markofthebrave | [Action, Voice] .006

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[Action, Voice] .006

[After a good cry, some good advice, and throwing down with the whole of Luceti against Aku the other day, Katara is feeling much more like herself. And she is on a mission. She can be found mid-afternoon heading towards whatever store in Luceti sells paint.

Fire Nation Red in her living room? Not anymore!]

Let's see... I guess I could go blue with green accents... or maybe something even more neutral? Maybe find a cream... No, no orange, it's too close to red...

[Katara has never had a chance to play with paints and colors before! She's a little lost with all the options. She just knows that she wants to make their shared space an open, welcoming one, one that represents all of them ~~and even the one that they're missing~~ and one which won't remind her of that stupid experiment's 'misplaced decimal.' But she has come far enough that she doesn't want it to just chase out Zuko either, although she is perfectly happy never seeing him again. Clearly, the girl is expecting too much out of paint. Someone help?]

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[It's very weird for Katara to have someone else -- someone that she knows -- cooking for her. She's eaten in restaurants before and enjoyed hospitality from people along their travels, but even then she was allowed to help.]

Do you want any help, Sanji?

[that earns her a grateful smile]

Thank you for the offer, Katara-chan, but it will only take about ten minutes to finish everything. [he's already got a knife out and is cutting up the ingredients, grabbing a fresh loaf of french bread for their sandwiches, slicing up the fruit. Every move is quick, efficient.

And he might've been lying about that ten minutes. At the rate he's going, it'll take five]

Though if you want to put on a pot of tea for you and Nami-san, I'd appreciate it.

I can do that! [Katara will slide away from the chair eagerly, glad to be doing something to help. Though truthfully, she could just watch Sanji cook for a while - it's a bit like watching someone practice bending.]

I'm glad that you were able to use the ice slide all right yesterday. You're not hurt at all, are you? You seem fine.

Not at all! I feel alright.

[a pause] You're quite impressive in battle. [that's no light compliment coming from him.] That was waterbending?

[Katara nods and watches the teapot steadily. She's pleased by the compliment, she's worked hard to become so, but yesterday's battle doesn't exactly give her the taste of a job well done.] For all the good it did. This is the second time I've had to fight him and still all I can do is just try to outrun him. He just absorbs all my attacks! If he didn't hide his wings, we'd at least stand a chance, but as it is... [A muscle in her cheek pulses. It's clearly not in her nature to admit when she can't defeat something.] It's like going up against a spirit.

Edited 2010-03-05 06:24 (UTC)

That's manageable, though. He got tired in the square. [Hi, mind if Nami jumps into this conversation?] He gets tired, he's not quite as good at hiding his wings. And even if we can't see them, I think some attacks are still capable of targeting them.

Lightning, for one.

Edited 2010-03-05 06:39 (UTC)

[Sanji feels ya, Katara. He wants to pretend that battle didn't happen because damn, that was just embarrassing]

There's also holy magic of any kind. [Working off what Nami says, nodding at the lady sitting down.]

No skills we have at our disposal yet, but Aku's no shitty god. [a smirk, slicing up the last of the fruit. The bread has been lightly toasted from the oven, and he takes the pieces out before constructing the sandwiches] And even if he was, we've tackled those before.

[Katara nods as Nami speaks -- she'd noticed those wings pop out and was glad that someone had taken him out, and she'd noticed the holy magic that hurt him -- it was kind of hard to miss. But just as she was about to ask Nami a question, Sanji completely derails her train of thought. Have a wide-eyed question.]

You guys went up against a god?

[Heh. Nami will just offer up a small grin and say nothing to that. Sanji will put it so much better than she can.]

Some shithead who could turn himself into lightning and literally shoot down entire islands from the sky, yeah. [Sanji's no Usopp in this department, but he can dress up a tale every now and then]

He could turn himself into lighting? [And Katara is torn between eagerly wanting to hear the story and trying to figure out how that's possible -- and how to fight it. Warrior wins over little girl and her brow furrows.]

I've fought someone who used lightning before, but I've never heard of anyone who was able to turn into lightning before. And it was a large enough bolt to be able light a whole island on fire?

[That would be really hard to deflect...]

More like a lightning storm than a single lightning bolt.

He'd be the only one who can turn himself into lightning in our world, though. [Pauses for a second - she knows Katara has already met Brook and Chopper and Luffy, so:] Has anyone told you about devil fruits?

[Her voice is a little worried. Despite having met the skeleton man and the talking reindeer, she hasn't exactly had a chance to speak to them, and other things were on her mind so she didn't follow up about them.] No, but it doesn't sound good.

They're fruits that grant the user some type of ability after eating. Luffy, Chopper, and Brook all ate one. So did that "god".

[sandwiches finished~! Next he'll lightly toss the fruit in that sauce of his. Biscuits that are in the oven will be done in another minute or two]

Only one fruit of each kind exists at a given time, so as Nami-san said, only he can turn himself into lightning.

Luffy? [She remembers meeting him, and she remembers him bringing a huge bag of meat, but she doesn't remember him doing anything like... being a doctor reindeer or a living skeleton.] What does the fruit make him do? And where does the fruit come from? Is it -- safe?

You know, I'm not exactly sure where it comes from. I know it grows on the Grand Line somewhere. But Luffy ate one that turned him into rubber, which is ...a lot more useful than it sounds.

[...and she's not sure whether to tell Katara about their downside or not. It's not the smartest sort of information to give out to anyone, really. So for now, she'll leave that part out, though Sanji might have other ideas.]

[Katara doesn't have much experience with this material. She's... got no idea what this means in terms of Luffy's abilities. She's just going to stay silent for a few moments and chew over what she's hearing. She's got the expectant look of someone who's waiting for the end of the story.]

There's a price to pay for eating one. [Sanji's caught on how Nami glossed over that issue, but for now he sees no reason to keep it from Katara. She's a smart girl; he'll bank on her keeping it to herself. And if not, that's a bridge they'll cross later]

He can't be submerged in water or he sinks like a hammer. [And now that most of the meal is done, Sanji turns to face them, leaning lightly against a counter]

...And you're pirates? So you're sailing all the time with three people who can't swim?

Four, actually.

Four...

[Katara's still got no idea what this whole 'rubber man' thing is all about, she's just zooming in on what her suspension of disbelief has latched onto as the most dangerous part of this story. What kind of people would choose to sail if they knew that the slightest thing went wrong, they wouldn't have any chance?

The tea kettle starts to whistle, and Katara's thankful to have something to do with her hands as she processes this.]

Who's the forth one?

Robin-chwaaaaaaaaaaaaaan~!

[there's a longing note in Sanji's voice, beyond the usual excitement that couples his vocal offerings to women. Someone misses his second goddess.]

[Grin.]

Robin's another crewmate of ours, but she hasn't turned up in Luceti yet. [And hopefully never will. ~~Ohoho.~~]

Oh. [Katara's poured the hot water for tea and set the kettle back down. She's a bit at a loss of what to do next. Should she go sit down? Keep standing?]

How large is your crew? Of the four of us, we're only missing Aang. And [her shoulders straighten] it's better that way.

We've got two missing. [And Sanji's hoping it stays that way, no matter how he misses them. Better they be stuck back at home than in the hellhole.

And thankfully the biscuits are finally ready, which means the preparations are complete. He places them tastefully on a dish, and brings the finished meal out to the table: avocado ham sandwiches dressed lightly in a sour cream and lemon paste, an assortment of fruits he tossed in a tangy sauce for that added zing, and biscuits to compliment it all]

Aang keeps an eye on the elements, right?

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