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Slow Heat
Chapter 2 – Learning
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Katara
4.5 Months BSC
(Late April, 1101)
It felt a bit strange to have two Firebenders in our group at first. Sokka and I were both suspicious, and why wouldn’t we? After all that we had been through and the previous times we had been with Iroh or Zuko, it would have been foolish not to be. Sokka had taken me aside the day that I had healed the older Firebender and told me that they would snatch Aang when we were sleeping and run off to the Fire Nation. Admittedly, it was not hard to believe. And without Appa, it would be hard to go after Zuko and his uncle.
But Zuko and Iroh had looked so poor, no longer bedecked in magnificent Fire Nation attire. They had no crew with them and looked so different with their hair grown out. When Iroh explained to me that they were truly exiles, I honestly felt sorry for them. He was such a well-spoken man with a firm but friendly demeanor, and I knew that he was genuinely grateful for what I had done for him.
When I had healed him, I felt scar tissue in his heart from what Azula had done to him. I used the water in his body to gently cleanse out his heart and make the buildup dissipate harmlessly into his bloodstream. When I learned that the Fire Nation woman was his niece I was appalled that she would do this to her own family. But it was what convinced Sokka that they would do us no harm.
Zuko preferred to keep to himself. He did his share of the work but did not participate in the banter that the rest of us shared. The day after I healed Iroh, Aang received his first Firebending lesson from him. Zuko merely sat and watched. I had been curious and Iroh had smiled and invited me to observe the lessons. I sat across from Zuko in the small clearing as Iroh gave Aang a few tips on stance as well as a short lecture on the basics of Firebending. I found him pleasant to listen to and his pointers interesting.
“I understand that in Airbending, you are taught to evade and move about when you are confronting a enemy.” Iroh stated as Aang stood before him. As if to reinforce his point, the older man moved forward suddenly, brandishing fire in his hand. Aang launched himself into the air with a blast of air and landed behind Iroh.
The older man slowly turned to face the Avatar, nodding slowly and stroking his beard.
“Just as I thought. That will come in handy during fighting, as only Airbenders can take to the air. However, my brother will surely anticipate that and he will without a doubt be able to send a attack into the air to bring you down… “ To emphasize his point, Iroh shot out his arm and a wide arc of fire shot into the sky.
I saw Aang swallow and nod.
“Firebending is different. We may evade when we need to… but we prefer the more direct approach. When the time is appropriate… you will have to face the Fire Lord head on.”
I could not help but remember when Toph had told the Avatar to face things head on. I would never forget how she smashed her head against a boulder to emphasize her point. It had been absolutely jarring to see that and afterward I had insisted on checking her head to see that she did not hurt herself. Of course, she refused and we almost got into a fight.
“Now, let’s work on your stance.” Iroh said.
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Zuko
Uncle was indeed very much improved. I could see it in his eyes and the way he walked. After we had made our way to the group, there was a bit of reluctance from the others. Sokka was more open with his distrust while the Avatar studied us with curiosity. It had taken some words from the Waterbender to calm her brother down.
To help break the ice, my uncle made tea for everyone. It seemed to help but I distanced myself from the group, sitting against a tree and sipping my tea. It felt odd being in such close proximity to the Avatar yet unable to fulfill the mission that had set me on this path. I looked up as I heard him laugh at the story my uncle was telling the group. My uncle had always had an easier time getting people to open to him, and he did not do it with false pleasantness. Sometimes I envied his gift.
I also slept apart from the group. Uncle tried to coax me to come closer but I declined. I was still uncomfortable with the arrangement and it would take me a while to get used to being part of a larger group. When I had my ship, I was in charge and my crew obeyed my orders. Here… no one seemed to actually be in charge. The authority seemed to be spread around evenly as were the responsibilities and I felt left out. There were quite a few differences between them and myself and we were all aware of it.
I listened as my uncle instructed the Avatar. As I did, I glanced across the clearing to where the Waterbender sat. She listened to my uncle attentively and when he paused in his speech she glanced across the clearing at me. As soon as she noticed me watching her, she quickly looked over at the Avatar as if there was something distasteful with the sight of me. I tightened my jaw but said nothing, turning my attention to my uncle and the Avatar.
My uncle gave him several pointers on stance and breathing and when they were done, the boy bowed to the older man. Uncle beamed and smiled back. When I took my attention from them, Katara was already gone.
