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Katara of the Southern Water Tribe (k_waterbender) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-11-01 19:06:00

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complete, day 21, katara, toph bei fong, zuko

Day Twenty-One
Who: Katara, Toph Bei Fong, and Zuko
When: Day 21 ; Late Morning
What: Confronting Zuko once again
Where: Building E first, then to the meadow
Rating: PG-13
Status: Complete

Katara had been so upset and so bone weary the day before that she’d gone straight to her room to do some relaxing yoga positions before sleeping. She didn’t even eat dinner that night, and she definitely hadn’t gone to Toph with the information she learned about Zuko’s sudden loss of memory. She figured it could wait until she could better collect her thoughts.

She had dreamed about the confrontation between herself and Zuko over and over in a loop in her mind. Each time it was a little more distressed, a little more desperate, a little more insane. Sometimes his fire blast had singed her hair, and sometimes the candles exploded around her, burning her flesh. Other times she had to freeze him to the wall, and still others her voice would suddenly become high pitched and difficult to understand. Other times it all seemed to move in super slow motion, and she felt heavy like she was trying to walk through mud. The entire thing was so absurd that she could completely understand Zuko’s unwillingness to believe her, even if she knew she was right. He thought he was right, too, after all.

Katara didn’t awaken until mid-morning, and the waterbender was still upset about the entire ordeal when she regained consciousness. She went through some relaxing exercises, and they helped to calm her. By late morning, she knew Toph would be waking soon, so she bathed and dressed in her Water Tribe battle attire. She had taken to wearing this ever since the kidnappings occurred, and she wasn’t about to let her guard down, especially not now. She was also sure to strap two full water skins to her back as well before she left her room to cross the hall to Toph’s door. Her fists rapped upon the wood, and she waited for her earthbender friend to answer.

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fire_lord_zuko
2008-11-02 01:33 am UTC (link)

"My advisors know what to do while I'm gone, Mai, I trust them..." Zuko said, taking a step forward.

"You shouldn't!" Mai said, backing up as he tried to close the distance between them. "Zuko, some of these people worked under your father for years, do you really think all of them have your best interests in mind? And what about me..."

"She's my MOTHER, Mai. She sacrificed everything-"

"And I'm your girlfriend, the one who stood by you, if you've forgotten, even when it meant getting thrown into prison while you ran around with the Avatar!" Zuko could see the tears slightly brimming in Mai's eyes, but she turned around, too proud to actually let even the Fire Lord think that he'd somehow broken through the wall of emotion that she kept around herself, when she'd not wanted him to. "I'm tired of coming in second to someone who abandoned you!"

Zuko's eyes widened, and he turned around to grab his satchel, gripping it so hard his knuckles turned white. He could hear Mai turn around and look at him. Both of them knew that she'd gone too far with her last comment, and he heard her finally take a step towards him, trying to close the distance between them. He could feel her fingertips brush past his hair as she reached for his shoulder.

"Get out." Zuko said icily. "Now."

There was a pause, and he thought perhaps he heard a faint sniffle as Mai took a step away from him.

"Whatever." Came her cold reply, and a moment later his door slammed shut, leaving him alone in the dark.

Zuko woke up with tears brimming in his eyes, and he rolled over slowly, staring at the iron wall next to his bed. It'd been a dream... a silly dream that was caused by the Water bender girl telling him fanciful tales about a future that wasn't real. Something that the Avatar wanted him to believe, so that he wouldn't fight, wouldn't avenge his uncle until it was too late. As he sat there in the dark, staring at the iron walls, he tried to convince himself that it had been nothing more than a dream. But as he thought on it, another thought came into his mind, one that was more terrible and frightening than he really wanted to consider at the moment, and he did his best to try to banish it from his mind...

What if Katara was right, and that was the life in his dream was the life he was going to have to go back to?

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