreaming.”
She looked upset. Shinon was still observing her face, mainly her eyes. There was something familiar about that face, but the eyes seemed different. Shinon blinked, and for a split-second, he saw the woman in red. At once it clicked as to who this was.
“Katara,” Shinon exclaimed, and the woman paused.
“How did you know my name,” she asked, looking at him with a familiar look that Katara Altina II gave. Naturally, Shinon had guessed her full name was Katara Altina I because of her similarity in appearance to Katara Altina II. This was Katara’s mother.
“Do you know Katara Altina II,” said Alzar, suddenly catching on with Shinon. Katara II’s fame was widespread, as a powerful bender such as her was hard to go unnoticed.
The woman’s eyes widened.
“You know where my daughter is,” she exclaimed,
“Actually,” said Alzar guiltily, “we... err... don’t. well, she was last seen in the Fire Nation, and that’s the latest report we’ve received of her.”
“But is she alive,” said Katara I excitedly, “is my baby alive?”
At once Alzar and Shinon both knew that Katara II meant a lot to her. They also knew that Katara II had a brother.
“We do know of the whereabouts of your son though,” said Shinon, “Chief Tenoko of the Water Tribes says he is stationed at the Northern Water Tribe right now.”
Katara I looked ready to cry.
“My babies,” she said, though they were 18 (Sokka) and 15 (Katara), “I... I don’t know what to say. I would never have guessed they were still alive. I need to see them again.”
“Well,” said Alzar, “we have sort of been searching for an objective, and so if that means going to the Northern Water Tribe to find your son and then to the Fire Nation to find your daughter, then so be it.”
“Please tell me you’re not joking,” she said, “for I could not take that. It is not something I would be able to take lightly.”
“We aren’t joking, Katara,” said Shinon, “we honestly have nothing to do. If you want to come with us, then we can start making arrangements right now. Just come with us.”
As a result of all this, Alzar and Shinon’s ‘walk’ did not last long, but they didn’t mind. They had found a valuable character that would likely bring Katara II back to their side, wherever she was. According to Zakura’s reports, she had not been seen since The Dark Warrior showed up. It seemed that Katara Altina II was on the run.
They ended up going back the long way to their hideout, and by sundown that day, the others had returned, looking rather battered. Ryuka said nothing, but went into one of his back rooms, and was limping. Meili and Sanaki were for the most part unhurt, and Royota and Iresu had only sustained minor injuries.
The Order had only taken half of what they had expected to, so this was a plus for The Avatar Guard. Shinon stayed there to introduce Katara I to the rest of them, and Alzar went off to find Ryuka and clear her side of the story. If Ryuka did not want to apologize as well, then all the guilt would be his.
“Look Ryuka,” she said, entering the room, “I’m sorry for overreacting with you telling me to shut up, but honestly, you took it too far back there. Is something wrong?”
“I have no excuse,” Ryuka replied flatly.
“Still,” said Alzar, “you need better people skills. If you treat your friends like that you’ll be left with no friends. Luckily Zakura beats me up enough that I’m able to put up with lots of crap. However, too much crap and even I’ll crack. You got that?”
Ryuka said nothing, but merely nodded. Alzar stepped out, her job done. She returned to the lounge, where Katara I was. She was still surprised that they had found Young Katara’s Mother.
~Azula~
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