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Zuko
It had been nearly two weeks since Uncle and I joined the Avatar’s group. Just a little over four months remained before Sozin’s Comet would grace the sky, and we were not far from Ba Sing Se. Two, three more days at most. It would feel a little odd to be in so large of a city again, I mused as I remembered what Uncle had told me about this city that was supposed to be the last stronghold of the Earth Kingdom, now that Omashu had fallen. I prayed to Agni that my scar would be less noticeable among such a huge population. My hair had grown longer, and some of it hung over my scar, obscuring it partially. In a month, I'd be able to hide it completely.
I ran my hand along it as I silently observed the Avatar training with his Earthbending teacher. Usually, my uncle or I would give the Avatar lessons in the morning after breakfast, or sometimes before. Then later he would train with Toph or Katara. I often meditated or worked on my Firebending then. Katara was usually the last on the Avatar’s bending curriculum, often working well into the twilight or dark hours. This schedule was not set in stone, but we usually went by it.
After I finished my own instruction, I hadn’t bothered to leave the clearing. Even though I got impatient with my uncle’s long-winded stories sometimes, I knew and appreciated his wisdom, and had remembered his words about the four elements. During the last few lessons that the Avatar had with Toph, I observed silently. It was educational to see the almost glaring contrast between Earth and Airbending. I learned plenty about Air from my previous attempts to capture the Avatar, as well as my own lessons with him. I enjoyed listening to Toph’s lectures and tried to learn as much from them as I could.
Toph Beifong was not like any other girl I had ever seen. It seemed almost impossible to believe that she came from an old, noble, and powerful family. She was blunt, even sounding mean at times if she was provoked, she hated receiving help, and she did not have any ladylike mannerisms. We got along and were civil with each other, although sometimes she could sometimes rub me the wrong way. This inevitably led to the two of us making harsh comments at one another, but as quickly as our arguments would flare up, they would flare down. I had never forgotten how she knocked me off my feet at our first encounter, but I now had a grudging respect for her.
When the Avatar bowed to her and left the clearing, she turned her head in my direction and addressed me with her usual bluntness.
“Are you just going to sit around and mope or come down here and train with me?”
I knew that she was aware of my presence, and that she knew I had observed the last few sessions. I found her ability to ‘see’ nothing short of amazing, when I figured it out. She could see more in some ways than sighted people could, and I wondered if I could use my own Bending ability to expand my own senses in some way. My sight and hearing on the left side of my face were affected by the burn, the respective organs reduced in their functionality. Seeing her use her bending to see made me want to figure out how to use my own in a similar way, and while I meditated, I tried to teach myself.
“Train with you?” I asked skeptically.
“Yeah. Come and learn Earthbending. Get down here and assume this stance.” Toph said, placing her feet apart in a firm position. I stared incredulously.
“Well? Are you going to come down here or do I have to find another way to amuse myself, Sparky?” she shot out. I raised my eyebrow and crossed my arms. She had a nickname for all of us, except for my uncle, who she always referred to with his proper name. I bristled at the moniker she had assigned to me.
“I am not the Avatar. You have me confused with him.” I shot back.
“Never said you were.” she replied. I glared at her, wondering if she could see my expression, or at least sense it. She had to be playing with me.
“I am in no mood to play.” I replied curtly as I turned around. Before I knew it, the ground under my feet shifted, and suddenly I found myself only several feet away from her.
“I am not playing with you. I am serious.”
“Why are you doing this?” I demanded hotly.
“I know you’ve been listening and watching the last few sessions I had with Aang.”
“So? You never seemed to have a problem with it.”
“I don’t. But I also know that you’re not observing us for fun.” Toph stated firmly.
“Then what am I here for?” I snapped back.
“Because you like to listen to my dulcet tones.” she replied dryly.
“Enough!” I snarled, turning around to leave.
“Why do you observe us?” Toph asked, making no move to grab for me or stop me. I paused and shrugged.
“That is my concern, not yours.”
“I know that you’re not observing us for your jollies. You’re a driven person, and you do not like being idle. Even if you’re alone, you don’t just lollygag. You find something productive with your time, like meditation or Bending practice.” Toph stated, her hands on her hips, her feet set firmly as they always were.
“Thank you for the astute observation.” I replied curtly. Her lips spread into a wide grin.
