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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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[afathertorn.livejournal.com]

[Once Sokka steps inside, it's an empty home. Except for Momo. The lemur regards Sokka with disinterest. Momo didn't mind Hakoda so much, but he'd wondered where Sokka had run off to the past week. But as for Kya...?]

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[markofthebrave]

[Momo takes one look at these unfamiliar people and decides - uh-huh, this is not on. He's making a break for it.

What do you do Sokka?]

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[afathertorn.livejournal.com]

Oh come on, Momo! [Sokka makes a sudden leap for the lemur. Which while normal for Sokka, looks rather ridiculous when Hakoda is doing it. Once he has the lemur by the tail.]

This is dad! He used to give you treats on the Fire Nation ship!

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[markofthebrave]

[Momo is having none of this nonsense. He bats at 'Hakoda's' hands and attempts to get away.

...so Katara approaches.]

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[amotherlost.livejournal.com]

Momo, calm down. Everything's okay.

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[afathertorn.livejournal.com]

Yeah, seriously. Me? Sokka. Her? Katara.

[Clearly lemurs understand people. And technically in Luceti, he really should...]