Philosophy and Beauty and Truth

The White Lotus opens wide to those who know her secrets... [[An independant Avatar RP blog, where I play all members of the Order of the White Lotus, though I'll just say up front that I like Jeong Jeong the best.]]

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Holding Together: The Southern Air Temple

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Aang tightened his fists tighter still, the wind surrounding him and gathering around him forming a sphere around him whipping the nearby leaves ripping them from the trees and starting to pull up the rocks surrounding them on gravel path causing them to act as projectiles embedding themselves in trees and narrowly missing the people nearby.

[sokkathewise-blog]

“Yeah, and you ash breathers are the whole reason for that!” Sokka snapped back, his low position keeping him for feeling just how strong the winds were whipping—until it was too late. A flying piece of gravel flung the boomerang from Sokka’s hand. As Katara neared, he rose up enough to drag her down to the floor with himself. The warrior drew his club, using it to shield his and his sister’s faces.

“A-Aang, calm down! You’re gonna kill us all!”

[grandlotuses]

Chey scrambled behind a boulder, though the spinning nature of air meant that rocks whipped around his cover and struck him repeatedly, and he let out a shout of pain when a loose stone cracked his bottom rib.

Jeong Jeong was taken aback at the sight of the enraged Avatar, and ducked inside the door of the temple, which kept the worst away from him.  Was the boy going to enter the Avatar State because of Chey’s foolishness?

[tidescommand]

“Aang!” Katara cried out again, slowly pushing against the rush of wind in an attempt to approach the upset boy. However, a tug at the arm brought her down and Sokka was bracing her against the ground behind his club. She could not approach; it was far too dangerous with all the debris, but she prayed her voice, at least, could reach him.

“I know what you’re going through right now! I know how hard it is to lose the people you love! We both do! You feel so hurt and angry and alone, but you’re not! You have us! Sokka and I, we’re your family, now! We care about you, and we want you to be okay! Please, Aang!”

[azulatherunaway-blog]

Azula couldn’t meditate over the rush of the wind.  It was so loud and so powerful, not to mention the sounds of rocks and debris hitting the walls as well.  She got up again and started to hurry outside, concerned about what was going on, concerned about her father.  When she saw he’d remained inside, she looked up at him with a concerned expression, then peeked past the doorframe to see what could be seen from their protected place.  ”What’s going on, Father?  Are we under attack?  I thought they were peaceful…”

[grandlotuses]

Jeong Jeong knuckles were white as he gripped the wall for fear of the Avatar's whirlwind, and waved for her to stay close the the ancient wall.  "The Avatar knows what happened to his people; he might enter the Avatar State now!"  He was furious with Chey, but when he heard the former Captain and many others cries of pain and shattering stones, he could only feel a terrible fear.  Fear for his daughter, and what the arrival of the Avatar meant for the new inhabitants of the old temple.

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Holding Together: The Southern Air Temple

[tidescommand]

Chey put his hands up at the stance Aang maintained, desperately trying to caution him.  ”Easy there buddy.  It’s just that no one’s seen a living airbender in a hundred years, so we didn’t think anyone would mind.”  He just had to specify living, didn’t he, implying that people have seen plenty of dead airbenders.  He still didn’t seem to grasp that he was dealing with the Avatar, and excitable child who wielded incredible power when upset.

Upon hearing Chey talk about the death of all of the Airbenders Aang’s hands curled into fists, his knuckles going white, his finger nails digging into his palms. Aang stood, his head bowed low, as he did so the wind surrounding them started to blow harder, the wind now blowing leaves and small rocks along the path causing the door to tap against the other. 

Katara stiffened, her eyes immediately moving in Aang’s direction. Chey had just tactlessly confirmed what she and Sokka had gently been trying to say. The airbenders really were gone. Not even just gone. He had suggested to Aang they were dead. 

She expected a reaction, most certainly an upset one, but nothing like this.

The young waterbender held onto her brother tighter, her feet trying to dig into the floor so the wind wouldn’t blow them back. “Aang!” She tried to call over the rush of wind. 

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Aang tightened his fists tighter still, the wind surrounding him and gathering around him forming a sphere around him whipping the nearby leaves ripping them from the trees and starting to pull up the rocks surrounding them on gravel path causing them to act as projectiles embedding themselves in trees and narrowly missing the people nearby.