“Being stubborn is good. But sometimes it’s just better to… admit something instead of being so close-mouthed about it. If you wanted to learn from me or Aang, all you had to do was ask.” Toph said, her voice slightly thoughtful for a moment, as if she was remembering something that someone had told her.
“I…” I opened my mouth, a protest ready. I did not need her to teach me anything! I had already gained many valuable insights from observing her and the Avatar with their respective bending skills.
“Don’t tell me that you’re learning plenty enough from observation alone! And I’m not saying that because I can’t see.” she stated and I raised my eyebrow. “Sometimes, observation is not enough. You need to… get hands on!”
“Leave me alone.” I growled. She did not seem put off by this at all or even listen.
“Take this stance.” she said, placing her feet apart. I simply stared.
“Do it!” she ordered. I do not know why, but I did as she asked. She scowled and I groaned. What now?
“Wider.” she ordered.
“Forget it. I’m not going to let you order me around.” I growled.
“Do you want to learn or not?”
“I’m not a…”
“Earthbender. I know that. I’m not asking you to actually Bend earth. But you still need to learn the stances and the philosophy. I know you want to. Otherwise you wouldn’t care about the lessons I have with Aang.”
“But…”
“Shut it, Sparky.” Toph said brusquely. I bristled at that and made ready to shoot out a burning comment.
“You want to be better than your sister, don’t you?” she asked. I narrowed my eyes. I had told her nothing of Azula.
“Your sister moved very fast. She’s also relentless in her attacks, and there are times where you must stand firm instead of dodging. Spread your feet wider!” Toph ordered. I did as she asked and she nodded in approval.
“When your feet are spread apart and planted firmly – feet flat on the ground!” she said, as I had been shifting my weight a little, “you get a better sense of your surroundings and how you can defend yourself. It also provides an excellent grounds for defending yourself, as you are least likely to be moved, and more likely to wear your opponent down. I know that often, it is best to not let your opponent not touch you at all, but sometimes you just have to face them.” Toph said, her fists on her hips. I kept my soles planted on the ground firmly.
“Good, good. There’s hope for you yet.” she said. I scowled.
“Let me see your swords.” she asked. I shook my head, No one touched my swords but me!
“I’m not going to steal them, Sparky. I just want to see what you are fighting with.”
After several moments of silence, I unsheathed my weapon and handed one of the swords to her, gently poking her arm with the hilt and letting her grab it herself. She had a small amount of difficulty handling it for a moment, but soon enough she held it confidently. Her feet traveled back a couple of paces and she swung it lightly, then more firmly. After she was done, she ran her hand along the blade.
“Hm, the broad side is wide, but not too wide. It comes in handy, having two of these, I can imagine.” Toph said as she ran her finger along its length. She then offered it back to me and I took it.
“Rooted firmly in place, and with these swords, it would be hard to budge you. Of course, you cannot always rely on your weapons…”
“I know that.”
“Don’t interrupt. It’s rude.” Toph said. I glared hard at this girl who dared to lecture me about being rude!
“You need to learn to fight and defend with your swords and bare hands…”
“I already…”
“Stop interrupting and let me get to my point. See, that’s your weakness. You’re impatient. And you keep things bottled up. It’s not a good combination. You’re a skilled fighter, but there is room for improvement, much room. You need to overcome your weaknesses and stand firm, like the earth. I'm going to have a lot of fun with you.” Toph stated with a grin.
When she declared that she would have fun with me, I simply stared. Just what did this girl have in mind? Her blank eyes stared in my direction, and I scowled again.
“Fun?” I asked.
“Sure. At least for me. I’m not sure about you, but you certainly need to lighten up once in a while.”
“And I thought you wanted to teach me Earthbending.”
“I am. And it will also be fun for me. You should have fun with it too. Take joy in learning something new, in opening your mind to the possibilities.” she stated. I paused, weighing that statement. It was indeed a joy to learn new things – albeit willingly. Having them shoved down my throat was another thing.
And it seemed that Toph was trying to shove rocks down my throat, I mused to myself as I blocked the fist-sized rocks she sent into my direction. This reminded me of when I went against that corrupt Earthbender who used hammers to lift the earth, only Toph was more adept. It seemed that I was barely swinging at one before another one was flying at me.
