[Accidental Voice] .001

[markofthebrave]

[Stirring awake, the first thing she notices is that it's cold -- and it's not cold in the fire nation. Glancing up and around there are snowflakes all around her... and no one in her group.] Aang? Sokka? Toph?

Where are my clothes? [Shuddering, she rubs her arms together.]

[Time to get a little louder now, stomping around, and where is the fire and why is she in a forest?] Toph? Aang? Sokka!? This isn't funny!

Ow! What? What is this? [The sound of turning pages. She'll close it and start looking around in a minute for some shelter and her friends, not necessarily in that order. This Southern Watertribe girl is not about to get frostbite in some strange forest just because she woke up in weird clothes with no shoes.]

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[empires-honor.livejournal.com]

[He's not ready to discuss that his last breath at home was dying at the hands of said Kefka]

I apologize if this next statement taints the news of your arrival, but let it be said that Kefka is friend to no one. He is but a maniacal clown intent upon ruling the world.

[voice]

[markofthebrave]

[A... maniacal clown?]

No, I appreciate the warning. I'll keep that in mind. Is he from your world?

[voice]

[empires-honor.livejournal.com]

Our world must lay claim to him, yet I will protect the people here as well as ensure that he never returns to terrorize our people again.

[voice]

[markofthebrave]

Oh. My world isn't exactly full of only good people either. I know what it's like to need to stop them.

[voice]

[empires-honor.livejournal.com]

It would seem that our worlds are not quite so different Miss...

[He stops quite suddenly as he realizes he does not even know the name of his companion.

[voice]

[markofthebrave]

Oh! Katara. My name is Katara.

[voice]

[empires-honor.livejournal.com]

Miss Katara, 'Tis my pleasure to be acquainted with you.