[sokkathewise-blog]

“Yeah, and you ash breathers are the whole reason for that!” Sokka snapped back, his low position keeping him for feeling just how strong the winds were whipping—until it was too late. A flying piece of gravel flung the boomerang from Sokka’s hand. As Katara neared, he rose up enough to drag her down to the floor with himself. The warrior drew his club, using it to shield his and his sister’s faces.

“A-Aang, calm down! You’re gonna kill us all!”

[grandlotuses]

Chey scrambled behind a boulder, though the spinning nature of air meant that rocks whipped around his cover and struck him repeatedly, and he let out a shout of pain when a loose stone cracked his bottom rib.

Jeong Jeong was taken aback at the sight of the enraged Avatar, and ducked inside the door of the temple, which kept the worst away from him.  Was the boy going to enter the Avatar State because of Chey's foolishness?

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Holding Together: The Southern Air Temple

[azulatherunaway-blog]

Azula nodded her head.  ”I had a feeling it was.  But I have no idea how that’s even possible.  Should we throw him out?  He’s only going to bring trouble,” she said seriously.  The whole matter had her terrified, though she controlled her emotions to the point that they barely showed.  The only sign of her worry at all was how the candle flames slowly started going blue.

[grandlotuses]

Noticing the sudden blue light creeping from the candles, Jeong Jeong turned around, sliding the board back over the window to make the blue fire all the clearer.  The unnatural pale light was eerie and unsettling, and he wanted to emphasize the dangers of excessive control.  ”I’m going to have to talk with that idiot, Chey.”  He turned back to her, a slight smile on his face, amused with memories of the second deserter’s antics.  He put a hand on his adopted daughter’s shoulder, and looked up at the icon that covered the wall of the cell.  She was so serene and peaceful, and yet, she was the most powerful firebender in the world for nearly a hundred and twenty years.  He shook his head with uncertainty.  ”He’ll have to learn firebending soon, or the war will be lost.”  

[azulatherunaway-blog]

She nodded her head.  ”Let the war be his problem, father, not ours,” she asked nervously, trying to manage a smile for him.  Nonetheless, she followed her father’s eyes to the image of Avatar Yangchen and nodded obediently.  While Jeong Jeong spoke to the Avatar, she needed to work more on her meditation.  She returned to her seat in front of the image and tried to clear her mind.  She had a better go of it, for speaking to her father.

[grandlotuses]

“This is the Avatar’s old home; if he wishes to receive instruction, I have no choice but to give it to him.”  He left his daughter alone to meditate as he deliberately stepped down the winding staircase to the temple’s ground floor, shouting for all the other new residents of the temple to come with him.  That idiot Chey was going to put them all in danger somehow if his tongue ran on unimpeded, especially in the presence of an excitable airbending child.

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Even once he was joined by his friends Aang maintained his stance waiting for this stranger to give him any reason to blast him out of his home. Aang stood facing Chey ” What gives you the right to break in here, even after all of this time” he shouted realizing that he finally did believe Sokka and Katara. He felt his head pounding with anger, he took a deep breath trying to release his anger, like the air bending masters taught him, he carried on looking at Chey waiting for an answer.

[grandlotuses]

Chey put his hands up at the stance Aang maintained, desperately trying to caution him.  ”Easy there buddy.  It’s just that no one’s seen a living airbender in a hundred years, so we didn’t think anyone would mind.”  He just had to specify living, didn’t he, implying that people have seen plenty of dead airbenders.  He still didn’t seem to grasp that he was dealing with the Avatar, and excitable child who wielded incredible power when upset.

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Holding Together: The Southern Air Temple

[azulatherunaway-blog]

Azula nodded her head.  ”I had a feeling it was.  But I have no idea how that’s even possible.  Should we throw him out?  He’s only going to bring trouble,” she said seriously.  The whole matter had her terrified, though she controlled her emotions to the point that they barely showed.  The only sign of her worry at all was how the candle flames slowly started going blue.

