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[markofthebrave]

[Filtered 100 percent AWAY from: Sokka, Toph, Zuko, Yue, Suki, Shikamaru, Chouji, Ino, Shino, Naruto, Sasuke, Itachi, Trafalgar, Nami, Sanji, Luffy, Chopper, and anyone else she thinks might recognize her handwriting, despite the pains she's going to in order to disguise it, or show the journal to people she really doesn't want to see this - Raine and Temari and Iroh.

All replies will be written unless stated otherwise. The camera is obscured by a wrapped around piece of brown cloth.]

Do you think that there's such a thing as a power that is wrong, not because of how it's used, but just because of what it does?

[After staying holed up in her room with the door shut - quite an unusual break of habit for her - Katara decides to head into town. She wants to check out that night club that she'd heard about - she heard there would be music!

From there it's the usual errands, like the grocery store and the Item Shop. Dinner tonight will be Something Spicy, but she hasn't figured out what yet. Maybe it'll help get Sokka out of his funk.]

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[markofthebrave]

I don't blame you. [Since you don't look quite well.] Are you all right?

[all7seas]

Am I?

[Now that is a question that he must ponder. The pondering is intense and interrupted by a few sips of still-sort-of-swirly rum. An answer must be found. Finally:]

I can't be right if I'm left, now can I?

[There. That was suitably......not clear at all.

Left behind, Jacky. You fell behind, and now you're left behind.

He took another sip of rum, just to shut Teague up.]

[markofthebrave]

[She stares at him a bit blankly.]

I'm not sure. But I'm guessing that's a 'no.'

[all7seas]

I have taken everything good in my life, Mistress Sister of Th---Mistress Katara. Everything good in my life. And I have watched it burn. I have watched it burn and shrivel and crumble and die. And now I've nothing.

[markofthebrave]

[Oh. Well. That sounds horrible. And unexpected confidence is unexpected.]

Oh - I'm sorry. What happened?

[all7seas]

I told you. I'm left. Left me. She left me. I made her tired, and she walked out.

[More swirly rum was needed; Jack finished his glass and poured another.]

[markofthebrave]

[...oh joy. Relationship issues.

Somewhat tentatively:]

Making someone tired doesn't seem like a good reason to end a relationship. Maybe there was something more to it than that - or maybe she'll come back.

[Katara HAS put 2 and 2 together about Buffy and Jack's relationship due to draft issues by now.]

[all7seas]

Come back........

You think she will? Come back?

[HE IS GOING TO BE HANGING ON YOUR NEXT WORDS AS THOUGH HIS LIFE DEPENDS ON THEM KATARA.]

[markofthebrave]

[...]

I think that Buffy's not a coward. And I don't think she'd walk away without making everything clear. I don't know what's gone on between you two, and I'm not that close with either of you, but...

[The way she talked? Before the draft? Yeah.]

I don't think she'd just give up.

[all7seas]

Thank you, Sister of Thunderaxe, for your sentiment of hope.

[That last bit was possibly far too slurred to actually make sense. He is at least thanking you for something, Katara, in a drunkenly grateful way.]

[markofthebrave]

No problem.

[Oh look! An avenue of escape! She hates getting involved in relationship things when she doesn't know the details and since she's pretty sure she doesn't want to hear a drunken rendition of the details anyway, she's just going to take it then.

...]

You might want to make sure you're able to think straight when she does. You'll probably need it.

[all7seas]

Mmmhmm. Straight. Straight as a line. Straight as an arrow. Aye, captain.

[And then he quite happily slumps over on the table and pillows his head on his arms.]