Post by Teяa253 on Jan 4, 2009 1:20:39 GMT 1
Katara vs. Ayumi in a game of wit...
fun stuff. this is the 65th chapter of the series. this thing is HUGE.
oh, and there's an explicit version of this chapter, involving Ryuka and Ayumi, where Ryuka sees a more... seductive... side of Ayumi...
anyhoot, enjoy.
CHAPTER 65: THE TWO MASTERMINDS
Naturally Ayumi was chained down and heavily watched over. However, she made no resistance during any of this, and was laughing. Either she had been driven insane, or was playing a nasty game with The Avatar Guard. Whatever she was doing, they learned that The Order did not know what it was, for they sent word to Fire Lord Orzon and the rest of The Order telling of Ayumi’s capture, and they actually offered ransom for her release. Whatever Ayumi was doing, she was in it by herself. No one was able to figure her out.
“What in blazes does she think she’s doing,” Zhin exclaimed, as once she had caught word of it, even her tactical genius could not deduct what Ayumi was up to,
“Wouldn’t we all like to know,” said Orzon, who clearly seemed the most, bothered by this, as it was his wife that was taken.
Naturally, Ayumi refused to tell The Avatar Guard anything.
“What,” she said, laughing, “are you going to kill me; torture me? Perhaps kill or torture someone I love? I have no soul, remember?”
“You pull some amusing shenanigans, Ayumi,” said Tenoko, laughing, “But I have no idea what you’re planning with this one,”
“Which just proves that I’m one step ahead of all of you,” she said, laughing, “do what you want with me. You’ll never get the secret out.”
Most members of The Avatar Guard knew better than to try and challenge Ayumi, and so most of them just stayed away. However, there were two people who were willing to take the challenge. First was Ryuka. Ayumi was chained down onto some sort of large table so she was lying on her back looking up. She was completely calm, and seemed very relaxed, as if she could fall asleep if she wanted.
“Ah,” said Ayumi, smiling, “Ryuka is it?”
“Aye,” Ryuka replied, “you are quite the annoyance; you know that?”
“Aye,” Ayumi replied, “of course, this is coming from the man who does not even have a nationality.”
“What are you talking about,” Ryuka exclaimed,
“I spoke clearly,” Ayumi replied, “neither of your parents were benders; one was from the Earth Kingdom, the other from the Fire Nation. You were born on the seas, and since you’re not a bender, you technically have no nationality either.”
Ryuka said nothing at first. “What’s your point?” he asked,
“My point is,” said Ayumi “is that you’re inferior. Do you not see it clearly? Non-benders are always inferior.”
A series of strange events followed this moment, and summed up, Ayumi’s theory was proved, as she did a series of things that made him feel dizzy, for she was unchained between that time and the time she had 'defeated' Ryuka.
Nonetheless, she sealed her victory. She slid next to him and gently slid her shoes off, and removed the headpiece from her hair. She set them in Ryuka’s hands and grinned.
“Tokens of your defeat,” she said, smirking; she went towards a bed that was in a corner and laid down there, her back to Ryuka. The bed was nowhere near as nice as the ones she was used to, but apparently Ayumi was tougher than she looked. Nonetheless, Ryuka was through here. He placed Ayumi’s shoes on the floor next to her bed and put her headpiece on the nearby nightstand. He felt dizzy, and he too wanted to lie down.
“Dang, that woman’s a freak,” he muttered to himself, “for all I can see, she’s here just to drive us crazy.”
For the most part, he was right. This seemed to be Ayumi’s intention. They were not going to let her go, for if they did that she would become a dangerous opponent on the battlefield, but when they kept her cooped up, she drove them all crazy through various means, never causing any true harm. There was only one person left for the job—Katara Altina II—the young woman who was always a step ahead of everyone else.
“So what,” said Katara, stepping in to see Ayumi; she was still lying on the bed, her back to Katara; “are you just here to annoy us?”
“Aye, that about sums it up,” Ayumi replied, “it should have been obvious. I mean: did any of you honestly expect that I was going to bend to your wills once I was captured?”
“Of course not,” Katara replied, “and so naturally, either we can keep you here and let you try to annoy us, or we can set you free, make The Order happy, and meet you back on the battlefield.”
