Kita woke the next morning feeling strong arms around her waist, and once she got her wits about her, felt horrified. Hot cakes with Ari's past lover turned into sake at Momo's, the most popular club in the city. Ari, rather Aria, flirted her way inside, and Shiori and Kita's celebrity status got Raavi in for free as well. Kita had never drank before, but she didn't like how it felt, like she was out of control of her own body. She didn't think she'd had enough to lose memory of the night, but...who was sleeping in her bed right now?
Wriggling free, Kita slipped off the mattress and realized she was wearing a tight satin gown that hugged her wide hips and ended just a few inches below them. Feeling intensely uncomfortable, she tugged on the hem to gain even slightly more coverage. Then, she finally turned back to her bed to see waves of ash blonde.
"Ari?"
"Come back you're so soft…" he grumbled.
"Why are you in my bed?" She huffed, cocking one hip to the side and crossing her arms.
"I was lonely...and having sad thoughts..."
"Hm? What's wrong?" Kita asked and sat down at the head of the bed, stroking Ari's hair and moving it from his face.
"Ever since I came here I've just been rethinking some things. Everyone in this temple is working towards peace and helping people, all that mess. Especially you, training to save everyone for the rest of your life, I mean compared to that, how idiotic is it that all I want to do is traipse around pretending to be people I'm not. I'm starting to want to do something more...important. Ugh, Kita what are you doing to me!" He whined, shoving a pillow over his face.
"I think it's great. Well, you should always do what you really want to, so if being an actor is what you feel in your heart than do it. But, if you're starting to think these things, maybe your heart is telling you something different?"
"Hmph," he grumbled, the pillow still muffling his voice.
"So how about this thing?" She asked, sliding the thin strap of the gown back onto her shoulder.
"I couldn't stand to see you in that awful yellow sandpaper they had you in. Besides once I started building some muscle it didn't fit me anymore. You were half asleep when I made you put it on."
"It barely fits me," she snorted.
"Oh no it's perfect." He said, sitting up and stretching his arms above his head before getting out and padding across the room to her mirror, beginning to brush through his fine hair.
A knock startled both of them and Kita immediately looked for something to cover up with, but it was too late and Ari had swung the door wide open.
"I brought you tea in case you-" Raavi stopped dead in his tracks, blinking at the sight of Kita standing before him. Her face had a slight glow to it, silver tendrils moved all to one shoulder. Then his eyes trailed down to the clearly defined line of her waist and hips, then to the porcelain skin of her almost completely exposed legs.
"Good morning, thanks for the tea how very considerate," Ari chuckled, taking the cup from his petrified hand. Kita covered her mouth to hide the laugh she was barely containing.
"Looks like a dream doesn't she?"
Raavi cleared his throat, "Uh…"
"Well let's let her get changed, hm? I'm sure we could help with breakfast," Ari said with a firm hand to Raavi's chest as he pushed him out of the room.
Kita covered her face with both hands as soon as the door shut and succumbed to a fit of giggles.
She emerged wearing her training clothes, the black top revealing her midriff seeming just as distracting to Raavi as the previous ensemble. His father caught him staring from the corner of his eye and sighed with a smirk.
"I think our boy is starstruck," he mumbled to his wife.
"He's not the only one," Jinora told him, motioning to Kita, who was cutting the hard boiled eggs of Raavi's meal to look like bunnies.
The two shook their heads as Raavi saw Kita's handiwork and grinned that dopey way he had seemed to acquire only after meeting her.
The lull of the dining hall continued on as students and masters alike ate their breakfast, no one speaking hardly above a whisper. Only the sound of chopsticks clinking against the ceramic bowls or the low hum of a radio whose volume was turned only to the first notch could be heard in the room. It was only after Raavi noticed a stray kernel of rice on Kita's cheek that laughter broke the mellow mood.
"What?" She asked, noticing his snickering was aimed at her. He answered by leaning across the table to pluck it off himself, then holding it up for her to see. She snorted, and sheepishly thanked him.
Kita stood, announced that she was going to start cleaning up, and headed for the kitchen. As she reached for the screened door panel, she paused.
"Did you hear what she said the other day? She can't Earthbend…?"
"Doesn't that mean she's not actually an Avatar?"
Her face fell and she leaned against the wooden pillar behind her. The screen flew open as the two whispering airbenders shuffled out of the kitchen, freezing with wide eyes as they saw Kita.
"Uh, Avatar Kita!"
"We were just, we were…"
"No, no, it's okay...you're right. I'm not the Avatar until I master all four elements…"
"You'll get there, I'm sure of it!" One of them tried to encourage her with a pat on the shoulder before they both made their escape.
The tension Kita emanated was obvious to everyone around her, especially Raavi, who looked at her red eyes and puffy cheeks with concern. She couldn't bring herself to return his gaze so she kept her nose buried in her book.
Not long after, the straining, awkward air of the room got to her and Kita excused herself, striding to the center of the courtyard where she poised herself at the center of the Yin Yang symbol etched there.
Raavi sighed and rested his chin in the palm of his hand.
Kita began with an advanced fire bending warm up program, blasting controlled bursts of blue fire from her feet as she leapt and pivoted in mid air. As Raavi passed, she was onto the last step in the sequence, where she removed her index and middle fingers from their fists and swirled her chi through her arms and down into her gut, before expertly shooting two bolts of blinding lightning into the grey sky. His eyes were wide as he watched her, face illuminated by the electricity coursing from her. It was impressive and powerful, but almost terrifying. He wondered what thoughts were crossing her mind at that moment.
Jinora had followed him out but stopped in her tracks, realizing she had yet to see her student firebend until now.
"Kita you...have blue fire?"
