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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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Thanks I really apprec—

[His thanks are almost a little premature before she makes her secondary offer. But really, it just causes Bolin to blush ridiculously. Because yes, it does sound really romantic. But honestly, he still only knows Opal at something of a cursory level.]

Well, [he says as he adjusts his collar, his cheeks flushing hotly,] that would be really nice. Though only if Opal is up for some midnight rendezvous. I mean, I could always catch a late ferry here. They run pretty late at night, right?

[He has to admit that he is considering it a little bit.]

[~~Oogie level over 9000!?~~]

Oh I will; I'm already enjoying it. [Bolin definitely has a sappy grin at hearing Opal's words, and his words have this emotionally heartfelt air. For the first time in a long time, he feels like he's on a somewhat equal footing in a relationship, and that's amazingly special. He lets her finish her noodles while he stares dreamingly at both her and this place that they've gone to.

[And after that, Bolin will guide her around the city, catching up on a few other sights that the two of them have missed—the arena, for one, the Harmony Tower, for two, and even the park that was going to be renamed after Korra as a third. Perhaps they'll stop in a store or two either for fun or, as Opal originally intended, for supplies, and Bolin will gladly offer to carry something (perhaps slightly awkwardly) as they head back to the ferry at the end of the day.]

You know, I really envy you airbending every now and then. What I wouldn't give to be able to fly over the city and see all the lights from above!

[There's also the whole ferry thing; Bolin can't just fly over the bay to the island where Opal is staying.]

The sound of these Desians certainly don't sound all that awesome. In fact, it almost reminds him of the Earth Queen herself. "They didn't have those, but man, I wouldn't want to be watched all the time. I mean, what if I had to go to the bathroom in one of those cells; they would be watching me the entire time!" Clearly, this is the worst part of that sort of prison.

"But yeah, it's exactly like that. It's a play except projected onto a screen!" he says with animated excitement, now that Lloyd has finally gotten the gist of things. "They show them in these dark rooms because otherwise you wouldn't be able to see it, but they're really popular here, across all four of the nations." Or at least so he's been led to believe.

"But seriously, don't think that this world is too bad." Bolin puts a comforting arm on Lloyd's shoulder. "It's actually a pretty great place, and Republic City is one of the best places to be in it. Believe me... I've seen some of the other countries, and they're not exactly the best places in the world."

Well, yeah. I guess I could show it off one of these days. Maybe outside the city. When we've got a little time. There's some spots on the outskirts that I don't think are covered by all the spirit vines. It is kind of cool, even if I've only really used it when my life has been on the line.

[Bolin feels a little more comfortable now that they're talking about it more in the abstract.]

But anyway, I'm going to see you at the tryouts, right?

In all her years, Weiss never thought she would ever let a random gentleman hold her this way, certainly not a bum. But there was something about Wan that eased her fears. He wasn't egotistical or even overly confident. Wan was Wan, a simple man with simple desires. And Weiss liked that about him. He was everything she wasn't.

Her worn-out legs were thankful for the brief respite. She was scared at first, fingers clutching to the arm around her as they rose higher. It was even worse when she looked down and noticed how high up they were. There was only a cloud between them and falling to the ground.

Lloyd gives Bolin a startled look. Of all the things he'd worried about with the Desians and their surveillance systems, that's something that never even crossed his mind. "Ew, you think someone would really watch that closely?"

He spends a moment trying to envision what Bolin is describing to him. A play on one of those screens... "What makes it better than just watching a play in person?" Just simple curiosity now. "Don't the screens make it look... I dunno... Kind of flat?" He scratches the back of his head, not sure if he's got the right words, but as amazing and lifelike as video technology is, there's still something about it that just... isn't quite the same.

He lets out a breath, appreciating Bolin's gesture of comfort, even if it can't quite ease all the line of worry that's creeping around in the back of his head. Not that he's willing to acknowledge that worry just yet. He only just got here. He hasn't even begun to look for a way to get back, so of course he hasn't found one yet. Smiling, he gives Bolin a shoulder nudge in return. "I haven't seen much of it yet, but it seems pretty cool. Think anyone will mind if I stay for a bit?" You know, just until he figures out how to get back to his world.

A blank look is the last thing Lloyd had expected. He gives her a flummoxed one in return. How could she not know about the system of world regeneration? Unless...? "What about the Chosen of Mana? You know about him at least, right?"

Maybe she's from the Tethe'alla side of the world and knows more about Zelos than Colette.

Wan held her close, making sure she could lean on him. When her fingers tightened he looked down at her and saw how scared she was. He just smiled and leaned in to speak into her ear so she could hear him over the sound of the wind, "Relax. I'm not going to let you fall."

