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Metal ceilings once again. So strange, and yet already they were becoming so frighteningly familiar to him.
Aang had to wonder, at what point would he lose the version of himself who had lived in the past, would he ever? Aang was a boy out of time, everything was so unfamiliar, but he couldn't do anything about it. The world had changed and he had lost almost everything he held dear to him.
Seeing Gyatso's skeleton lying abandoned in the snow had been harrowing to him, but had also opened Aang's eyes to the truth. He was the last of his people, there were no more airbenders in the world, or at the very least none who could come forward.
In one single moment Aang had lost the last sliver of hope that this was all one bad dream, and that he would soon wake up to the fresh morning air of the temple once again, and go play pai-sho with gyatso, then train with the other monks. There was no hope for that now, this was his world, and he and Appa were the last of their kind. The last sky bison, and the last airbender.
Still though, he though back on Azula's words to him, and his melancholy lifted ever so slightly, he know she wasn't particularly caring towards him, but the words had given him some hope, and a newfound feeling that he had not expected.
Aang already knew he was attracted to Azula, but before today, it had been in a purely physical sense, after all, he would have to have been as dense as a lead brick not to notice how pretty she was. But after today, there was a newfound fluttering at thoughts of her, pone that he could not be certain was not just the fluttering effects of having her bring him out of the avatar state. At least for the time being, the young avatar would have to be careful in his interaction with the Princess of the Fire Nation.
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Azula tossed and turned beneath her covers, but she simply could not find her comfort. Her thoughts were plagued, by her own words, and by the soft sensation of Aang's body leaning against hers that she could still sense if only ever so slightly.
She hated it. It was not like her to do this, if she was to be plagued by anything it should have been the almighty power he had shown when his tattoos had glowed, not the struggles of a boy who slept not more than a dozen yards below her.
What were these sensations? She had to find a solution, and quickly, before they overtook her completely.
There we go, episode two is completely done, and next chapter up will be episode three, not exactly sure when that will be, but hopefully soon. The characters are developing. I think. if it develops the wa I think it will, at the very least feeling will end up fully realized by the end of the Kyoshi warriors ark, again though, not sure, haven't written that and sometime these things just end up flowing entirely different from how I originally thought they would. Until next time my dudes.