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I, Avatar. take to the s k i e s to unite the nations to master the four elements to solve conflict and bring about p e a c e It is my destiny.

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[mammaterasu-archive-blog]

             ”Ruff! Ruff!”  

       Joyous wonder fulfilling her pup intrigue, as barks radiated forth from her maw in a welcoming sight. Confining fleeces stringed by the carmine markings which darted here and there, against her snowy fur. Transcending in travelling muses, that which the good Kami had so basked in. Paws masking beneath the dwelling flora which sprouted up forth, cleansing all wrong which came about. Where fleeting reveries met accord, as orient scents illuminated the air once again. Sprouts of flora peeking outwards  from their mother’s nestled ivory coat. Obsidian eyes cast sight upon a fair young one— a boy monk as her sights captured so. Had she come across a sacred temple within her musing? Summoned warmth set radiant upon ancient flares which swirled across the wolf’s form so. Tilting an alabasterine crown to ease, query barks soon too vibrated out in both a excitement and oddity.  

      “Roo?”

[shamanisms]

The male beamed with outward glee as the large canine drew closer into his sight, the subsequent barking only further enthralled him as the young Avatar quickly dropped the load of firewood he'd been carrying back up to the small village where currently there was an Earthbender willing to work with him and just that quickly he was running at a hefty lope toward the majestic beast. "Giant doggy!" Aang yelped with joy and his first instinct was to propel himself skyward and dive bomb onto the back of the miraculous beast, but a strange aura radiated from the animal and instead he slowed to a walk before stopping completely only to fold his arms and incline his head slightly in a bowing gesture. "Greetings, great spirit." The youth echoed as composure was regained in the presence of what he assumed to be some sort of deity.

[pipulero]

[n-o-x-c-r-i-s-t-a-u-x]

The cadency of soft pattering of footballs was perceived simultaneously to the contact it made with the impeccable surface of the floor as twin iridescent shades of effulgent celestine gazed upon the enshrouded horizon, wholly and evidently enthralled by the paradisiac spectacle of verdant, lush vegetation alongside the lucidity of crystalline waters trickling downward from the lacunas in a quiescent manner preceding his location. Dissevering incandescent tinged folds apart, a reminiscent exhalation of warm breath departed from the confines of his mouth and obnubilated in a cloak of haze before him, and bestowing the mobility of an ascension entailing naked digits attached to a manus, the tips slightly grazed the agglomeration of crimson flora protruding from the interstices of the rocky surface. Truly, ‘twas such a picturesque and beauteous sight that was deserving of its title and there was no other places in which the umbrageous prince had had the opportune moment to see that would compare to the aforementioned.

Flickering sapphire gems away from the artistic creation of Madre Natura upon sensing the presence of an individual near his being, immediately did they affixed themselves upon the sight of a young male as his physique maneuvered in a clockwise motion for the sake of orienting himself towards the foreign being. Lashes fluttered as the raven-haired male blinked profusely, perceiving the query in which was expressed and the mien upon his physiognomy tightened once the extrinsic individual stepped forth antecedent to providing a terse response in turn. “I’m just admiring the view, but I think it’s best for you to go back to your parents. It’s not safe for you to be out here by yourself.”

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Briefly anger flashed across the face of the young bender, eyes narrowing and lips pressing together into a tight frown as the condescending string of words assaulted his ears. It was understood to Aang that criticism was part of the job and more often than not he bore well with the harsh words of others -- but to be mocked in such a manner and the word 'parents' coming out of the newcomer's mouth, overall it didn't sit well with the youthful Avatar. Such ignorance was incapable even by most of the Fire Nation, even the enemies of the ascendant wouldn't be so openly brash in a public place. With a small huff both of his arms raised and he elevated the palms of his hands enough to catch any overhanging light from the street, exposing the bright blue arrow markings that symbolized him as an Airbender.

Everyone in this era knew just what those tattoos stood for, that he was the last Airbender and the most recent incarnation of the Avatar as well. Finally after troubling himself with different routes of handling the scenario at hand, the boy speaks: "Not safe? I'm the Avatar -- I can take care of myself anyway." Spoken clearly, but not overly firm, the male makes his point and quickly repositions both arms to sit folded neatly across his chest while he addresses the stranger. "... I don't have parents, I'm alone. Everybody knows what happened to the Air Temples."