[grandlotuses]

Noticing the sudden blue light creeping from the candles, Jeong Jeong turned around, sliding the board back over the window to make the blue fire all the clearer.  The unnatural pale light was eerie and unsettling, and he wanted to emphasize the dangers of excessive control.  ”I’m going to have to talk with that idiot, Chey.”  He turned back to her, a slight smile on his face, amused with memories of the second deserter’s antics.  He put a hand on his adopted daughter’s shoulder, and looked up at the icon that covered the wall of the cell.  She was so serene and peaceful, and yet, she was the most powerful firebender in the world for nearly a hundred and twenty years.  He shook his head with uncertainty.  ”He’ll have to learn firebending soon, or the war will be lost.”  

[azulatherunaway-blog]

She nodded her head.  ”Let the war be his problem, father, not ours,” she asked nervously, trying to manage a smile for him.  Nonetheless, she followed her father’s eyes to the image of Avatar Yangchen and nodded obediently.  While Jeong Jeong spoke to the Avatar, she needed to work more on her meditation.  She returned to her seat in front of the image and tried to clear her mind.  She had a better go of it, for speaking to her father.

[grandlotuses]

"This is the Avatar's old home; if he wishes to receive instruction, I have no choice but to give it to him."  He left his daughter alone to meditate as he deliberately stepped down the winding staircase to the temple's ground floor, shouting for all the other new residents of the temple to come with him.  That idiot Chey was going to put them all in danger somehow if his tongue ran on unimpeded, especially in the presence of an excitable airbending child.

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Holding Together: The Southern Air Temple

[sokkathewise-blog]

Aang’s loud sighting of the lemur startled Sokka enough to make him lose his balance entirely, causing the warrior to drop straight down on the pole between his legs. The pain had Sokka’s eyes almost rolling into the back of his head, as he tilted to the side, and fell down between the poles.

After considerable effort to get him out, Sokka laid across the ground, groaning. ”I hate this place…” His head turned to the side, catching sight of Chey and Aang. The warrior sprang to his…belly, army-crawling his way at a surprisingly fast pace toward the pair.

“A-Aang, get away from him! He’s Fire Nation, he’s gotta be!” Sokka shouted, waving his boomerang as threateningly as he could from the ground.

[grandlotuses]

Chey reached out a hand for the squirming Water Tribesman.  ”Was; I served under Admiral Jeong Jeong in the Navy, and … still do, sort of.  The man’s a myth, a living legend, but he’s real, man.  Jeong Jeong the Deserter.  He’s a great man; I’m a little man.  Like, you’ll tell him good morning, and he wont even notice you until an hour later, and he’ll put you in a corner and say “Did you that ‘if’ is the middle word in ‘life’?”  Chey was rambling again, as he was apt to do, running his mouth on the virtues of the man in the high tower, the hermit who left the madness behind, except what he carried with him.  Everything about the firebending master made Chey’s head spin, and when that happened, he could no longer control his mouth.  ”But I’m getting ahead of myself; my name’s Chey.”

[tidescommand]

“Huh? Aang!” Katara called when the easily distracted airbender took off after what was apparently a lemur. What was it doing in such a seemingly empty Air Temple? The waterbender was about to run off after him, until Sokka’s far-less-than-graceful tumble demanded more attention. She winced and approached him. “Are you okay?”

He ignored her and crawled passed her and she was about to lecture him but the stranger caught her notice as well. Okay, apparently this place wasn’t empty. Still, the man definitely didn’t look like an airbender. A refugee? Or, was he really Fire Nation like Sokka was accusing? 

Honestly, based on his ramblings, she couldn’t exactly tell. Still, he was being friendly, and she doubted any real Fire Nation soldier would bother being that. She reached down and carefully tried to help Sokka to his feet, an arm around his waist for support. Her still-somewhat-suspicious eyes watched the man. “Um, hi, Chey.” 

The part about Jeong Jeong caught the girl’s attention and she blinked. “Wait, The Deserter? Do you mean he…deserted the Fire Nation?” Was that even possible?

[grandlotuses]

“Oh yeah he did!  Jeong Jeong is the first person to ever desert the Navy and live.  I’m the second, but you don’t get to be a legend for that.  That’s play though.  Jeong Jeong is a firebending genius; some say he’s mad, but he’s not: he’s Enlightened.  They say he sees spirits sometimes, talks to them, especially in a sacred place like this.”  Chey turned and gestured for them to enter the temple.  ”There are others besides us two though.  Lin Yi, you there?”  The hiding man answered Chey with an annoyed rocks to the head.  ”It’a right this way.”