“Come on, Sparky! Take it like a man! Or if it becomes too much for you, just tell me and we can stop so I can put you down for a nap and a bedtime story!”
She did not let up on the barrage – verbal or physical, and only intensified it when I successfully blocked the volley. When I moved my feet, she would yell at me to stay put and sling more earth my way. Not too far in the workout, I knew that I would be feeling sore, and wondered if I should ask her to simply stop – she had made her point. I mused this as I swung my broadswords, knocking her missiles away from me.
No. That was probably what this girl expected from me. I was certain that if I begged for her to stop, she would lord it over me – she had no compunction of taking pride in being right. It seemed almost impossible that someone raised in such a old, noble family could be like this – especially since she was blind – but I had no time to think about that as a rock smashed against my shoulder. I yelped and managed to block the next one.
Her commands and heckling comments became fewer as she intensified her barrage, lifting rock after rock. I lost thought of everything else and concentrated on rooting myself, driving all volleys away from my body. I achieved a state that I usually only achieved in meditation, and I slowly came to understand more about Earthbending. Not that I came to any sudden realization about the art, but Toph had been right – hands-on was sometimes the best way to learn. For a moment, I thought about how different it was from Airbending.
I swung viciously at an especially large rock she hurled at me, not even noticing where it went as I hit another one down. As if on their own volition, my arms swung around, the swords a mere extension of myself as I defended myself against the blind girl.
Suddenly, the barrage stopped and I slowed my swings and stood there, still rooted to the ground as I stared at her. It was the first time since the beginning of the sparring that I got a good look at her. She was catching her breath, like I was, and I saw the glint of sweat on her brow.
“Not bad for a beginner.” Toph stated and I smirked dryly. My throat was dry, and I longed for a cup of cool tea, although I would not say that out loud. I brought my swords together as one and slid it across my back into its holding place. She made a quick gesture with her hand, causing a platform of rock rise from the ground, and plopped down on it.
“Looks like someone needs a nap and a bedtime story, and it’s not me.” I stated, unable to hold the amusement back from my voice as she took several deep breaths.
I was knocked off my feet when the earth suddenly shifted under me, and I landed on my rear end.
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Katara
It was hard seeing Aang like this. Ever since we had come out of the desert, he had become very much withdrawn. I was afraid to speak Appa’s name, and tried to do small things to cheer him up.
I looked up from making lunch as I saw Aang come to the clearing. Iroh had helped me with lunch. I had found a while ago that he was a decent cook – and a superb tea-maker. He was a pleasant companion, and was more inclined for chitchat than his nephew. I was comfortable around Iroh, and had no reason at all to think he would betray us.
His nephew still set me on edge. Zuko had not been violent to me or made any threats. He was usually silent, volunteering monosyllabic responses to questions or requests asked of him. But there was still something about his presence that tingled the edges of my awareness.
I watched as my best friend came to sit down, nodding to both of us. Iroh poured him a cup of tea. I had given the older man a condensed account of what happened in the desert, and he was sympathetic, showing kindness towards Aang in an attempt to cheer him up. Aang was polite to him, but no more responsive towards him than he was to me. I was worried about him and what would happen if we did not find Appa soon.
“How did your lesson with Toph go?” I asked him, trying to draw him out of his shell and getting him back to his open manner.
“Good.” was all he said and I held back a sigh. I decided not to press at the moment, and let him eat. When he said he was going for a walk, I did not stop him. I would try to talk to him after his Waterbending lesson with me. Sokka took some of the stew and ate quickly before he went to practice, leaving me alone with Iroh. He started to tell me an amusing tale of his younger days when Zuko and Toph came to the clearing for their own lunch. Both of them looked winded, and Zuko said nothing when I held out a bowl of stew to him. He took it from my hand and started to eat, while Toph thanked me for her own bowl.
I never got any thanks from Zuko. He was civil to me, and did not go out of his way to make things hard for me, but it was hard sometimes to deal with his burly manner. Between his and Aang’s distance, the group situation was becoming tense for me. Toph wasn’t exactly the best companion either, as I was sometimes not in the mood for bluntness. Sokka… well, he was Sokka. At least Iroh was pleasant enough, and it was sometimes hard to believe that this man was elder brother to the Fire Lord. Sozin’s War would probably be different if he was Fire Lord and not Ozai.
The meal was silent, and I was glad to finish my stew and tea and go for a walk. I needed to figure out what to do about Aang.
