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Welcome to Republic City!

It was a bright and sunny normal day in Republic City. Children were playing, spirits were chirping about, and everything was going along like normal. Well at least that's what everyone seemed to think. That is until so many people seemed to be appearing out of nowhere. For some reason Republic City seemed to be more lively and the crowds bigger.

The spirits have grown restless as if something important was about to change, and to try to fix that change, the spirits with their big long tree like limbs dragged people into the world left and right. Even the vines covering Republic City seemed to help. Although the spirits had the best intentions in mind, some people were more affected by the grab than others. There's talk that people in this city don't even know what this place is. People who have never heard of the words "bender" or "non-bender."

Welcome to Republic City! And to those who already live here: Happy Saturday. Please make yourselves at home and don't mind a little spirit gunk. It's mostly harmless. Go enjoy yourself a classic mover. Maybe you're the athletic type. If that's the case, come watch a few Pro-bending matches or form your own team. Just watch out for any Satomobiles. They can be deadly no matter how pretty the driver is.

Please remember to enjoy your stay and don't cause too much trouble. The Republic City Police don't need more riffraff to take care of. And don't stray too far. To make the the peace is kept, there's a huge spirit barrier around the perimeter of the city. It seems pretty strong, but it won't be able to last forever. Still, it's worrying. Radio signals and telegraphs don't seem to be getting past it.

[ OOC: The game is officially open! From this point on, feel free to make any posts you want or tag into this. Please remember to tag your posts with Canon: Character. Finally, although the game has no real network, you're free to respond with prose or brackets, whatever you're comfortable with. With that said, have fun! ]

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"Oh good... it's not just me thinking that," he says with a sigh of relief. He hasn't met all that many of them, but really, it actually takes a lot for Bolin to think that someone is actually weird. "I mean, just a few days ago, I met some... eh, guy during a Pai Sho match who claimed to be Avatar Wan." And then in a whisper, he adds, "I think he was a little messed up in the head, if you know what I mean." He shrugs it off though.

"I think I'm okay for now, but if I need more, you'll be the first one I talk to." Because really, he was met with a few more refusals than he had expected, though they were still going out.

[~~Finally, a new person with a completely sensible name.~~]

Oh I know, me too. I'm hoping that this is a comeback year for the Fire Ferrets and that we can show them what we're made of. [Of course, Bolin is talking about the metaphorical "we" of himself and whoever ends up on the team, but he doesn't catch that it could easily be interpreted as Yang being in on that!] So before you go, where are you from, Yang? I've never seen you on any of the other teams, so are you new to the city? Or did you just not make a team last year?

[Well, the guy clearly isn't trying to threaten his life or anything, so Bolin calms down... a little bit. This guy definitely must be new to Republic City... or possibly from some rural town in the Fire Nation maybe?]

Well you should be careful with that. No one really carries weapons around in the city, and if he police catch you with that, well... the chief of police Lin isn't known for being super lenient. [Even if she finally is more of a softie now.] I mean, you don't want them thinking you're going to go around killing everyone with that.

[Bolin certainly hopes he's not going to bring it to the tryouts either.]

Yes?

[Technically, he hasn't watched every single move of Tenzin since coming back, so it's theoretically possible that they went to Kangaroo Island—wherever that is—to grant someone else his arrows. But seriously, Tenzin would've made such the big deal out of it.]

Okay, well if you're not Avatar Aang, then who are you?

"Unfortunately, that's out of the question while this barrier is in place. And just because they have a motive doesn't mean they'd possess the power to do so." Not even Zaheer, for all his spiritual enlightenment, could do anything like this, and probably wouldn't want to. He believed in freedom above all, even if his notion of freedom was taken to the utmost extreme.

"Oh no, of course I wouldn't mind. It would be wrong to leave you to fend for yourself in a place you're not familiar with." Finding someone willing to be the guardian of a boy claiming to be from another world might prove... difficult, but he's sure some arrangement can be made. Republic City is a very large place, after all.

Once they are standing up straight again, she clasps her hands in front of her, still smiling warmly. At least she thinks she is smiling warmly, but the whole concept of warm is a strange concept to her.

"Are you out here by yourself?"

Lloyd's smile starts to slip, confusion taking its place again. Darn it, just when he thought things were starting to clear up. "That doesn't make any sense. There's only two countries right now. Sylvarant and Tethe'alla, because those were the worlds before we reunited them. Maybe you're thinking of the countries that were before Sylvarant and Tethe'alla. Like... uh... Balacruf?" Okay, he's not even sure if Balacruf was a country or something else. This is starting to exit the realm of geography and going into history now, and History might well be his worst subject.

"Either way," he goes on, glossing over his uncertainty, "I've traveled a lot, so I'm pretty sure I would have heard if there were four other countries in the world."

He gives a goofy smile in response.

"Um, right now I'm by myself. But I have a bunch of friends who- who're in the city, too. I'm gonna meet up with them later."

The name's Aang.

...With three a's.