[azulatherunaway-blog]

Golden eyes watched out of the window in the temple, but when Jeong Jeong shut it, she returned to her seat beside him, turning her attention to the image as well and trying to meditate.  She couldn’t still her mind enough for it yet, and she sighed.  ”Father…after all this time, an airbender?”  She’d seen the boy as well, and it made her deeply nervous.  ”This is exactly what we don’t need…”

[grandlotuses]

After a moment at the past Avatar’s feet, Jeong Jeong reclined onto his knees, heaving a sigh made ragged with the passage of time.  He’d have to step up her meditation regimen, if she couldn’t concentrate for more than a few minutes.  ”…The Avatar, Azula.”  He rolled back onto his feet and pulled the board away from the window, the boy’s posture telling him everything.  ”He hasn’t mastered water and earth yet, and I fear that fool wants me to show him fire.”  The candles grew slightly at the word and his face fell.  Air only fueled flames, and without proper control, this Avatar would be incredibly dangerous.  Not to mention what his reaction might be if he hadn’t already found out about his people’s fate.

[azulatherunaway-blog]

Azula nodded her head.  ”I had a feeling it was.  But I have no idea how that’s even possible.  Should we throw him out?  He’s only going to bring trouble,” she said seriously.  The whole matter had her terrified, though she controlled her emotions to the point that they barely showed.  The only sign of her worry at all was how the candle flames slowly started going blue.

[grandlotuses]

Noticing the sudden blue light creeping from the candles, Jeong Jeong turned around, sliding the board back over the window to make the blue fire all the clearer.  The unnatural pale light was eerie and unsettling, and he wanted to emphasize the dangers of excessive control.  ”I’m going to have to talk with that idiot, Chey.”  He turned back to her, a slight smile on his face, amused with memories of the second deserter’s antics.  He put a hand on his adopted daughter’s shoulder, and looked up at the icon that covered the wall of the cell.  She was so serene and peaceful, and yet, she was the most powerful firebender in the world for nearly a hundred and twenty years.  He shook his head with uncertainty.  ”He’ll have to learn firebending soon, or the war will be lost.”  

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Holding Together: The Southern Air Temple

[sokkathewise-blog]

Aang’s loud sighting of the lemur startled Sokka enough to make him lose his balance entirely, causing the warrior to drop straight down on the pole between his legs. The pain had Sokka’s eyes almost rolling into the back of his head, as he tilted to the side, and fell down between the poles.

After considerable effort to get him out, Sokka laid across the ground, groaning. ”I hate this place…” His head turned to the side, catching sight of Chey and Aang. The warrior sprang to his…belly, army-crawling his way at a surprisingly fast pace toward the pair.

“A-Aang, get away from him! He’s Fire Nation, he’s gotta be!” Sokka shouted, waving his boomerang as threateningly as he could from the ground.

[grandlotuses]

Chey reached out a hand for the squirming Water Tribesman.  ”Was; I served under Admiral Jeong Jeong in the Navy, and … still do, sort of.  The man’s a myth, a living legend, but he’s real, man.  Jeong Jeong the Deserter.  He’s a great man; I’m a little man.  Like, you’ll tell him good morning, and he wont even notice you until an hour later, and he’ll put you in a corner and say “Did you that ‘if’ is the middle word in ‘life’?”  Chey was rambling again, as he was apt to do, running his mouth on the virtues of the man in the high tower, the hermit who left the madness behind, except what he carried with him.  Everything about the firebending master made Chey’s head spin, and when that happened, he could no longer control his mouth.  ”But I’m getting ahead of myself; my name’s Chey.”

[tidescommand]

“Huh? Aang!” Katara called when the easily distracted airbender took off after what was apparently a lemur. What was it doing in such a seemingly empty Air Temple? The waterbender was about to run off after him, until Sokka’s far-less-than-graceful tumble demanded more attention. She winced and approached him. “Are you okay?”