That night, I worked on a difficult move with him. He usually came to me eager, but since we had lost Appa, I had the feeling that he was holding himself back. I tried to coax him out of his shell by giving him compliments and encouragement, even more so than usual, but he did not take the bait. I ended the lesson, seeing that tonight, he simply was not in it. Of course time was short and we only had four months left before the comet came and he would have to face the Fire Lord, but even he needed a break sometimes. It was best to not push him at this moment, he had already been training hard and making good progress with all of his teachers.
“Let’s end the lesson for now.” I stated. He nodded, and we dropped the water that had been hovering a foot above the pond we stood in. I climbed onto the bank, sitting on a large and flat rock. He joined me, the dying sun making his skin look red.
I let him sit for a bit and look at the sun go down before I spoke.
“Aang… I know things have been hard for you lately. It was hard for me too when I lost my mom, but at least for you, you haven’t lost him forever. You will find him again soon, I know it. Please, talk with me. I’ve always been here for you. I’m your friend.” I said softly. I placed my hand on his shoulder, wanting him to be as open with me as he had been. I cared about him, he was my best friend, and I would never forget the happy or tender moments we shared, and I suspected his deeper feelings for me although I never approached the subject.
He was silent for several moments, and I thought that he would finally open up to me and talk with me like we used to. Instead, he shrugged my hand off his shoulder.
“I’m fine.” he said simply, not looking back at me.
“You sure? I mean, we’ve always been able to talk and…”
“I’m fine.” Aang repeated and I was stung by the distance in his voice.
“Okay… if you say so.” I said, holding back a sigh, “Well, I’m going to go and help Iroh make supper. Come and join us whenever you’re ready.” I added as I scooped up my dry clothes and headed back to the clearing. Just before I did, I paused and looked over my shoulder at him. He was looking at me over his own shoulder, but as soon as we made eye contact, he quickly looked away again. I was tempted to go back to him and try again, but he wrapped his arms around his knees, placing his head atop them before staring out at the lake.
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Zuko
We were so close to Ba Sing Se that I could almost see it. Right now we were taking a rest at a beautiful lake with high cliffs and a waterfall. We had camped here the night before, and we were all glad for the break. I cleaned out and refilled all of the canteens, and not just my uncle or mine’s. I did not speak much with the Avatar besides my sessions with him, or with the Water Tribe siblings, but we found a peaceful coexistence and for the most part, shared labor and did not fight over it.
It felt strange being part of a group where I was not in charge. Sometimes I missed my days on the ship. Back then, I had hope of regaining my birthright. Now… there was nearly none. It would take something spectacular for my father to restore my birthright, and Azula would do anything to keep what she had won from me. What was in store for me?
My thoughts were banished as I filled the last waterskin, and I slung them across my shoulders or stacked them up in my arms before carrying them all back to the campsite. Sokka nodded to me as I set them down and I returned the gesture. We would leave in a bit, and I could see the Avatar swimming in the water as Toph sat on the edge, kicking at it with her feet, getting them clean for once. Usually, the bottoms of her feet were very dark, even only a little while after she bathed. I could not help but smirk just a little at that.
I had already taken a bath this morning, before everyone else woke up, and washed all of my clothes as well. It did not matter that I was now ‘roughing’ it, it felt good to be clean and wear clean clothes as well. Being poor was no excuse to smell like an emu-horse, and I relished in having the pond all to myself. I preferred to not share my bath-time with the other males, and it was one of the advantages of being a Firebender. We more often than not were early risers, usually rising with the sun or even before it.
The Avatar and the Earthbender would usually rise around when the sun came up or a bit after. The Water siblings were usually the last to rise, and the last to go to bed. It seemed fitting for their element.
I moved to a rock ledge at a distance from Toph and the Avatar, crossing my legs and taking a deep breath. I shut out everything else but the roar of the waterfall, and let it take me to another place as I imagined myself flowing along it. Usually, I used fire to meditate, but after working with Toph and listening to Iroh, I opened myself up to other sources. I still used fire often, but once in a while I would concentrate on the ground beneath me, the flow of water, or the whispering of the breeze. I had not been taught this in the Palace, as it was always emphasized that Fire was the superior element. Would I have learned so much if I was still at the Palace?