"I'm very relaxed!" she shouted over the sound of the wind. At the same time, she squeezed Wan's arm tighter. "I mean, given the circumstances..."

"It's just flying!" he laughed back, but did her the favor of moving back down so they skimmed over the ground and moved more like they were on a scooter. Still fairly dangerous if one of them fell off, but the height wouldn't be a problem. "Is that better?"

Weiss gasped when they moved again, but once she noticed what Wan was doing, the tension in her shoulders began to wear off. Okay, yes, this was a lot better.

"It's not like I've ever gone flying before," she said in response, extracting her tight fingers from Wan's arm. She turns her head to give him a wry smirk. "I didn't know airbenders could do this."

"I don't think any of them can," he said back after a moment of thought as he 'skated' them around other pedestrian traffic that had stopped to stare at the two of them. "At least, as far as I've seen, I'm the only one who knows how to cloudwalk. Everyone else that flys uses a glider to get them lift."

Her eyes widened a little. "You really are unique."

Wan blushed at what he was taking for a compliment, clearly uncomfortable and unused to those, "Yeah. I guess I am. Not as much as I used to be, though."

How many Avatars had there been, anyway?

It had been a compliment, as well as an observation. Weiss was not always tactful in how she phrased things.

"I think it's refreshing. I'm sure all the airbenders wish they could cloudwalk!"

"Only one," he said back. "Well, only one that I know of. He's the only one I've actually shown it to. I don't really go to Air Temple Island that much. The life of an Air Nomad is one I would like to be able to embrace, but I don't think I can just yet."

Thanks. You're a really nice guy.

[He ponders.]

I hope he's okay... Opal. I did meet her earlier! So maybe Tenzin is somewhere.

He pauses for a moment, blinks, and the smiles mischievously as he cracks his fingers.

"Bumi... Let's take that challenge! We'll make the tastiest, most airbendery meal that's ever been made!" And then he pauses for a moment. "...Do you know how to cook?"

[Opal can't help the light laugh as she slowly moves the ferry along toward Air Temple Island.]

It's not exactly flying though, you know.

Yuri had expected to catch Lloyd off guard but... this is a bit much? What was the kid even trying to do? It looked like he was trying to attack but was really off the mark. Well... he wasn't going to complain! At least not too much.

The ring of metal as the swords clash is a satisfying sound, especially as the sword goes sailing, end over end through the air. And with Lloyd off balance, Yuri sticks out his foot, intending to trip him up. If he can keep the kid off balance, he can bring a swift end to this.

Lloyd might have been caught off guard and at a disadvantage because of his handicap, but that doesn't mean this is over, Yuri. If there's one thing Kratos drilled him mercilessly on that doesn't rely on using mana, it's maintaining and keeping aware of his footing, and of things that would interfere with that. He sees the foot coming, and while he's too off balance to sidestep it, he's in a perfect position to flip over it - almost starting the opening steps of one of his Tempest techniques, but only at the last second reining in that instinct. It's just a normal flip, letting him land more securely on both feet.

But still down to just one sword. Damn it, damn it, damn it! He slashes at Yuri, trying to keep him back. Maybe if he can buy enough time to get his other sword. It doesn't look like it's going to land too far away. No way he'll be able to reach it before it falls, though. Not without turning his back on Yuri, and no way is he going to do that.

Bumi makes a show of brushing and straightening his coat.

"Do I know how to cook, he asks. Of course I know how to cook. No one who's spent as much time on Kitchen Patrol as I have doesn't know how to cook. You wound me by asking such things. Wound me."

"Sorry for wounding you!" he chimes very lightly as he stands up as well. But he raises an eyebrow in confusion. "Wait, did we - will we... We put you on a kitchen patrol?"

"As well you should be," he says suitably mollified.

"Ha! You and Mom? Leave me in the kitchen unattended?" Bumi also rises to his feet, but it's a far less light affair. "Not likely," he says with a laugh.

"My first few years in the Forces were..." and then he stops, because this Aang didn't get progress reports from his superior officers.

Great, I'll be looking forward to it then! It's okay, I won't mind if you can't actually do it-- Or, if you prefer I could help out a bit. You know, with the whole "life in the line thing".

[ She smirks, not hundred percent serious. Unless he actually asked her to, she would never put someone as friendly as Bolin in danger. ]

Yeah, you bet! There's no way I'm passing up an opportunity like this.

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Welcome to Republic City!

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Timebending again?

Finally let us continue this!

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Much timebending, such ferry.

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