He ignored her and crawled passed her and she was about to lecture him but the stranger caught her notice as well. Okay, apparently this place wasn’t empty. Still, the man definitely didn’t look like an airbender. A refugee? Or, was he really Fire Nation like Sokka was accusing? 

Honestly, based on his ramblings, she couldn’t exactly tell. Still, he was being friendly, and she doubted any real Fire Nation soldier would bother being that. She reached down and carefully tried to help Sokka to his feet, an arm around his waist for support. Her still-somewhat-suspicious eyes watched the man. “Um, hi, Chey.” 

The part about Jeong Jeong caught the girl’s attention and she blinked. “Wait, The Deserter? Do you mean he…deserted the Fire Nation?” Was that even possible?

[grandlotuses]

“Oh yeah he did!  Jeong Jeong is the first person to ever desert the Navy and live.  I’m the second, but you don’t get to be a legend for that.  That’s play though.  Jeong Jeong is a firebending genius; some say he’s mad, but he’s not: he’s Enlightened.  They say he sees spirits sometimes, talks to them, especially in a sacred place like this.”  Chey turned and gestured for them to enter the temple.  ”There are others besides us two though.  Lin Yi, you there?”  The hiding man answered Chey with an annoyed rocks to the head.  ”It’a right this way.”

[azulatherunaway-blog]

Golden eyes watched out of the window in the temple, but when Jeong Jeong shut it, she returned to her seat beside him, turning her attention to the image as well and trying to meditate.  She couldn’t still her mind enough for it yet, and she sighed.  ”Father…after all this time, an airbender?”  She’d seen the boy as well, and it made her deeply nervous.  ”This is exactly what we don’t need…”

[grandlotuses]

After a moment at the past Avatar's feet, Jeong Jeong reclined onto his knees, heaving a sigh made ragged with the passage of time.  He'd have to step up her meditation regimen, if she couldn't concentrate for more than a few minutes.  "...The Avatar, Azula."  He rolled back onto his feet and pulled the board away from the window, the boy's posture telling him everything.  "He hasn't mastered water and earth yet, and I fear that fool wants me to show him fire."  The candles grew slightly at the word and his face fell.  Air only fueled flames, and without proper control, this Avatar would be incredibly dangerous.  Not to mention what his reaction might be if he hadn't already found out about his people's fate.

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Holding Together: The Southern Air Temple

[thewhitegloveddemon]

grandlotuses:

[sokkathewise-blog]

Aang was closing in on the lemur, which was heading towards the tall locked double doors, as they closed in the lemur lept between the doors. What Aang thought upon seeing the doors now open, he slowed to a stop where he heard a voice Hey. Aang spun to the source of the voice, thinking it was another airbender, but the person who met his eyes was far from an air bender, Aang took a bending stance “Who are you and what are you doing here”.

Chey stood straight up and put his palms out in surrender.  He had seen the icons of monks making tornados, and wasn’t going to risk provoking the airbender in front of him, already cursing his stupidity at surprising him.  ”Whoa there, I’m a friend.  My name’s Chey, and I’m kinda hiding from the Fire Nation.”  Jeong Jeon’s going to be so mad at me; what if they’re spies?  “As I think you are,” he said, gesturing towards his robes and arrows.

Jeong Jeong peered down towards the temple’s doors from the cell he had taken up residence in, gritting his teeth at Chey’s idly loud voice ringing across the stone structure.  His eyes widened when he saw the robes the youngest one was wearing.  If he really was an airbender, he would have to be the Avatar.  He narrowed his eyes again, noticing the way the boy walked; he didn’t flow like water, nor did his footsteps have the weight of a master earthbender.  The hermit turned his gaze from the window, sliding the board back over the only source of light and pressing his forehead to the floor in front of the icon of Avatar Yangchen illuminated by candlelight.  

Aang’s loud sighting of the lemur startled Sokka enough to make him lose his balance entirely, causing the warrior to drop straight down on the pole between his legs. The pain had Sokka’s eyes almost rolling into the back of his head, as he tilted to the side, and fell down between the poles.

After considerable effort to get him out, Sokka laid across the ground, groaning. ”I hate this place…” His head turned to the side, catching sight of Chey and Aang. The warrior sprang to his…belly, army-crawling his way at a surprisingly fast pace toward the pair.

