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driftfleet2018-03-31 12:10 pm
actually112) wrote in driftfleet2018-03-31 12:10 pm
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Action - First Arena
Who: Aang and YOU
Broadcast: None
Action: Red Fish and Planet
When: Right as Aang arrives
Red Fish
[Well, this is definitely not the arena Aang just left. Did they keep him dead and bring him back for another arena?
He's not sure, but he's going to wait until he actually can ask someone he recognizes. In the meantime, this arena seems to have powers, so he's going to take advantage of it.
He grabs a bag--possibly stealing it from someone's room, though it doesn't occur to him that people are really living in individual, undefended rooms--and stuffs it full of any food he recognizes in the kitchen, then any medical supplies that he recognizes in the medical bay, which... is way more than he remembers being able to recognize before.
It takes him a bit before he feels the space behind his ear, discovering a brand new implant in his head.]
Oh come on!
[That's the third time they stuck something in his body without asking!]
Planetside
[Aang doesn't spend much time in the town. He loads up on food and proper desert clothing before heading out into the desert.
He wants to make his own shelter and not depend on what the Capitol has provided. Chances are, something terrible is going to happen to those houses. Once he feels comfortably far away from the town, he drops his bag on the ground and stretches his legs and arms, warming up.
Then he takes a deep breath, centering himself, and then starts blasting the ground with fire.
The sand begins to glow red. Aang manages the heat carefully, keeping it contained or shooting upwards, careful of hurting himself or any animals that may be lurking nearby. As the fire keeps burning, the sand starts melting, and Aang begins bending it with one hand, making it rise and twist into something resembling a cave.
And then he shuts off the fire, a glowing red rough glass shelter left behind. He wipes sweat from his brow and drops into the right posture to start bending the sand to mostly bury the glass, where it will be protected from the sun and camouflaged from other tributes.]
Broadcast: None
Action: Red Fish and Planet
When: Right as Aang arrives
Red Fish
[Well, this is definitely not the arena Aang just left. Did they keep him dead and bring him back for another arena?
He's not sure, but he's going to wait until he actually can ask someone he recognizes. In the meantime, this arena seems to have powers, so he's going to take advantage of it.
He grabs a bag--possibly stealing it from someone's room, though it doesn't occur to him that people are really living in individual, undefended rooms--and stuffs it full of any food he recognizes in the kitchen, then any medical supplies that he recognizes in the medical bay, which... is way more than he remembers being able to recognize before.
It takes him a bit before he feels the space behind his ear, discovering a brand new implant in his head.]
Oh come on!
[That's the third time they stuck something in his body without asking!]
Planetside
[Aang doesn't spend much time in the town. He loads up on food and proper desert clothing before heading out into the desert.
He wants to make his own shelter and not depend on what the Capitol has provided. Chances are, something terrible is going to happen to those houses. Once he feels comfortably far away from the town, he drops his bag on the ground and stretches his legs and arms, warming up.
Then he takes a deep breath, centering himself, and then starts blasting the ground with fire.
The sand begins to glow red. Aang manages the heat carefully, keeping it contained or shooting upwards, careful of hurting himself or any animals that may be lurking nearby. As the fire keeps burning, the sand starts melting, and Aang begins bending it with one hand, making it rise and twist into something resembling a cave.
And then he shuts off the fire, a glowing red rough glass shelter left behind. He wipes sweat from his brow and drops into the right posture to start bending the sand to mostly bury the glass, where it will be protected from the sun and camouflaged from other tributes.]
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[And that ideally means keeping one's chakras clear, though it's possible even when they're gunky.]
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[He's finding himself curious! This is all so fascinating!]
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[Maybe Aang should be more careful, but he enjoys showing off his powers. He slides back into a good bending pose before bending the sand. It swirls on the ground, flowing into the air in spirals until it's above both of them, making designs over their heads.]
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You have a truly wonderful gift. I like what it is you do with it.
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[It's nice to be able to bend again, especially for someone who appreciates it. Aang was always so excited to show it off before they took it away from him.]
Bending is pretty common where I'm from, but I don't think any other worlds have them.
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[He's really very amazed! He's even looking at the glass shelter again.]