markofthebrave | [Voice, Action... of a sort] .010

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[Voice, Action... of a sort] .010

Aang didn't come out for breakfast today. When I went in his room to check on him, all his stuff was gone. ...I guess this means he went home, right?

And all the stuff in the kitchen is different - does anyone know how they're supposed to work? ~~Or how they got in here without waking us up, because -- seriously, creepy.~~

[Filtered to Longshot 60%]
Hey - haven't seen you around in a while. How are you doing?

[Filtered to Erza 62%, OPEN to Gaang members]
Hi, Erza! I've got a few questions about magic, and you're the only one I know here who does it. Do you mind?

[Filtered to the Green Lantern 62%]
John Stewart, the Green Lantern. I spoke about it with my brother, and we decided that we were more comfortable if you didn't bring us up.

[As for action? Katara is not going very far today. In fact, she is stuck inside, doing healing sessions with the invalid and making sure he stays in bed, and trying to figure out how all this crazy new stuff works. If you think she'd open the door for you and let you in, feel free to stop by and give the girl ~~something else do~~ a helping hand!]

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[She does not like that look. She does not like that look at all.] But Sokka--

[Hey, that does sound like running water. And she can feel it, too. Move over, big bro, Katara's shouldering her way in and opening that door to the sight of jets of water stopping as soon as the door opens.] Woah.

[Of course her opening it will stop the jets quickly after, but long enough that Sokka got a good look at them.]

Well, I think it's pretty obvious what this does. Let me go grab my dirty clothes.

OK - what, Sokka - wait! There are racks in here. [She pulls one out to demonstrate.] There's no room for clothes in here. Besides - why would you put something to clean clothes in the kitchen?

[Well she does have a point. He'll come back and stare at the racks. They did seem designed to hold certain things. He eyes it... and then the bowl of beans. And then he gets an idea.

He dumps the bowl of beans out in the garbage and then sets the bowl on one of the racks.] Yeah. That should do it.

...you just threw away food.

[Sorry, she'll pay attention in a minute. Just let her get over this shock. ...OK.]

...So, what, you think we put dishes in it?

[He shrugs.] I said it tasted fine, not great. Besides, we're not exactly in a food shortage.

[He'll go ahead and grab the dishes they used for breakfast and stack them in there too. This may be a bit alarming for you, Katara, but Sokka is essentially washing the dishes now. One it's all loaded, he'll close the door and let it come back on.] And now we wait.

[...if he's doing what she thinks he's doing... Katara opens the door again.] You forgot the soap. Where do you think it goes?

Oh. Um.

[He peers inside and looks around. There does seem to be a small little place to store stuff in with a door flap on it.] Maybe it goes here?

...we could try? ...This is weird.

No, this is science, Katara. [Adding the soap now and closing it.] I wonder how long it takes.

...but what's making it go? [She crouches down and puts her hand on the door, trying to feel what's going on inside.]

Well it has to be something... [He eyes the microwave. What is that little rope tassel thing hanging out from below it? He traces it to where its connected to the wall at some sort of panel. Hmmm.

He pulls the cord out and looks at it curiously. He then notices the display on the microwave vanished.] This looks promising.

[Katara leans in to peer at the panel.] It looks like it goes into the wall somehow...

[Did he read something about this? Something like this sounds vaguely familiar. Science class, perhaps? He plugs the cord back in, but he can't help but notice that in doing so, a few sparks are loosed in the process. An idea is beginning to form in his mind.]

I think they're piping in a new kind of power. Kind of like water and gas. Only in this case... I think this stuff is lightning powered.

...are you telling me we have lighting in our walls?

Yeah! Isn't it awesome?

No! No it is not awesome! [She backs away from the counter and into the center of the room] Are you insane? How can this possibly be safe?

Well lightning conducts through metal, right? [He unplugs the microwave and turns the cord towards her to show the metal prongs.] See? Metal. As long as we don't stick anything metal into the panels, except for these new wire things, it'll be perfectly fine.

[She is not very reassured.] Sokka. Lighting. In the walls.

[Sigh.] It's fine, Katara. There's a lot more dangerous things in Luceti. That box there makes food warm almost instantly! And look, I'm washing the dishes as we speak! This is a good thing!

You're not washing the dishes, that thing is. You're also not the one who's been spending every day healing lightning damage! I can't believe they would put it in a house!

... Katara. I know lightning can be a really bad thing. I know what it did to Zuko. [And to Aang.] But that doesn't mean it can't be used for good. Water can refresh a person, but it can also drown a person too! Sure, fire can destroy stuff, but I use it all the time to create new stuff in the smithy. Why should lightning be any different?

[You know what you get for being all logical? A flounce. And a glare. And a stubborn statement.] It's not natural for an element to be boxed up like this.

[OK, OK, she knows she's wrong. Fire in the fireplaces and all that. But. It's not the same!]

[He just shakes his head. That one is way too easy to counter. They box up elements all the time and he knows she enjoys indoor plumbing. So he'll find something else to divert attention.]

Sure does keep the room brighter. [He heads over to the lightswitch and turns it off.] Or not. [And on.] Man. I sure do miss those gas lamps we had. Remember last week when I accidentally spilled the oil all over you while refilling one?

You mean the oil I bent off in five seconds?

[She knows what you're doing, Sokka. It's not gonna work. In fact, she's eyeing the light switch warily right now. Doesn't he get it? Their house is surrounded by fire!]

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