[Action, Accidental to Purposeful Voice] .033

[markofthebrave]

[Well, Sokka was his Avatar alternate again. That alone is enough to call for some alone time, but with the news he brought... she definitely needed some time to clear her head. Fortunately, there is a public service she can easily perform. If your house is still snowed in? There is a waterbender digging you out. For about half the day, she is her normal self.

...sometime around two, though, she starts feeling lightheaded. Realizing she'd unintentionally skipped lunch, she heads back towards the center of town. As she walks, she starts feeling heavier and heavier. Something's wrong. Katara reaches for her journal to call for help, but it's too little, too late. She falls face first into a snowbank, the journal falling opened beside her.

When she opens her eyes, her hair is blocking her vision. Longer and unbound... her clothes feel almost painfully tight across the chest and she gasps a little.]

What? Where am I? [A deep breath, and slightly louder, as if she's expecting a response:] Aang?

[Sitting up, she shakes her head, one hand going to her waterskin... and that's when she notices the wings. Her eyes go wide.]

Is this... I had dreams like this...

[Standing up, the picture shows her body at an angle. She's certainly grown. After glancing around a bit, she reaches down to pick up the journal.] I remember... this... feels too strange not to be real...

Hello? I'm not sure if I'm doing this right, but... I'm Katara. I think I remember this place... and a girl with reddish hair and... what were they called? Not oranges... something else. And there was someone - a man - with white hair and he went "Oooh?" a lot... and I remember... cigarettes and cooking and... [So many, many more. Fragments of a dream - a man who stretched his face, a skeleton playing music, a reindeer that danced... an ice dragon... green hair and white hair in front of a classroom and... shadows, dreams, fragments of things... flying people and conversations over tea and a wolfgirl and so, so much that only made sense in dreams...] And -- I don't know. Does this make any sense?

[But even as she's talking she's starting to walk. These clothes are too small - it looks like she's on a path. Let's see where it takes her.]


((OOC: Katara is now in her early twenties and from a happy canon projection. Tags post-transformation from notatearbender. If you want to grab her before then, just indicate it in the tagline! XD))

Comments

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[...]

They were mikans.

[notatearbender.livejournal.com]

Was that what they were? [She stops abruptly. That voice definitely came from the journal. She quickly lifts it up to her face.] Is this - that place, then? It wasn't just a dream?

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[...it is you. This place...]

Not a dream, Katara. You're just a lot older now than you were.

[Temporarily. She won't mention that part.]

[voice]

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

[Wouldja believe he just went back to normal fifteen minutes ago? Because he did. And promptly went to be alone and catch on some light reading. Er, listening.


And this...]


--Katara?

[voice]

[notatearbender.livejournal.com]

Yes? That's me.

[That voice is--]

[voice]

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

You're... [he has to mediate his initial reaction. This is Katara-- but who knows if this is really who she'll be in her future? She had been so different as a child.] .... older. [and a faint smile. That much is true, regardless.]

[Voice]

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

You're in Luceti.

[There's a slight pause from the tired sounding man, as if he's considering something]

...Welcome back.

[Voice]

[notatearbender.livejournal.com]

...Luceti. [She stops short.] This is... this is someplace real?

[Voice]

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

As real as it can get, yeah. Although if you went home, it probably doesn't feel real to be back here again.

You probably don't remember me. I'm Derek.

[Voice]

[likeafirework.livejournal.com]

[A sigh. At least she's not a child.]

You're doing it right, Katara.

[Voice]

[notatearbender.livejournal.com]

[Assuming she's been talking in this thing for a little while...]

Well, that's good to hear. I don't suppose you'd be able to point me towards the plaza? I seem to be in need of new clothes.

[Voice]

[likeafirework.livejournal.com]

Not that hard. Roads in town will lead you straight to it.

[alittlesilver.livejournal.com]

[along the path is a young girl making tracks in the snow]

[notatearbender.livejournal.com]

[Far be it from this young mother to see a child playing in the snow and not greet her. Or, you know, have a source for information. That would be nice too.] Hello there.

[alittlesilver.livejournal.com]

Oh hi Miss Katara. ...Oh! You're older now, too!

[voice]

[hitdat.livejournal.com]

Eeeh, you don't remember me at all, Katara? [Ignore that the voice is feminine. He's stuck in a girl body now. Masaomi Kida, that is. But this is... actually concerning. ...He should look into this, right?]

[voice]

[notatearbender.livejournal.com]

[And by this time, she's back in town and in clothes that don't feel quite so tight. She hasn't left the clothing store yet, though. The more she's wandering around, the more she remembers. But everything about this picture and voice is unfamiliar.]

No, I'm sorry... should I?

[avatarsokka.livejournal.com]

[When she makes it back home, this version of Sokka had more or less the same idea, as he's clearing away all the snow, then streaming it into the river as water. It's not much, but he takes his waterbending a lot more seriously now that he's using it to fight for his life.]

[notatearbender.livejournal.com]

[...well, that's different.]

Sokka?

[Voice]

[odastillhatesme.livejournal.com]

[.. Your name's Katara, but you certainly look a deal older]

Katara-chan?

[Voice]

[notatearbender.livejournal.com]

[-chan? That's familiar. That's very, very familiar.

She stops and puts her free hand on her heart, memories like butterflies trying to bust out of her to free themselves from deep inside.]

...yes?

[Say it again. Say what you called me again. I almost remember.]

[action]

[wise_maiden]

[Another who was made a few years older, having recalled being sent home. It seemed to be a popular effect, and she had already spoken to so many of them.

In any case, she makes a note of Katara's entry, but she was on her way to do some errands when it happened, and intended to respond later once the girl had reacquainted herself a little with the situation, provided she wasn't changed.

... But if she's walking around the village, they could very well just meet on a path sooner than that.]

[action]

[notatearbender.livejournal.com]

[Well, after getting clothes that fit her and putting her younger-self's clothes in a bag, Katara is, in fact, familiarizing herself with the town. ...and trying to find her way home.

When she sees Raine, she'll stop to stare - and it's not just because Raine has old hair and a young face.]

[Action]

[liltroublesome.livejournal.com]

[There's a little boy watching the clouds somewhere outside of the Avatar house. There actually are clouds today, much to his delight. Bother?]

[Action]

[notatearbender.livejournal.com]

[Natch.

...she doesn't recognize you at all. But this is very clearly her house. She remembers that. And you look both very comfortable and very young. So. This bares investigating.]

See anything in them?