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[markofthebrave]

['sup, Luceti. Hope you're not the curious type of person, because if you are the filter on this is so thin you could sneeze and break it. Someone is singing, this early afternoon, singing a lullaby softly and into their journal. The feed will cut off before the crying starts.]

Little child, be not afraid...

[Later in the afternoon, there is an unfamiliar woman with a familiar set of blue-toned wings and waterskin at the south-most bridge. There's only so much hiding in one's room that can be done when the memories are thick and the silence is very, very loud.]


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[amotherlost.livejournal.com]

A cloud, right? [Katara's not sure she would have enjoyed the helplessness of that, but she's glad Shikamaru didn't seem to mind.]

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[smoke-shadows.livejournal.com]

Heh. Good guess! Or did Chouji spill the beans? [He figures you ran into him at some point, since you know he's no longer a bag of potato chips.]

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[amotherlost.livejournal.com]

A little bit of both? [Assuming that guesses were confirmed when she spoke with Chouji in the yet unfinished thread.]

What did you do, as a cloud?

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[smoke-shadows.livejournal.com]

A little sight-seeing; mostly just floating around. [With some impromptu stalking.] I thought about going out to the ocean, but I didn't want to get stuck out there or in the mountains.

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[amotherlost.livejournal.com]

You could control where you went?

[The voice carries all of her usual curiosity.]

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[smoke-shadows.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah. The wind made it harder sometimes, but it was pretty easy once I got the hang of it.

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[amotherlost.livejournal.com]

Then maybe that doesn't sound so bad.