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[If you are passing by the Southmost bridge at just the right time, you will find it hard not to notice the girl in an unusual dress and boots facedown on the ground. One shoulder is strangely disjointed, and there are bruises up and down her arms, particularly violent ones around her wrists. She looks like nothing more than a broken and discarded doll.

As the sun continues to set, the coolness in the ground will cause her to start to stir. When she sits up, she grimaces, moving as if there might be something wrong with her ribs. If you happen to be looking at her as she does, you'll notice the sickening blue and yellow bruise spread across her right collarbone, the lovely shiner on her eye.

The wonderful thing about Luceti? Sometimes there's a journal right where you need it. She barely has enough presence of mind to make sure the picture points away from her face, but her voice is very tired.]

Sokka, Aang - I'm back. [Sorry Suki, Zuko.] I'm okay.

[10 100 (thank you, Shikamaru) percent filter to Chopper, Raine]
Hey guys, if you're there - I could use a little help.

[She doesn't want her brother and Aang to see her like this.]

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[Have a Katara sitting. Obediently. In a ridiculous dress. Don't mind the bruises, or the bleeding lip. She's... not quite sitting straight either, she's sagging tiredly. And San moves extremely quietly. Katara can only tell when San's there on a good day.

...today isn't a good day.]

Katara.

[this is an announcement of the wolf kind]

[Katara's head whips up.]

San.

[There's a weight of relief in those words. At least she's not out there alone.] Hey.

You're injured.

[stating the obvious like a champ.]

[She sighs.]

I know. Chopper's coming. It's not that bad.

[The deer. Good.]

You can't heal it?

If I got in the water, my bending would take care of it on its own, but...

[Or some of it, anyway. The bruises, probably. Not the shoulder.] And Nala...

[She doesn't want to admit it, but she's just so exhausted, she can't concentrate. If she'd gotten into the river, the current probably would have carried her away. And the Malnosso know it too, just like they know how much she hates asking for help. She wouldn't be at all surprised if they'd put her here on purpose, just so she'd have to swallow her pride.]

I just can't concentrate enough to heal myself now. Chopper's going to come and help, and everything will be okay.

[some silence. Some considering. Do you know your brother was staggering around through the fog last week?]

I'll wait.

[...]

Thank you.

There have been many attacks lately. Even though the fog is gone, it could be dangerous.

[indeed, San is even wearing a few actual bandages.]

[...well, this doesn't sound good. Her gaze flicks over those bandages with concern.]

What fog? Who was attacking?

It was an experiment. ...I don't remember the fog.

[Katara abruptly feels sick.]

Is everyone all right? Are you all right?

Yes. It's gone now.

...Your brother is fine.

[And yes, that was her next question, how did you know?

Katara closes her eyes in relief.]

And what about Aang? And Zuko and Suki?

[it's what she would want to know about her brothers.]

I don't know them.

Oh. [She swallows her worry down.] They're from my world. Aang's the Avatar. He's the one who can bend all four elements.

[Simple things, true things - she'll hold on to them.]

I don't think he's here anymore.

[This may be the closest thing to panic you will ever see on Katara's face, San.]

What? What do you mean?

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