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Beach Party!?

Who: Anyone who wants to come!
What: BEACH PARTY! (For Katara or something)
When: In the evening, about 7PM
Where: On the beach! Somewhere!
Summary: It's Katara's 17th and while all friends of Team Avatar are invited, anyone else can gatecrash too.
Rating: E for everyone (for God's sake there's going to be seven year olds!)

[A few days before the birthday, Katara's housemates began birthday preparations. Not quite entirely secret, but they made invitations, told friends, spread the word, and so on. Birthday on the beach. Be there or be a loser McButtface without friends.

And so there's a party! With tables! And chairs! And umbrellas! And the sun is setting, but the Malnosso had no taste and put the ocean on the east side of Luceti, so it's a sunset over the mountains which isn't as cool as an ocean sunset. But anyway. There's a volleyball net and, you know, an ocean to swim in. Also Sokka ordered a generator with his mission points and abducted the karaoke machine. It was mostly to provide some music, but people can get up and sing with it too.

As for the food? There's a table for that. It's a bring your own dish affair, since Katara is kind of their team cook and they can't exactly make her own birthday meal, right? So anyone coming can bring whatever they like and set it out. The gang brought some meals of their own, so there's bound to be some cool dishes from the air nomads, water tribe, and fire nation. And cake. A big chocolate cake. Someone made it! We don't know who. (Feel free to dibs being the baker or something if you want.)

And a table! A table for presents! Bring a present, set it there. It's very organized.]

((ooc: It's out on the beach and just a general sort of party affair, so feel free to have characters show up even if they're not friends with the birthday girl. It's a free for all. SO YOU BETTER MINGLE OR THERE'S GONNA BE WORDS.

Now have fun.))

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[It's after his dance with Katara- Masaomi didn't see it due to Shikamaru's intervention, but it's at this point which he's floating above the water with Linda. She's practicing her magnet rise... which to be honest is cheating the water walking, but it's at this point where he witnesses Aang's scar (swimming, on the shore? idek?) for the first time today.

...And he immediately wonders how he didn't notice it before. In fact]

Aang-kun!

[Yeah, Aang's currently going on a swim, and was just breast-stroking through the water, making his scar and wings somewhat visible. He's feeling a lot better after the dance (and meeting Jinora? When does anything happen), so there's been enough distance since the talk that went sour so that Aang doesn't mind talking to him again - even if he now has some wariness of him.

Aang stops to float idly in the water and looks in the direction of the voice.]

Masaomi?

-That scar. What is that that scar.

[He's being too direct, too abrupt. He knows this. It's still something he has to ask, because something he has wondered about all this time might finally make sense now]

[He pauses for a moment, mid-swim and lets himself start sinking until he's up to his chin. Unpleasant memories are tugging at the surface of his mind. Why didn't I realize the bad part of going to the beach?]

The scar? You want to know about the scar? My... scar?

Yeah, I'd like to know about that scar.

[He keeps a level gaze, but there's a whole lot of emotions swimming in his eyes]

[It's an uncomfortable subject for Aang, but it's not something he thinks should be a secret. He still starts off slow to try to hold back the more vivid memories.]

It... it's from back home. Kind of an... old wound.

And old wound from what.

[He's being too direct. Too personal. He knows. He can't stop here though. He's at the shoreline trembling, because this is the answer. this is the connection.]

[The question pierces him, and he starts to see the flash, hear the crackle, feel the burning, stinging throughout his body. Aang unconsciously rubs his back, and he continues weakly.]

At... at Ba Sing Se, we were trying to fight... the Fire Nation. [He wasn't sure what was or wasn't supposed to be kept secret; but it was probably better not to specify that it was Zuko and his sister who were involved.] One of them... shot me with [in a lower, trembling voice, fading as he finishes the word.] l-lightning...

Edited 2012-07-12 06:52 (UTC)

[...Ah.

"That's a very impressive skill. You'll have to be careful with it."

