[ It's been one of those stranger days in Luceti; just when Chouji had more or less resigned himself to up to another week of hopping around the apartment being barbecue-flavored, he gained a good six feet or so of height and a very familiar face (plus he managed to pull the doorknob off on his way out, which was really fantastic).
At least he's done all right not thinking of what was happening the last time he saw his dad. Katara's not looking like exactly herself, but her mother's face is similar to her own; with that and the wing color for pings, he'll risk stopping on the bridge to join her, offering a faint smile. ]
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At least he's done all right not thinking of what was happening the last time he saw his dad. Katara's not looking like exactly herself, but her mother's face is similar to her own; with that and the wing color for pings, he'll risk stopping on the bridge to join her, offering a faint smile. ]