“So now do you see the double standard,” said Ayumi, still curled up comfortably, and she still had not looked at Katara,
“Aye,” Katara replied, sitting down, kicking her boots off and putting her bare feet on the table; she began fiddling with her fingerless gloves and the gold-colored braces she wore “you’re also trying to find information about The Avatar Guard while you’re here.”
“Hmm,” Ayumi remarked, rolling over and throwing her long, black hair behind her again, “you really are smarter than you look,”
“Of course, it’s not up to me to decide,” Katara shrugged, “I a neither against The Order nor for them. I serve a higher authority.”
“You would not join your family,” Ayumi asked, “after all of that searching you would abandon that quest simply for a higher cause?”
“Aye,” Katara replied, “my higher cause involved me finding my family as well. After all, even with all my grand schemes and always being one step ahead of the rest of the world, I’m still just a 15-year-old girl, and with emotions as unstable as mine, I had to satisfy my desire to see my family again, and so I did. I thought of everything, including an unstable teenage girl’s emotions.”
“And did you ever think of your fame,” Ayumi asked her, sitting up, “and where it came from? People knew you not only for your power, but also for the mystery surrounding you. Your name has a distinct reputation, Katara Altina II, as does mine. The reasons are the only difference.”
“You’re a cunning woman, Ayumi,” said Katara; her bangs covered her eyes, and she was not looking at what Ayumi was doing. Incidentally, all she was doing was getting her shoes back on, straightening her robe, and doing up her hair again.
“Where are you going,” Katara asked,
“Nowhere,” Ayumi replied, “I have nowhere to go. None of you will even let me out of this room for some fresh air, so I’m stuck here.”
“Alright then,” Katara shrugged, “whatever floats your boat.”
Eventually Ayumi was able to get out of the room, but no one let her near any of the exits of the base. They were harsh when dealing with her, but she made no resistance, and when they moved her, she just went with the flow. She seemed to bide her time just idly wandering around the place. It was ironic that the Fire Lady was the only one who was restricted in the area; nonetheless, Ayumi was not bothered at all by her captivity. In fact, she seemed accustomed to it.
Ayumi was bothersome to The Avatar Guard, but only because they could not figure out what she was doing, or why she found wandering around to be so entertaining. She never actually caused any harm. She only spoke when spoken to, and when she did, it was usually just the truthful answer to a suspicious question. The only one who did not seem bothered by her was Katara II, and she and Tenoko were not afraid to converse with Ayumi as if they were acquaintances instead of rivals.
“What is she doing,” Zakura asked Tenoko, “she’s clearly not innocent.”
“I never said she was, and believe it to be false as much as you do,” Tenoko replied, “she is likely just lonely and bored. She seems to like having someone to talk to.”
“So why do you and Katara give her what she wants,” she asked,
“Because Ayumi is an interesting woman to converse with,” Tenoko replied, “so trust me, Zak; do you really think that I would talk with her just to humor her? I’m on your side still. I only talk to her because it gives me something to do while we wait for The Order to complete their plans of trying to retake this base and likely liberate Ayumi.”
Ayumi was wandering by during this time, and she had stopped when she heard her name.
“Beat it,” said Zakura, “this is none of your business.”
“On the contrary,” Ayumi replied, “anything involving my name is my business. Also, being the Fire Lady also brings most Fire Nation affairs under the category of “my business”; am I right?”
“Normally you would be,” Zakura replied, “but here, you’re just another ordinary person. You have no authority here.”
“Alright then,” said Ayumi, looking upwards, “I can live with that.”
And with that, she simply walked off, still retaining her royal stride.
“She’s up to something, Tenoko,” Zakura warned, “surely you have noticed it by now—it’s undeniable.”
“Of course,” Tenoko replied, “but like you, I don’t know what it is. Ayumi Zhaoka is acting more normal than I thought was possible for her.”
“We need to find out what she’s up to,” said Zakura, “and I say this to you because you’re one of the two people she’ll talk to, and Katara Altina II is on her own side.”
“I understand,” Tenoko replied, “and I’ll do my best. What we really need though is a way to convince Katara to go up against her in a battle of wits. She’s a very smart kid.”
“Aye,” said Zakura, smirking, “that would be an interesting performance: a battle of The Two Masterminds.”