[scarlet-knight-blog]

[ The task is considered simple, no matter its oddity really. I mean, how far fetched is it considered to trail an animal the fairy has not heard of? All to rid it of its pelt and so the woman could burnish a new instrument upon her waist. A holster. An item to hold a weighty sword –it’s mostly due to appearance that the scarlet knight craved for one. What warrior lacks an observable weapon? But of course, there is always that slick rule that the dame possesses, an ability of luck that allows her to maneuver the battlefield in anyway she pleases with the selection of weaponry. ]

[ Swaying of the hips, the woman appeared to yet another unknown terrain, one which greeted her with a celebrant –or so he resembled with apparent baldness and robes. Beneath the metal collar she hid, eyes keen and palmary resting upon a womanly attribute: waist.  He could not tell despite his stature, but beneath the cone of fortification, the woman embraced a thin smile upon a skinny face. “Is it that noticeable?” Index managed to sped on a fast curve, the trails of red tucked behind a pierced ear where sunlight managed to reach pale pigment, “I guess that I somewhat am. I’m looking for an animal; do you know where the platypus bear resides?” ]

[shamanisms]

"What's with the armor? You're not a Fire Nation soldier are you?" A slight edge crept into the voice of the youth, feet spread slightly apart now and at any hint of violence the Avatar would be ready to strike back with the mighty wind that only he could harness. It wouldn't be the first time he'd had to fight in the middle of a town with stray Firebenders, probably wouldn't be the last either. One hand raised to cover his mouth as a chuckle rumbled through his throat and escaped through widely parted lips. "Platypus bear? You don't wanna mess with one of those things." It was his duty to offer advice to the people and attempt to sway those around him from doing foolish things. Only I, the Avatar need face the unnecessary dangers. He'd encountered the aforementioned beast in the past, narrowly chasing it away from an elderly traveler deluded by the fortune telling of a mysterious woman from a small town residing at the foot of a massive volcano.

"You won't find them here. They're forest animals. If you want to seek it out I'll travel the woods with you." Seriously set features froze for a moment, as the boy thought and just as quickly as the stern gaze had come it had been replaced by a wide smile and one hand lifted quickly to rub the back of his head, fingers dusting over the bright blue marking that distinguished him as an Airbender. "I am the Avatar after all. It's my duty to help."

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  [ ;The folly of such prudence, her transgression had not gone unnoticed and although she had bested a few who dared to claim the mantle of a superior breed upon over shoulders, and through her tenacity had set herself up to be made a fool of by the likes of the one who had truly wielded the mighty splendor of god within but a single strike that made all of creation tremble—

       Satsuki Kiryuin. 

  Merely the name alone carried a venomous power that threatened to annihilate those unworthy to speak the name,

  And surely the very fiber of her existence would have been consumed and ceased to be under the weight of a dame who ruled from her domain in the heavens had she stayed for a moment more before her presence in their brief battle.

  T’was another day which the answers had been within grasp, only to elude her.

  Another day more,          That she had failed to avenge her father.

  …

  This day would not be forgotten so easily,          by either the Vagabond or the Queen.          by either Ryuko Matoi or Satsuki Kiryuin.

  This day of defiance would be remembered by both for an eternity,          or till they had crossed their blades again. ]

      < T >hese mere thoughts plagued her as teeth snatched and devoured her meal, bitter citrus was as sour as the intensifying reign of defeatism looming over the locks of obsidian and the streak of red defining her appearance; Pride subsided as embitterment became dominant. Heedful of dancing about the line as she came in reach of her opposite, the other scissor-bladed woman who evaded her tireless hunt. But, as it had seemed, when she had drew closer, the farther she actually was from her true adversary.

  A misstep however, one that she would eventually get over.

  She’d achieve her goal in the end, she knew—in her possession was  the power to win and to crush those who seemed to be of a higher caliber than her once, now reduced to mere obstacles in her way.

  She’ll obliterate them.

  [ ;She’ll obliterate them with Senketsu. ]

  With a final, sickening crunch.; Teeth had clashed against each other like sabers colliding upon one and another, rendering the meal in hand prior to her ravenous maw and satisfying the appetite brought by the cost of wielding that formidable power. Without further sparing the allowance of a moment of needless idleness as she finished diddling about, soles arose as stature in kind took a vertical posture and began to make way back to the domicile she dwelled in for now, the only home here for the vagabond to retire for now.

