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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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Nabooru sat back and pushed the plate towards him. "Sure, why not?" She'd done more than her fair share of pickpocketing lately, a lot easier when nobody was paying attention and there were so many people to take from. So she wasn't in a poor enough position to turn down some little airbender.

"They don't feed you over there at that temple?" Smiling at him, sort of half joking.

"I... haven't really been to the temple yet," he says meekly, as he reaches for a few select sweets. "But I doubt too many treats - aside from fruit pies!" And he nodded gratefully at her as he sampled his selection. "Thank you very much."

"Oh," She made a broad fanning gesture down the length of his clothes. "I just assumed." As far as she knew most of them came and went from there. What reason would they have not to?

Maybe he was new- or probably, for that matter. "No problem." He seemed sweet enough. "What's your name?"

"That's okay! I know it must be easy to assume." He gave a nervous smile. "My name's Aang. What's yours?" He can't think of an alias, but at the same time he's trying to cover up exactly who he is.

A young air bender named Aang. She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Your parents big fans of the last avatar?" Probably so. Or maybe wishful thinking about giving birth to the new one. As an afterthought she added in, "Nabooru."

"You... could say something like that!" His lying doesn't necessarily sound obvious, but it is a bit overly excited. And he's quick to focus on the other subject as he chews down a glazed doughnut. "It's nice to meet you, Nabooru! I don't think I've ever heard a name like that before." He reaches for a Varri-cake.

He seemed a little twitchy- which she thought after the fact it might be a bad idea to let him stuff his face with sugar. But he wasn't her kid so she didn't really care too much. And if he didn't want to focus on himself, she would easily let the conversation go to herself.

"It's one of a kind." So she liked to say. While there were no others in her tribe before or after that had it, it was likely one of the elder generations might have. "It comes from the heart of the desert." Much like herself, clearly.

"The desert, huh?" Some of Aang's worst memories come from the desert, but he maintains an even tone as he speaks. "Is that where you come from, too?"

"Born and bred." For generations and generations. And as much as she'd like to preen about that too, she didn't really want to go into the reasons why she had to leave. "But not that much opportunities these days." Said with a dismissive wave of her hand before she picked another treat off her plate and unceremoniously shoved it in her mouth.

"So this is where the opportunities are." He gives a solid nod as he tries to figure everything out. "This really does seem like a place with a lot of opportunity... and sweets!"

"Sweets are often the best opportunities." Not really, but he seemed young and she wasn't quite at the level of corrupting children yet. "Are your parents around anywhere?" She couldn't imagine one so young off in the city by himself, but stranger things had happened.

He simply shakes his head. "No, I'm on my own. My parents.... They're not around." Anyone he could have called parent has been gone for a hundred... no, no it must be closer to two hundred years now. "But I wanna join the airbenders at the temple." And now there's some jelly lingering on his chin from the latest treat.

Orphans were probably a more common thing in the city- even if he wasn't really from around here. It was hard for her to imagine not living in a tight group with people to take care of you ... yet at the same time she'd just got done with leaving all that behind her. Nabooru was sure he wasn't quite the same case.

"They'll take good care of you over there." It seemed like a good place, and air benders were good people. She leaned over to swipe her thumb across his chin to clean off the stray jam and then swiped it on the corner of the tablecloth.

He blushes slightly, giving a nervous chuckle as she wipes it away. "Right. Seems like people here are really nice... and airbenders are supposed to be even nicer than that! The one I met before... she was definitely very nice!" The granddaughter he never knew he'd have. "So... I think I'll be okay."

"The people in the city are suspect. But air benders can always be counted on to be good." Because that was there creed or something like that. It was something she could respect, even if it was something she definitely couldn't follow.

"Just don't trust everyone you see. You'll do fine." The only advice she could really give a newcomer. The city was full of sleaze .... she herself was no exception.

"I knew I could count on airbenders." He smiles at her. It's great to hear that his people are still honored by others. "And I trust you, too, Nabooru." He might have some trouble following the part about not trusting everyone.

"Don't be ridiculous." Though it's definitely an admonishment, it's not said cruelly. And she's still smiling at him. Children were usually this way. "You don't know anything about me." It's not like she'd ever steal from him, even thieves had their codes, but she knew even she wasn't to be trusted.

"But I know your name's Nabooru and that you're from the desert and that you like sweets." He recites that quickly, then he adds, "And you share. I think that's enough to start with." He says that very confidently. He's seen his fair share of the darker side of humanity, but right now he's inclined to believe that Nabooru can't be very bad.

A laugh escapes her. Kids were so precious. She really didn't want to see anything bad happen to this one. "Sure. That's enough." She pushed the remaining plate towards him in hopes that he'd take it. "Let me know how it's going, if we run into each other again. Alright?" Nabooru was sure they wouldn't mistreat him, but one never knew. And she wouldn't mind running into him again from time to time.

"Of course." He claps his hands together and makes a grateful bow, as he beams at her. "I'll make a full report! And... thank you again, for being so generous. Are you sure you don't want the last plate?"

She waves her hand. "You take it. I'm full." Nabooru's insatiable appetite would never be appeased but he looked skinny and who knew if he'd make it there tonight. Even though junk food wasn't the best it would at least ease her conscience about whether or not he'd be alright on his own.

At least he exercises often enough and otherwise has a healthy diet. "Alright. I'll make sure this doesn't go to waste, then! Seeya around?"

"Sooner or later." The city was big but at least he had a mainstay. She didn't, but she was sure they'd run into each other eventually.

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