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” — of course I do, that’s why I asked.
So if you’re not a spirit to yourself, then
what am I to you?”
It was a calm evening at a secluded strip of beach. It was just outside of the Fire Nation Capitol – surprisingly close, and surprisingly empty. The beach wasn’t large though, and it was rather difficult to get to. It was surrounded with thick foliage
There was one lone figure standing at the shore, the water lapping at their feet. Sitting at the base of a tree was a sturdy but expensive looking bag. The woman by the water was moving with each wave, her hands pushing and pulling. She was wearing a simple, fitting black and red outfit – a sleeveless shirt and some capris, her calves and feet bare. Her brown-black hair was pinned up in a large bun atop her head.
She pulled the waves further and further until the waves came up to her knees. Once she was that deep, she began to pull some water up and lead it around her in a thin stream. Her stance was unlike any waterbending forms, and more mirrored some firebending moves. But she had adjusted it to work with water as best she could…
Quiet and focused, the woman continued to go through her moves and practice with the water. She wasn’t horribly talented, but she wasn’t necessarily bad.
She certainly didn’t look like she was from the Water Tribes. Her clothes, skin, and hair all pointed to Fire Nation, not to mention her stances. But the girl was clearly waterbending. Needless to say, it was a bit of an odd sight, especially so close to the Capitol.
He was taking a break from the urban city life, a stroll around the the edge of the Fire Nation Capitol, one that was not a civilized harbor or a steep cliff. He, on the other hand, never knew of this place, and found it surprisingly serene. It was not Ember Island, but at least the horizon was not blocked by towering red buildings here, either.
The flow of its waters was almost rhythmic, a somehow amazing lull as he walks himself down the beach, eyes never leaving the line of water that soaks the sands every time it attempts to crawl upon them.
But consciousness and intuition crawls in him to be of caution, a sense that something is not natural upon these shores. He only had to lift his head to find his answer.
”You!” He speaks, almost pulling himself into a fighting stance. Not only was the woman a waterbender, she was a waterbender in a secluded area. He’s heard of people infiltrating the Capitol, especially with the war just barely over. “What are you doing here?”
mako i’d like to point it out to you
you are gelling your hair
you are going to bed soon
why are you gelling your hair before going to bed
I have a big confession to make. My cravings to roleplay as a Dai Li agent has been going on for at least a year, quite shortly after a good friend had deactivated her Dai Li blog. She’s kind of not around Tumblr
and I forgot which username is her Skype, so I can’t really ask if I could continue her legacy and revive her OC. And even then, and there’s also this thing about me handling multiple muses so I worry a little about his coming to be.
But still, it remains fact that I’m a sucker for wanting to roleplay background characters, as in really super seriously background to the point nobody ever even thinks of roleplaying them. ( And there’s Kelda too, game character. I still don’t have the heart to delete her, though. I just got started on her development despite my hiatus on her. )
But still. Dai Li. Me want.
why is nobody talking about that one time bolin foreshadowed meeting his grandmother
it’s the most hilarious foreshadowing i’ve ever seen, too =n=
okay so im on a rewatching marathon of season 3 korra and you know how there’s a grumpy hedgehog in the first episode right
and kertos gave ostara a cactus, and she named it ‘hedgehog’ in irish
and now we have a hedgehog living among vines with leaves as its tail and it’s ‘not from this world’ either
i bet this is their spirit-love-child taking after kertos’ grumpiness
i love how no one messes with avatar the last airbender. there are people who are like, wow you watch doctor who? fucking nerd. you watch anime? gosh you’re such a weirdo. you watch avatar the last airbender? oh man you know that’s pretty cool so um what kind of bender would you be omg isn’t toph badass and don’t get me started on appa
zuko sitting ominously on the throne, surrounded by flames and being overall intimidating. the first words out of his mouth are “so i heard you called my daughter four-eyes”.
"Miles and miles in my bare feet,
Still can’t lay me down to sleep.
If I die before I wake.
I know the Lord my soul won’t take~.”
It is funny, how the voice one uses to sing can be completely different from the voice that one uses to talk. A subtle difference when one watches the other switch the cassette in their player, but made completely unrecognizable when he was not looking.
” — woah. Warn a guy, Ossie.” He muttered, lips pulled to a side in an attempt to frown, but his eyes betrayed a sort of quiet wonder towards his friend.
Operation Yashima is a proposed operation in which all electricity generated in the Fire Nation is routed to the main island to power its electrical grid, to be used in case of attack on the capital. The backbone of this proposed operation is a network of technologically advanced railguns, capable of launching ten pound shells at speeds approaching 6,000 feet per second. At such velocities and the range they bring, even the highest aircraft and the heaviest battleships can be gutted with a few hits, inflicting serious damage on an attacking force before they are able to reply with weapons of their own, which may be outranged by up to ten times. Most industrialized nations would struggle to generate the power needed to accelerate the dozens of railguns assigned to defend the capital, but thousands of firebenders capable of generating lightning live in the Fire Nation, and their net output is sufficient to power the capital’s defense grid indefinitely.