~Azula~
fun stuff. this is the 65th chapter of the series. this thing is HUGE.
oh, and there's an explicit version of this chapter, involving Ryuka and Ayumi, where Ryuka sees a more... seductive... side of Ayumi...
anyhoot, enjoy.
CHAPTER 65: THE TWO MASTERMINDS
Naturally Ayumi was chained down and heavily watched over. However, she made no resistance during any of this, and was laughing. Either she had been driven insane, or was playing a nasty game with The Avatar Guard. Whatever she was doing, they learned that The Order did not know what it was, for they sent word to Fire Lord Orzon and the rest of The Order telling of Ayumi’s capture, and they actually offered ransom for her release. Whatever Ayumi was doing, she was in it by herself. No one was able to figure her out.
“What in blazes does she think she’s doing,” Zhin exclaimed, as once she had caught word of it, even her tactical genius could not deduct what Ayumi was up to,
“Wouldn’t we all like to know,” said Orzon, who clearly seemed the most, bothered by this, as it was his wife that was taken.
Naturally, Ayumi refused to tell The Avatar Guard anything.
“What,” she said, laughing, “are you going to kill me; torture me? Perhaps kill or torture someone I love? I have no soul, remember?”
“You pull some amusing shenanigans, Ayumi,” said Tenoko, laughing, “But I have no idea what you’re planning with this one,”
“Which just proves that I’m one step ahead of all of you,” she said, laughing, “do what you want with me. You’ll never get the secret out.”
Most members of The Avatar Guard knew better than to try and challenge Ayumi, and so most of them just stayed away. However, there were two people who were willing to take the challenge. First was Ryuka. Ayumi was chained down onto some sort of large table so she was lying on her back looking up. She was completely calm, and seemed very relaxed, as if she could fall asleep if she wanted.
“Ah,” said Ayumi, smiling, “Ryuka is it?”
“Aye,” Ryuka replied, “you are quite the annoyance; you know that?”
“Aye,” Ayumi replied, “of course, this is coming from the man who does not even have a nationality.”
“What are you talking about,” Ryuka exclaimed,
“I spoke clearly,” Ayumi replied, “neither of your parents were benders; one was from the Earth Kingdom, the other from the Fire Nation. You were born on the seas, and since you’re not a bender, you technically have no nationality either.”
Ryuka said nothing at first. “What’s your point?” he asked,
“My point is,” said Ayumi “is that you’re inferior. Do you not see it clearly? Non-benders are always inferior.”
A series of strange events followed this moment, and summed up, Ayumi’s theory was proved, as she did a series of things that made him feel dizzy, for she was unchained between that time and the time she had 'defeated' Ryuka.
Nonetheless, she sealed her victory. She slid next to him and gently slid her shoes off, and removed the headpiece from her hair. She set them in Ryuka’s hands and grinned.
“Tokens of your defeat,” she said, smirking; she went towards a bed that was in a corner and laid down there, her back to Ryuka. The bed was nowhere near as nice as the ones she was used to, but apparently Ayumi was tougher than she looked. Nonetheless, Ryuka was through here. He placed Ayumi’s shoes on the floor next to her bed and put her headpiece on the nearby nightstand. He felt dizzy, and he too wanted to lie down.
“Dang, that woman’s a freak,” he muttered to himself, “for all I can see, she’s here just to drive us crazy.”
For the most part, he was right. This seemed to be Ayumi’s intention. They were not going to let her go, for if they did that she would become a dangerous opponent on the battlefield, but when they kept her cooped up, she drove them all crazy through various means, never causing any true harm. There was only one person left for the job—Katara Altina II—the young woman who was always a step ahead of everyone else.
“So what,” said Katara, stepping in to see Ayumi; she was still lying on the bed, her back to Katara; “are you just here to annoy us?”
“Aye, that about sums it up,” Ayumi replied, “it should have been obvious. I mean: did any of you honestly expect that I was going to bend to your wills once I was captured?”
“Of course not,” Katara replied, “and so naturally, either we can keep you here and let you try to annoy us, or we can set you free, make The Order happy, and meet you back on the battlefield.”