All the other times. All the other sayings. All the other cautions. The looks of fear. Awe. Trepidation. Linda herself, who set him down on the shore moments ago is now looking between the two. From Aang to Masaomi. Masaomi has gone rigid. His back is too straight, his arm at his side is clenching into a fist in spite of himself. His breathing is shallow.

That's it]

Edited 2012-07-12 06:58 (UTC)

[There's a pause. A distinct, awkward pause. And then he pulls his good arm under himself and goes into a deep bow. From the waist, all the way down]

I'm deeply sorry for intruding on your memories like that. Thank for telling me.

[Aang's head seemed to bob above and below the water as he watched. He didn't meet Masaomi's eyes. First he tried to ward the flashback away, by focusing on what he saw next. Waking up to see her eyes, filled with tears but also the sweetest relief at a miracle coming true.

"I was gone, but you brought me back."

He looked up at Masaomi, still speaking weakly.]

I-it's okay, Masaomi. With this on my back, people had to find out sooner or later. [He tries a light grin.] And I can't think of a funny enough story to use instead.

[...Heh] The doctor missed your butt when he spanked you as a newborn.

[He pulls up from how bow, grinning. Yes, he's apologetic. but Aang probably needs him to be flippant more right now]

[It's helping him get his head back in the present, where it can thrive. He does chuckle mildly, even if the joke doesn't completely translate. And even if that brings up a vague memory given by another, of an female nomad holding a baby while a couple stands nearby, all of them concealed in the shadows.]

I think it was a nun. But hey, it could work.

A nun...? [He thinks for a moment, associating with Catholic ones first before he loops back to-] ...Ah, right, you are a monk, that would stand to reason.

Yep. That's me, just a simple monk.

[His smile's more genuine now as he raises more of himself above the water.]

Oh you're anything but simple, hero boy. [He laughs at this and motions for Linda to float up to rest on his head. Which she complies with, flopping on Masaomi's dome. ...she's heavier now]

[It's what he wanted to be, at least. He spares Linda a wave.]

That sounds closer to the Avatar part of me. [The part he never wanted and tried to run away from.] Simple monk, complex Avatar? [The hero part he's unsure of.]

Are Heroes of Justice allowed that much compartmentalization? If you are, then I'm calling dibs on us common folk getting at least four sides. I can fill at least three.

It's not like I'm a superhero. It's just that being an air nomad and being the Avatar are two really different parts of me. [Light-heartedly.] But hey, feel free to take your share of sides!

You might want to think about reconciling those, for the long run. I mean "Masaomi Kida" is- [And he starts to hold up his fingers, counting these off in order] the General of the Yellow Scarves, a student at Raira, a comrade to few, a lover, and a fighter.

[And then with all five fingers up, he glances at the bracelet on the same wrist, closing them, and then making a fist, which he holds up to the sky before glancing up himself-]

But all of those come together to make "me" - a man who'll do anything for his beloved few.

I guess they do kind of come together when the time is right. [It still somehow feels like he's left to choose between the values he was raised with, the duties expected of him and what he wants as an individual.] But I still do anything to help my friends.

[He smirks. He doubts that. He feels no reason to prove it though, because Aang no doubt has his principles which exclude "anything" by default]

That's good. After all, we both love a woman who's very troubled at the moment.

Y-you love her too?

[He blurts out in disbelief, even though when he thinks about it, he should have known it was a possibility. Sure, Katara's explanation was brief enough that Aang was able to believe that Katara was just one of many girls that he shallowly hit on, no big deal. But that's when he doesn't take into account the sheer grief Masaomi was barely restraining during that journal talk. And how scary he got about Katara's wellbeing earlier that day.]

...She told me she told you that.

[Oh come on, seriously. His eye twitches. Just a little annoyed in spite of himself.

Katara.]

Edited 2012-07-12 18:03 (UTC)

I decided we needed a second one for the scar

Sounds like a plan

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