4th Wall Shenanigans!

[markofthebrave]

[Whelp. Katara has no idea what's going on here. Suddenly, everything is crowded and there are people without wings and this isn't madness - it's LUCETI. So. She's just going to shrug and roll with it, basically.

Saturday has Katara out running errands and visiting friends, then making dinner for the house and practicing by the river in the evening.

Sunday has Katara sneaking away for a little bit and winding up in the hot springs. Masaomi's party had been a great idea, okay? And surely nothing weird would go on there, right?]

Comments

[markofthebrave]

You've already been dumped someplace you're not familiar with, without wings. I'd say you're out of luck. You'll just have to deal with some more surprises.

[everlastingturmoil]

I wouldn't want wings. And not if I can get you to spill before we get there.

[markofthebrave]

Not going to happen. [And she wouldn't want you to have them either. That means that he'd be stuck here too and...

...okay, maybe it isn't worse being dead, but... yeah, she doesn't want to think about that right now. She can totally keep this light until they get there and not ask any weird/important questions. She can!]

[everlastingturmoil]

Just tell me... it's not like we have a whole lot to talk about. [He nudges her lightly with his elbow, because it is light. And he likes that. He hasn't had a casual, light conversation in a while, and even if this started off different...

Well now it was okay. And Jet's always been one to take things as they come.]

[markofthebrave]

Nope. [And she skirts away him at the touch. Apparently, she's allowed to be as familiar as she feels the situation warrants, but he needs to keep his hands to himself. A double standard, huh? Who knew.]

Besides, we're almost there.

[everlastingturmoil]

Yeah. [Katara the sexist. He'll try again, though. Just to get to her.]

I'm not the most patient guy, either.

[markofthebrave]

[Hey, it's not sexism! It's just that she's clearly right.

Her gaze flickers to his back, then. Hopefully you won't have to wait too long.

But soon enough, they come to the top of the hill.]

There they are.

["They" are monstrosities made of out snow. There are three of them, a big one, a really big one, and a slightly more normal-sized one. There are tunnels. There are loops. There are sheer falls that turn into spirals. They are beautiful, beautiful horrors.]

[everlastingturmoil]

[He stops to observe, letting it all sink in. Then... he laughs. Not bitterly, but probably the first genuine laugh he's had in a while.]

What are they?

[markofthebrave]

Sledding tracks! [She... hasn't opened them to the general public yet, but various friends have tested it to find that - yes, for the ridiculously athletic they are Perfectly Safe.]

Do you want to try?

[everlastingturmoil]

[He arches a brow. To have time for something as juvenile as sledding... to say no to what could be turned into a challenge...

Please hold while Jet weighs out the possibilities.]

Have as sled big enough?

[markofthebrave]

[Her gaze flickers over him.]

There should be one you can use.

[She neglects to mention that it's Zuko's.] If you think you can handle it...

[everlastingturmoil]

What about you?

[markofthebrave]

I make my own sleds.

[She inclines her head towards the monstrosities.]

Ya up for it?