“So now do you see the double standard,” said Ayumi, still curled up comfortably, and she still had not looked at Katara,
“Aye,” Katara replied, sitting down, kicking her boots off and putting her bare feet on the table; she began fiddling with her fingerless gloves and the gold-colored braces she wore “you’re also trying to find information about The Avatar Guard while you’re here.”
“Hmm,” Ayumi remarked, rolling over and throwing her long, black hair behind her again, “you really are smarter than you look,”
“Of course, it’s not up to me to decide,” Katara shrugged, “I a neither against The Order nor for them. I serve a higher authority.”
“You would not join your family,” Ayumi asked, “after all of that searching you would abandon that quest simply for a higher cause?”
“Aye,” Katara replied, “my higher cause involved me finding my family as well. After all, even with all my grand schemes and always being one step ahead of the rest of the world, I’m still just a 15-year-old girl, and with emotions as unstable as mine, I had to satisfy my desire to see my family again, and so I did. I thought of everything, including an unstable teenage girl’s emotions.”
“And did you ever think of your fame,” Ayumi asked her, sitting up, “and where it came from? People knew you not only for your power, but also for the mystery surrounding you. Your name has a distinct reputation, Katara Altina II, as does mine. The reasons are the only difference.”
“You’re a cunning woman, Ayumi,” said Katara; her bangs covered her eyes, and she was not looking at what Ayumi was doing. Incidentally, all she was doing was getting her shoes back on, straightening her robe, and doing up her hair again.
“Where are you going,” Katara asked,
“Nowhere,” Ayumi replied, “I have nowhere to go. None of you will even let me out of this room for some fresh air, so I’m stuck here.”
“Alright then,” Katara shrugged, “whatever floats your boat.”
Eventually Ayumi was able to get out of the room, but no one let her near any of the exits of the base. They were harsh when dealing with her, but she made no resistance, and when they moved her, she just went with the flow. She seemed to bide her time just idly wandering around the place. It was ironic that the Fire Lady was the only one who was restricted in the area; nonetheless, Ayumi was not bothered at all by her captivity. In fact, she seemed accustomed to it.
Ayumi was bothersome to The Avatar Guard, but only because they could not figure out what she was doing, or why she found wandering around to be so entertaining. She never actually caused any harm. She only spoke when spoken to, and when she did, it was usually just the truthful answer to a suspicious question. The only one who did not seem bothered by her was Katara II, and she and Tenoko were not afraid to converse with Ayumi as if they were acquaintances instead of rivals.
“What is she doing,” Zakura asked Tenoko, “she’s clearly not innocent.”
“I never said she was, and believe it to be false as much as you do,” Tenoko replied, “she is likely just lonely and bored. She seems to like having someone to talk to.”
“So why do you and Katara give her what she wants,” she asked,
“Because Ayumi is an interesting woman to converse with,” Tenoko replied, “so trust me, Zak; do you really think that I would talk with her just to humor her? I’m on your side still. I only talk to her because it gives me something to do while we wait for The Order to complete their plans of trying to retake this base and likely liberate Ayumi.”
Ayumi was wandering by during this time, and she had stopped when she heard her name.
“Beat it,” said Zakura, “this is none of your business.”
“On the contrary,” Ayumi replied, “anything involving my name is my business. Also, being the Fire Lady also brings most Fire Nation affairs under the category of “my business”; am I right?”
“Normally you would be,” Zakura replied, “but here, you’re just another ordinary person. You have no authority here.”
“Alright then,” said Ayumi, looking upwards, “I can live with that.”
And with that, she simply walked off, still retaining her royal stride.
“She’s up to something, Tenoko,” Zakura warned, “surely you have noticed it by now—it’s undeniable.”
“Of course,” Tenoko replied, “but like you, I don’t know what it is. Ayumi Zhaoka is acting more normal than I thought was possible for her.”
“We need to find out what she’s up to,” said Zakura, “and I say this to you because you’re one of the two people she’ll talk to, and Katara Altina II is on her own side.”
“I understand,” Tenoko replied, “and I’ll do my best. What we really need though is a way to convince Katara to go up against her in a battle of wits. She’s a very smart kid.”
“Aye,” said Zakura, smirking, “that would be an interesting performance: a battle of The Two Masterminds.”
~Azula~