  And again, a delay had been presented through her heedlessness for as soon as her feet had taken off, they met the ground again in full force as the collision came unexpected with that of another.

  “Hey bub," Haughty demeanor quickly erupted with such volatility while recoil from the impact had thrown her body back a step or two. "Ya’ mind watching where the hell you’re going!?”

[shamanisms]

Master the four elements, only then can you claim the title Avatar. Those before him hadn't been rushed, or pressured into achieving mastery in such a short time. It took years to master the skills of bending, even now the youth hadn't even completely mastered Airbending. Frustration racked his brain as feather soft footsteps carried the light weight of the savior to be. Somewhere overhead circled the massive flying bison who had been his companion since the days of his youth back at the Air Temple. Before the storm, his cowardice, and the icy prison of a century.

Nightfall had come quickly, he'd settled in to camp and rendezvoused with the group of companions that accompanied him -- the two young Water Tribe members conversed and laughed over dinner with him and soon all had settled in for a few hours of restless sleep. If one could call pitching camp just outside the borders of the Fire Nation rest in the first place. Sleep eluded the Avatar incarnate, many hours of the day were dedicated to pondering over the nature of his mission to unite the nations and even while fully immersed in any sort of bending practice still his mind wandered back to the descendants before him and how they managed to cope with seemingly hopeless situations.

Youth kept him optimistic enough, despite somewhat frail feelings and a hasty nature Aang managed to hold everything in his head together with a naive dream of saving the world, such as any boy would build into his imagination from a young age. He traveled far and wide, helped those in need along the way even if it meant taking a detour from his ultimate goal to seek out great teachers of the three elemental disciplines he had yet to exude mastery over.

Finally the throes of sleep consumed the young Airbender, darkness clawed at the back of his eyes and for a while the young monk swam through a sea of nightmare until bolting awake with a start, suddenly surrounded on all sides by shabby wooden buildings and filthy people. He'd woken up in a daze, a place entirely unknown and very quickly did panic descend with talons spread to sink deep into his mind. A chill ran down his spine as one hand gingerly reached back and caressed the smooth wood of the gliderstaff suspended from his back.

Air padded his feet as he ran, kicking up a small cloud of dust and allowing him to sift seamlessly through the tattered clusters of people in attempt to seek a higher vantage point in order to take in the strange surroundings. Being twelve or not, this was a place he knew he'd never seen -- the infinite wisdom of those already transcended couldn't fill in the gap that expanded rapidly as he hurried through the buildings.

Finally a collision ground the youth to a halt as frantic orbs brimming with terror and desperation found themselves locked on to the fortress like construct suspended high above the rest of the town. Simply because of that one moment of awe he'd crashed into another, the voice dug into his ears like knives and it registered quickly that his aggressor was a female.

"Hey, you! Where am I?" The young Avatar to be rattled off, folding his arms and arching his back enough to dip into a slight bow before offering an apology. "This doesn't look like the Fire Nation. Sorry I ran into you, but I have to get out of here. I have to find somebody to teach me Waterbending." The boy rambled on as even now skittish eyes continued to flick around the strange surroundings rapidly.

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Those who wander, those who seek, or those who do not are all equal in the eyes of the Avatar -- despite his boyish stature he is of sound mind and body. Many generations of blessed benders before him have graced him with their endless wealth of knowledge, all he must do is seek it.

Standing now before him is a figure with curious dress and lacking any sort of nationalist markings and while there's nothing that leaps out him and screams ' fire nation soldier ' at him, it appears that there's a distinct lack of anything eluding otherwise.

He trusts, a fragile and young trust, but after all the Avatar must hail the people -- it would be disrespectful to pass without word and Aang can't afford any more sidelong glances from bystanders as questions about the legitimacy of his ascendant nature.

"Are you lost?" The boy probes forth, bright eyes focusing intently on the addressed and slowly does the enlightened one approach after making an initial inquiry.

[air-maggie-things]

[ragingviolins]

"There’s no hope now, it’s over.”

"No, it’s not over."