“A-Aang, get away from him! He’s Fire Nation, he’s gotta be!” Sokka shouted, waving his boomerang as threateningly as he could from the ground.

[grandlotuses]

Chey reached out a hand for the squirming Water Tribesman.  ”Was; I served under Admiral Jeong Jeong in the Navy, and … still do, sort of.  The man’s a myth, a living legend, but he’s real, man.  Jeong Jeong the Deserter.  He’s a great man; I’m a little man.  Like, you’ll tell him good morning, and he wont even notice you until an hour later, and he’ll put you in a corner and say “Did you that ‘if’ is the middle word in ‘life’?”  Chey was rambling again, as he was apt to do, running his mouth on the virtues of the man in the high tower, the hermit who left the madness behind, except what he carried with him.  Everything about the firebending master made Chey’s head spin, and when that happened, he could no longer control his mouth.  ”But I’m getting ahead of myself; my name’s Chey.”

[tidescommand]

“Huh? Aang!” Katara called when the easily distracted airbender took off after what was apparently a lemur. What was it doing in such a seemingly empty Air Temple? The waterbender was about to run off after him, until Sokka’s far-less-than-graceful tumble demanded more attention. She winced and approached him. “Are you okay?”

He ignored her and crawled passed her and she was about to lecture him but the stranger caught her notice as well. Okay, apparently this place wasn’t empty. Still, the man definitely didn’t look like an airbender. A refugee? Or, was he really Fire Nation like Sokka was accusing? 

Honestly, based on his ramblings, she couldn’t exactly tell. Still, he was being friendly, and she doubted any real Fire Nation soldier would bother being that. She reached down and carefully tried to help Sokka to his feet, an arm around his waist for support. Her still-somewhat-suspicious eyes watched the man. “Um, hi, Chey.” 

The part about Jeong Jeong caught the girl’s attention and she blinked. “Wait, The Deserter? Do you mean he…deserted the Fire Nation?” Was that even possible?

[grandlotuses]

"Oh yeah he did!  Jeong Jeong is the first person to ever desert the Navy and live.  I'm the second, but you don't get to be a legend for that.  That's play though.  Jeong Jeong is a firebending genius; some say he's mad, but he's not: he's Enlightened.  They say he sees spirits sometimes, talks to them, especially in a sacred place like this."  Chey turned and gestured for them to enter the temple.  "There are others besides us two though.  Lin Yi, you there?"  The hiding man answered Chey with an annoyed rocks to the head.  "It'a right this way."

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Holding Together: The Southern Air Temple

[thewhitegloveddemon]

grandlotuses:

[sokkathewise-blog]

Aang was closing in on the lemur, which was heading towards the tall locked double doors, as they closed in the lemur lept between the doors. What Aang thought upon seeing the doors now open, he slowed to a stop where he heard a voice Hey. Aang spun to the source of the voice, thinking it was another airbender, but the person who met his eyes was far from an air bender, Aang took a bending stance “Who are you and what are you doing here”.

Chey stood straight up and put his palms out in surrender.  He had seen the icons of monks making tornados, and wasn’t going to risk provoking the airbender in front of him, already cursing his stupidity at surprising him.  ”Whoa there, I’m a friend.  My name’s Chey, and I’m kinda hiding from the Fire Nation.”  Jeong Jeon’s going to be so mad at me; what if they’re spies?  “As I think you are,” he said, gesturing towards his robes and arrows.

Jeong Jeong peered down towards the temple’s doors from the cell he had taken up residence in, gritting his teeth at Chey’s idly loud voice ringing across the stone structure.  His eyes widened when he saw the robes the youngest one was wearing.  If he really was an airbender, he would have to be the Avatar.  He narrowed his eyes again, noticing the way the boy walked; he didn’t flow like water, nor did his footsteps have the weight of a master earthbender.  The hermit turned his gaze from the window, sliding the board back over the only source of light and pressing his forehead to the floor in front of the icon of Avatar Yangchen illuminated by candlelight.  

Aang’s loud sighting of the lemur startled Sokka enough to make him lose his balance entirely, causing the warrior to drop straight down on the pole between his legs. The pain had Sokka’s eyes almost rolling into the back of his head, as he tilted to the side, and fell down between the poles.

