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Katara of the Southern Water Tribe (k_waterbender) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-29 15:52:00

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complete, day 13, katara, vincent valentine

Day Thirteen
Who: Katara and Vincent Valentine
What: Food Consumption and Dancing
Where: The Restaurant to start
When: Day 13 ; Evening
Rating: PG-13
Status: Complete

After a morning of self training with a staff, and an uncomfortable afternoon with a man who gave her the creeps, Katara was finally able to relax… a bit. Her nerves were still buzzing uncomfortably around her lithe figure, making her nervous, whenever she thought of Vincent.

As evening drew closer, Katara decided she wanted to dress nicer than usual. She didn’t expect her evening to consist of anything pressing. That was probably why Katara chose to dress in robes rather than her usual Water Tribe attire. She hadn’t really been thinking about what she was going to wear, but she figured she wouldn’t be doing anything that required a lot of mobility. Therefore, the waterbender figured she could wear something that wouldn’t aid in movement. After a quick bath to wash away that day’s dirt and dust and sweat, she dressed.

First she wrapped a simple, light red robe around her person. Then she slipped her arms through the quarter length sleeves of the outer robe that billowed out only by a couple of inches, and wrapped the light fabric around herself. It extended to the floor, though it barely dragged against it. There were slits up the sides to her mid-thigh that revealed the under robe. Upon her feet she wore a pair of sandals that looked nice with the deep red of the fabric and the lighter red of the trim. Around trim, flowing designs were embroidered in black. About her throat she wore a golden chain. Her hair was styled half up into a bun, clasping it with a red and golden clip, while two loops of hair were attached to that, and the rest of her hair flowed over her shoulders and down her back.

Once the sun had set she sought out a golem to direct her to wherever Vincent might be. They moved silently, unspeaking over the grounds. Katara was led through the trees at a quicker rate than her eyes could adjust to the sudden shadows, and she had to hold her robe up to keep from slipping on it. The moonlight shone through the trees to light the way, but the deeper into the forest they went, the thicker the trees became, and the shadows darkened. The golem moved at a swift pace, never really allowing for a moment’s pause so she could adjust to the dim lighting. Somehow, though, Katara felt herself grow more anxious, as if she knew they were near to Vincent.

Eventually, the trees began to thin again so she could finally see a bit. As soon as Katara caught sight of Vincent, the golem departed. She knew he saw her, too. The trees were thinner here, but, for what reason, had yet to be discernable. All she knew was that the moonlight filtered through the trees, casting eerie shadows over them both, but she wasn’t afraid. There was nothing to fear while he was around. Except your reactions… The waterbender thought. She swallowed. She did feel a bit nervous, and her belly filled with dragonflies that flew around, knocking uncomfortably against her organs. She walked toward him until she was only a few feet away, and his crimson eyes were visible to her silver optics.

“Ha-have you eaten at all today?” Katara asked, her brows creased in question. As far as she knew, he rarely ate anything, and she’d never seen him eat- even when she’d cooked for him. A not-wholly-unpleasant shiver wound its way up her spine at the thought of what actually had happened that night, but she stuffed it down. He would deteriorate away into nothing if he didn’t eat, and she’d promised him that first night they’d met that she wouldn’t allow that to happen. “Come eat something with me. The food here is really good.” She extended her hand toward him, motioning for him to go with her. It sounded like an offer, but she didn’t intend to take ‘no’ for an answer.

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k_waterbender
2008-08-30 02:22 am UTC (link)

Katara only smiled and shook her head. “I don’t know about cream, but, actually, milk is a liquid, and therefore only slightly more effective than water because it happens to be thicker. Bread is actually the best thing for easing the burn of spicy food. Rice is second to my knowledge.” Her brother had done a study over this a year or so ago, and she’d helped him a little. He’d shared the results with her. She wasn’t trying to show up Vincent by any means. The waterbender simply had knowledge on something, and she had fun sharing it with him. There was also a minute competitive edge to it that made it a little more interesting.

The waterbender watched him as he tried to explain to her what a gun was, but it was difficult to imagine. Then again, Sokka had a sword once that could cut through metal, and water could cut through anything if the right amount of effort were put into it. Arrows could do the same thing, but those weren’t made of metal. Tiny pieces of metal seemed unlikely objects for piercing through stone. “Could you show me some time? I don’t think I’ll ever really understand it until I see one.” Katara admitted.

Her eyes widened as he divulged that he had been an assassin. The only assassin she’d ever known about was Combustion Man. He’d been hired by Zuko to kill Aang, but he had developed a new technique to firebending: blowing things up with his mind. The large man had had a metal arm and a metal leg. Now that she thought about it, they sort of reminded her of Vincent’s metal apparel that he wore, but they were too different for her to truly compare the two. The idea that Vincent had once been an assassin seemed almost ludicrous to Katara, though. All she’d known of him had been kindness and sorrow- save for the initial meeting with the beast aspect of him. “You’re not a Turk any more, though. I mean… that was before all of this… No one is allowed to kill here, so that was all part of your past.” The words were spoken partially to convince herself. After all, killing wasn’t exactly a hobby of hers, and she didn’t approve of it.

Then again, there was always the possibility that she had indeed killed without knowing it, and there was also the fact that she had definitely physically harmed people to the point where they couldn’t fight back. Those thoughts weighed heavily on Katara. She did try to keep herself from hurting someone as much as she knew she could, but it was unavoidable sometimes. She remembered when she thought she might have drowned Tai Lee in that sludge from the drill that tried to break through the outer wall of Ba Sing Se. She hadn’t even felt bad about it at first, but later it ate at her a little, but she hadn’t shown it outwardly, and she didn’t have too long to wait until she had to face the girl again. To think they were sort of friends now was actually quite amusing when one thought of how they’d gone up against one another before.

Katara was relieved when their food came. It gave her something else to think about other than wondering how many people Vincent and her had probably killed or seriously hurt collectively. Using her chopsticks, she lifted a pile of steamed rice and chicken curry to her lips, blowing on the steamy mixture before taking the bite.

He was right. The food was quite spicy. She hadn’t really eaten very much food that contained a spicy quality to it since she’d arrived, but she’d eaten plenty just before she was sucked into the Planet. Still, this was hot, but it was also delicious. She took a couple more bites of rice even as he lifted his glass to her. The waterbender caught the humor of it, the joking spite. “This is very good. I’m glad I took your advice.” She said with a small smile before taking a sip of her tea.

So he was an assassin in his world. What did that matter now in a world where they couldn’t kill? She was getting to know him, not his job title. Katara would simply try her best not to allow what he’d done before bother her.

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