[ooc: Backdated all the way back to the first day!]

At the end of a long day, Katara and Aang have ended up settling in the most unlikely of places: their own future home, Air Temple Island. Aang was left with a lot on his mind. Meeting a past Avatar and the future one, his granddaughter and his son, his best friend as an old man and a number of other faces new and old. Including new airbenders and new sky bison and lemurs. And a constant reminder that he doesn't belong here. He shouldn't be alive anymore, and this isn't his time. It was a lot for Aang to take in, and he wondered how Katara was holding up.

That means it's time to visit the girl's dormitories. He's afraid of getting in trouble, so he's sneaky as possible, darting between trees and airbending around. Luckily he knows which room is hers and so approaches from the outside. Soon, there's a monk perched at her windowsill, smiling softly as he peers into the room and waves. He calls out to her in a conspiratorial hush. "Katara?"

A pile of newspapers was ready to be distributed the moment the results were in. There is, as is most likely expected, a problem with that. Some of the newspaper headlines reads as the following:

( Oops.... )

( The real results )

( Missing Persons )