Of course not. As much as I hated to admit it, there was at least one good thing about my exile. I was opening my mind, incorporating new things into what I had already learned. The tutors that my father had brought in for my sister and me would have never taught me such things, despite all of their knowledge and expertise. They would have laughed and told me I was wrong if they knew that I was using the other elements to help me meditate and Bend.
The lessons with Toph were invaluable. I had learned so much from her, and had taken a lot of abuse. I had stood blindfolded as she hurled rocks at me. I had to keep my footing as she made the earth under my feet shift and tremble violently. She put my body through grueling exercises, ones that left me so tired and sore that I would move stiffly afterward. But my endurance had increased, and I found my sessions with her easier to bear now, even though I had been working with her only two weeks. I found more confidence in myself, and sometimes I would Firebend using the techniques she taught me. The results were different, and pleased me. Not that the techniques I grew up with were inferior, but Toph’s techniques would be better for certain situations. Same with the ones that I learned from the Avatar and the fluidity of his Airbending.
I took a deep breath and let it out, listening to the roar of the waterfall. I understood the basic principles of Earth and Air better, but Water remained a mystery to me. It was so different from my element, its complete opposite. Despite Uncle’s knowledge of Waterbending and his explanations of it, I still had a hard time grasping the basic concepts. Perhaps because Water was so different from my element, despite the similarities that Uncle tried to point out to me.
I let the flow of water soothe me as I regulated my breathing and closed my eyes, trying to open my mind to it.
Suddenly, a yell broke me from my trance, and I opened my eyes to see the Waterbender, her hair flowing and loose, her knees tucked to her chest as she descended into the water. It was too late for me to get out of the way, and I found myself doused as a large wave of water splashed from the place where she had landed.
I quickly drew to my feet, feeling indignant that I was sopping wet. I could use my Firebending to dry myself, but the shock of being doused was very unpleasant. My clothes clung to me uncomfortably and I shivered a little. It was on the tip of my tongue to go to the girl as she came out of the pond and berate her for doing this. I could see that Sokka was soaked as well, and he looked none too pleased about it. Aang merely laughed and broke the ice that he had encased himself in and stood there in his underwear, unabashedly. Katara grinned and climbed out of the water, wringing her hair and flipped it over her shoulder and I froze. I had only seen her bend with Aang a couple of times, but she had always had some clothes on, her robe at least. Her underwear clung to her form in a most enticing manner, and for a moment I was glad that I was still cold and wet.
I knew about the difference between boys and girls, and at Court I had pretty daughters of noblemen chase after me. Out at sea, of course, I had no girls to take notice of, and even when we would stop at ports to refresh, I had felt no desire even as my men would eagerly head off to the taverns and brothels. I didn't need to see the whores look at me with pity for my scar.
As I drank in the sight of Katara’s lithe form and eyed the dark skin of her toned stomach, I felt a stirring I had never felt before when I saw any other girl. I quickly averted my eyes, not wanting anyone else to notice my reaction, and my eyes fell on the Avatar. He was looking at her as well, a slight blush on his cheeks. I clenched my jaw, feeling suddenly jealous for a reason that I could not name.
I quickly turned away, drying myself as the steam rose from my clothes and when I turned back, she was bending the water out of the scroll that Sokka had been holding. A discussion ensued on the best way to get to Ba Sing Se, and another group came up the path. I raised my head, looking at them curiously. There were two women, one very ripe with child, and a man, and I paused for a moment. They seemed familiar to me.
They were pleasant enough companions on the remainder of the journey to the ferry, but complications at the station arose and we were faced with a difficult decision. The Avatar wanted to make sure the pregnant woman got to Ba Sing Se safely and to do that they had to traverse the Serpent's Pass. Sokka was joined by a Kyoshi Warrior, one I remembered seeing back on Kyoshi. We talked about what to do, and I could tell that Suki was none too fond of me.
Finally, we separated, deciding to meet up in Ba Sing Se. Uncle and I had trained hard with the Avatar, and we tried to teach him as much as we could. He might be able to Firebend in the city, but only because he was the Avatar. The same could not be said for us, and it made our decision to split up easier.
It was only to be temporary, although for how long, we did not know. Uncle and I boarded the ferry, letting it carry us to Ba Sing Se and who knew what else. I looked back as the boat left the pier, seeing a flash of blue before it was swallowed up by the crowd.
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