After considerable effort to get him out, Sokka laid across the ground, groaning. ”I hate this place…” His head turned to the side, catching sight of Chey and Aang. The warrior sprang to his…belly, army-crawling his way at a surprisingly fast pace toward the pair.

“A-Aang, get away from him! He’s Fire Nation, he’s gotta be!” Sokka shouted, waving his boomerang as threateningly as he could from the ground.

[grandlotuses]

Chey reached out a hand for the squirming Water Tribesman.  "Was; I served under Admiral Jeong Jeong in the Navy, and ... still do, sort of.  The man's a myth, a living legend, but he's real, man.  Jeong Jeong the Deserter.  He's a great man; I'm a little man.  Like, you'll tell him good morning, and he wont even notice you until an hour later, and he'll put you in a corner and say "Did you that 'if' is the middle word in 'life'?"  Chey was rambling again, as he was apt to do, running his mouth on the virtues of the man in the high tower, the hermit who left the madness behind, except what he carried with him.  Everything about the firebending master made Chey's head spin, and when that happened, he could no longer control his mouth.  "But I'm getting ahead of myself; my name's Chey."

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Holding Together: The Southern Air Temple

[thewhitegloveddemon]

notamazingnorspecial:

[sokkathewise-blog]

“I think so too” Aang smiled to Katara looking at Gyatso’s statue when he heard Sokka shouting “Lets go see what Sokka wants” Aang said taking one last look at the seemingly deserted building ‘Maybe they’re right’ Aang thought while leading Katara back towards Sokka and Appa. He carried on down the winding paths of the temple and then reached the Air Ball field, before he spotted Sokka at the top of one of the poles. “It’s the Air Ball field Sokka, this is where my friends and I play” he said cheerily before jumping up to join him.

Sokka’s voice carrying through the crisp mountain air called Katara’s attention back further down the mountain. Leave it to Sokka to be so distracted as to not follow them all the way up, but her own curiosity was peaked. What were those poles for? “Okay.”

She lightly jogged with Aang back down the winding pathway and came to a stop near them on the ground. He designated it as some sort of set-up for a game (Air Ball, apparently), though she didn’t understand what sort. She cast a curious glance up at the airbender. “How does this game work?”

“How’re you supposed to play on—” Sokka cut himself off, when he saw how easily the airbender leapt onto one of the poles. “Oh, right.” Hearing that the field was just a game lowered Sokka’s interest. At the same time, he didn’t want to be shown up by a kid three years younger than himself. The Water Tribe warrior attempted to walk seamlessly across the tops of the wooden poles—“attempted” being the key word. His legs noticeably wobbled, as he made it across one or two poles.

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Aang stood comfortably on one foot upon the tall pole balancing and watching Sokka struggle across them, “So Sokka you fancy a game” Aang said smiling and spinning the ball up onto his finger tip. As he watched Sokka wobble and teeter on two of the poles “You know maybe we shouldnt” Aang said awkwardly before noticing a small figure dart past Sokka’s head, he was trying to catch it in his sight, then he spotted it, sat on the long branch of the tree hanging from the cliff side. “LEMUR” Aang shouted and sprinted along the top of the poles and lept into the air reaching out for the lemur, seconds before he reached it it took of towards the temple “No come back I’m your friend” he shouted leaping off the branch towards the temple and following the lemur. 

[grandlotuses]

Chey hated this job, but not as much as his last one.  Not as much as his last one, but standing guard outside the temple on a winter day was aggressively uncomfortable, especially when there hadn’t been any visitors since that hermit that walked in a few months ago.  His eyes flew open when he saw the flying bison, and stealthily approached the trio when they touched down.  That one kid looked like an airbender, from what he had seen on the monastery’s charred walls anyways.  He had been able to sneak a few peaks at the manuscripts Jeong Jeong had ordered him to bring up to him from the temple library; those were airbending master tattoos, and there was no way that kid could move like that.  Stepping out from his hiding place as the boy chased the lemur, he could only manage a simple “Hey.” at the airbender.

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Aang was closing in on the lemur, which was heading towards the tall locked double doors, as they closed in the lemur lept between the doors. What Aang thought upon seeing the doors now open, he slowed to a stop where he heard a voice Hey. Aang spun to the source of the voice, thinking it was another airbender, but the person who met his eyes was far from an air bender, Aang took a bending stance “Who are you and what are you doing here”.