Magic doesn't really exist in this world. There are some things that are close to magic, mostly the spirits, but nothing like that where a kiss, no matter how true the love in it, will do anything but make the person you're kissing feel better. If they like being kissed.

Zuko just stares at Ty Lee in confusion. What is going on here? Why didn't she remembers these things? She should remember. But if the last thing she remembers is the thing at the beach then... she doesn't know anything about what happened.

There will be a lot to fill her in on. And with that that, Zuko glances around, then looks back to Ty Lee.

"We should talk about this somewhere else."

"What?!" and then Zuko realizes that his volume hadn't gone down at all. So he tries it again in a harsh whisper after glancing at some people passing by. "What?"

This... this is crazy! How can they be in the future?! How are they even here at all! Why would the spirits bring people anywhere?

But instead of asking these questions just yet, Suki's gets his attention.

"Uh... sure?"

Mikazuki started laughing as he watched the fire gathering around the spear. Just a chuckle, for now, but it held the potential to become a full blown maniacal cackle. He'd never seen this technique before--this fight was bound to get interesting.

Another wall of fire rose to counter Nezha's. For a moment, they were both concealed by the flames. Mikazuki took the chance to scale a nearby wall and when the fire dissipated, he lunged. In his book, it wasn't a real fight until you tried to drop-kick someone in the head.

Fortunately, the use of fire as a distraction to get up close was also a favored technique of Nezha's, so if he was expecting to take the boy by surprise with that move, he'd be sorely mistaken.

Again he swung the spear to counter Mikazuki's attack, meeting his kick with the flat of the blade, and immediately followed it by an upward kick to send a burst of flame at his (hopefully unbalanced) opponent.

[Zuko's brows furrow and his mouth turns into a deep frown. He doesn't like this, not one bit. All of this makes him feel vulnerable.]

I will. But... what am I supposed to do? Hide?

Asami nodded, still clearly concerned, but there wasn't any lead on an explanation, yet. She followed by describing the occurrences of the past few weeks, filling in whatever she feels that Mako could possibly need to know.

"...And I did speak with Bolin, earlier. He seemed fine."

"We're still adjusting to it ourselves, to be honest. They aren't harmful, as long as you don't do anything stupid enough to annoy them." Then... you're on your own, as far as Asami was concerned. There have been more than enough stories of people wandering into the wilds without any sense of reverence.

Whoops! Mikazuki attempted to retreat, using the flat of the blade as a jumping board, but the jump wasn't perfect. He faltered, and the flame passed dangerously close. The landing wasn't graceful at all, but he was quick to regain his wits. If he's already on the ground, might was well use it.

He crouched as low as he could and aimed a sweeping kick at Nezha's feet, with added flame.

Though Nezha's reflexes were far above average, his range was long, and even he couldn't counter a sweep that close.

"Guh!" And down he went, barely able to catch himself from landing on his backside. He had to be quick--if he gave Mikazuki even a moment's opening, it would all be over. Nezha launched himself into a backflip, sending an arc of flame from his feet to cover his recovery. Playing defensively wasn't his forte, but he had to get some distance back between them again.

Zuko opened his mouth as if to say something. What does she mean by that?! He is Lord Zuko, but that causes him to pause. That must mean that she doesn't recognize him for who he is, but rather that he just looks similar to her? Is there some imposter? What's going on here? He then thinks better of saying anything and closes his mouth with a frown.

"Uh... right."

But something isn't right here, and it's probably not a good idea to go announcing himself as the Fire Lord anyway until he understand what's going on beter.

"What's so great about this city?"

With all those questions about the mask, Zuko reaches up to pinch his nose with an irritated sigh. And yes, he did catch those biting words about the sightseeing, and he grimaced. Right... she's blind, stupid.

"We're in the future."

And then there was s a pause before he continued.

"I know, it's crazy! I didn't believe it at first either! But we are. This is a city that Aang and I will eventually help create. And... I'm still alive. There's an older version of me in this city. That's why I have to wear the mask."

Mikazuki had to roll away from the flaming arc. He punched out a fireball even as he dodged, but it was hardly accurate and by the time he sprang to his feet, Nezha has already had the time to increase the distance.

With a long, fluid movement, he extended a fire stream, lashing out like a whip.

"Haha, don't tell me you're leaving! I thought we're having fun!"

"I am having fun!" Nezha laughed back, using his spear as a polevault to leap over the fiery whip and throw back a few bursts of his own. He held no illusions that they'd hit, but at this point the adrenaline pumping through him was enough that he was having a blast.

Wan gestured for her to lead the way and took up walking along side her.

"So what were you doing that made the day so long?" he asked, still smiling at her. "I had a pretty long one myself. You tell me about yours and I'll tell you about mine."

He raised an eyebrow in surprise, but gave another bow before moving toward the back of Druk's head. Which was when he noticed the length of rope strung between the dragon's horns. This guy was used to letting someone ride him.

"Looks like you have at least one other friend you let do this," Wan said with a grin as he hopped on in a single, easy jump. "Thanks."

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