[grandlotuses]

Chey stood straight up and put his palms out in surrender.  He had seen the icons of monks making tornados, and wasn't going to risk provoking the airbender in front of him, already cursing his stupidity at surprising him.  "Whoa there, I'm a friend.  My name's Chey, and I'm kinda hiding from the Fire Nation."  Jeong Jeon's going to be so mad at me; what if they're spies?  "As I think you are," he said, gesturing towards his robes and arrows.

Jeong Jeong peered down towards the temple's doors from the cell he had taken up residence in, gritting his teeth at Chey's idly loud voice ringing across the stone structure.  His eyes widened when he saw the robes the youngest one was wearing.  If he really was an airbender, he would have to be the Avatar.  He narrowed his eyes again, noticing the way the boy walked; he didn't flow like water, nor did his footsteps have the weight of a master earthbender.  The hermit turned his gaze from the window, sliding the board back over the only source of light and pressing his forehead to the floor in front of the icon of Avatar Yangchen illuminated by candlelight.  

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Holding Together: The Southern Air Temple

[thewhitegloveddemon]

notamazingnorspecial:

[sokkathewise-blog]

“I think so too” Aang smiled to Katara looking at Gyatso’s statue when he heard Sokka shouting “Lets go see what Sokka wants” Aang said taking one last look at the seemingly deserted building ‘Maybe they’re right’ Aang thought while leading Katara back towards Sokka and Appa. He carried on down the winding paths of the temple and then reached the Air Ball field, before he spotted Sokka at the top of one of the poles. “It’s the Air Ball field Sokka, this is where my friends and I play” he said cheerily before jumping up to join him.

Sokka’s voice carrying through the crisp mountain air called Katara’s attention back further down the mountain. Leave it to Sokka to be so distracted as to not follow them all the way up, but her own curiosity was peaked. What were those poles for? “Okay.”

She lightly jogged with Aang back down the winding pathway and came to a stop near them on the ground. He designated it as some sort of set-up for a game (Air Ball, apparently), though she didn’t understand what sort. She cast a curious glance up at the airbender. “How does this game work?”

“How’re you supposed to play on—” Sokka cut himself off, when he saw how easily the airbender leapt onto one of the poles. “Oh, right.” Hearing that the field was just a game lowered Sokka’s interest. At the same time, he didn’t want to be shown up by a kid three years younger than himself. The Water Tribe warrior attempted to walk seamlessly across the tops of the wooden poles—“attempted” being the key word. His legs noticeably wobbled, as he made it across one or two poles.

[thewhitegloveddemon]

Aang stood comfortably on one foot upon the tall pole balancing and watching Sokka struggle across them, “So Sokka you fancy a game” Aang said smiling and spinning the ball up onto his finger tip. As he watched Sokka wobble and teeter on two of the poles “You know maybe we shouldnt” Aang said awkwardly before noticing a small figure dart past Sokka’s head, he was trying to catch it in his sight, then he spotted it, sat on the long branch of the tree hanging from the cliff side. “LEMUR” Aang shouted and sprinted along the top of the poles and lept into the air reaching out for the lemur, seconds before he reached it it took of towards the temple “No come back I’m your friend” he shouted leaping off the branch towards the temple and following the lemur. 

[grandlotuses]

Chey hated this job, but not as much as his last one.  Not as much as his last one, but standing guard outside the temple on a winter day was aggressively uncomfortable, especially when there hadn't been any visitors since that hermit that walked in a few months ago.  His eyes flew open when he saw the flying bison, and stealthily approached the trio when they touched down.  That one kid looked like an airbender, from what he had seen on the monastery's charred walls anyways.  He had been able to sneak a few peaks at the manuscripts Jeong Jeong had ordered him to bring up to him from the temple library; those were airbending master tattoos, and there was no way that kid could move like that.  Stepping out from his hiding place as the boy chased the lemur, he could only manage a simple "Hey." at the airbender.

[grandlotuses]

Hello everyone!

This is the blog where I play all members of the Order of the White Lotus with the exception of Iroh, who you can follow at irohthedragon.