"Yes, from the beginning."
"That's…" she began, looking for the right word.
"I know, the last person recorded as having it was Azula, daughter of Firelord Ozai. I try not to make any more comparisons there…"
"I'm sure you're nothing like her."
"I think it comes from my abundance of healing energy," she said blankly.
Jinora nodded and figured she was right, then turning back to where her son stood, but found no one there.
Training filled the rest of Kita's day, despite the fact that Jinora criticized her for not placing herself in the correct mental state to airbend. She attempted to meditate, and it worked initially, but waterbending always came out in times of deep thought and emotional turmoil. At one point, she even tried whirling a gust of wind into a small tornado formation, and ended up drawing pond water into it unintentionally.
"Maybe you should just rest today, you've got lots to worry about tomorrow," Jinora told her.
"Why should I worry? How bad could meeting all the leaders of the nations be?" She whined, tacking that onto the list of things for her to be anxious about.
"You're starting to sound like Korra. I had no idea you were so...moody."
"I have been described that way in the past..."
"It's okay, let yourself feel it, just don't stay there. If you can put yourself in that dark place, you can bring yourself out too."
"Yes, Master," she said, bowing quickly.
"If something happened you'd like to talk about, of course, I could do my best to help."
"Respectfully, Master, it's something I need to fix on my own. I'm going to try meditating further on it..." Kita told her before shuffling off to her room.
Ari was waiting for her there, lying on his stomach and swinging his feet in the air, flipping through a newspaper.
"Let's talk, hm?"
"I don't really feel like it, but thank you…"
"I'm not accepting that answer." He said curtly, patting next to him in a command for her to sit. She sighed and did so, leaning back on him.
"I still don't want to talk."
"So stubborn! Fine, but you really shouldn't be a sourpuss tomorrow and embarrass me in front of Hiro Sato!" He said, standing and swinging his hips as he sashayed out of her room. She sighed and buried herself in the rough, off white blankets.
Kita sat up in her bed, glancing around the long hall of a room to make sure no other girls were awake to see her. With the coast clear, she tip toed to the window. It was locked of course, so with her newfound talent, she drew a small stream from the cup of water she had requested before bedtime, and froze it to the lock. Slipping off her boot, she swiftly cracked the heel against it. Luckily, no one woke to the noise, so she put her shoe back on and pushed the window open, slipping out. After shimmying down the drain pipe, Kita ran as fast as she could away from the crumbling orphanage. Her lungs burned and her knees began to wobble with each stride, but she was so close to the outer wall that she couldn't stop.
Once she had reached the last buildings before the wall, Kita scaled the tallest one and untied the blanket from around her waist before laying under it. A storm began to brew and she expected rain. Thunder started first, and she smiled, feeling herself calming at the sound of it. Yet, when strands of her silver hair began to rise, fear bubbled inside her. She stood and grabbed the scratchy white material before hurrying to the ledge near the ladder.
However, it was too late, for she had already taken hold of the metal poles. She sensed the jolt before it came, raising her other hand to the sky defensively as it struck her. Yet, she didn't feel shock or pain, only an enormous well of power settling in her stomach. It was exhilarating, but she knew she had to let it out. She extended her other arm, and when nothing happened, Kita panicked. Tears mixed with the drops of rain now splashing on her cheeks, and she screamed, feeling the lightning traveling up near her heart. She thrusted her hand into the air and, maybe due to her sheer desperation, it finally shot out, striking back into the black night sky.
Kita sank to her knees and felt herself go cold. She began drifting off, but knew she had to warm herself somehow first. She mustered enough strength to sit up, clutched the damp blanket and wrapped it around her before rubbing her hands together.
"Please, please!" she pleaded with her small voice, still crying as her skin began to feel raw from the friction. A spark caught, and the tiniest flame flickered between her hands. Her eyes reflected with blue flames, and along with a growing warmth spread another feeling: hope.
Kita sat up, gasping for air after violently waking from her dream. She felt the fabric beneath her fingers and realized the likeness between it and the blanket she desperately clung to that night, so many years ago. She took a moment to reassure herself that she was safe here in the temple, not back on the streets of Ba Sing Se.
The sky was still dark, and not just from the storm that had nearly passed. She was grateful, and laid back down, hoping to have better dreams before waking again in the morning.
Jinora tapped politely on Kita's bedroom door to wake her.
"Kitala, you have a visitor," She said softly.
"I'll be right there, thank you Master," Kita answered, stretching her arms high and standing. She cracked her window open before brushing through her hair and yawning.
Suddenly something landed on her shoulder, and Kita jumped, stumbling backwards and slipping on a flipped up corner of the rug before landing hard on the floor. She opened her eyes to see a pastel pink, translucent spirit hovering just above her nose.
"Hello there."
"Kitala, are you alright?" Jinora asked, swinging open the door.
"Oh we're just fine," She giggled.
"Most of the spirits dwelling in the physical world are drawn here."
"I noticed there aren't many in the city considering there's a portal in the center."
"They like the tranquil energy here rather than the chaos of the city. With all the tension, even the spirit vines have withdrawn to that wretched wall Yanwei put up. I can sense their sadness. Most of them choose not to reveal themselves anymore."
"I noticed it when I first flew in, but I don't understand it. I researched, but I couldn't find a clear reason."
"He barely said anything about it. Just that Avatar Korra made a mistake and that it was better this way. Apparently enough people in the city agreed with him, so he didn't need to elaborate any more. He took advantage of the gap between Avatars."
"Well I'm here now. I know I'm not the Avatar yet, but…" she trailed off, looking at the ground and fidgeting with her thumbs.
"Don't say that. You are the avatar, Kitala. Everyone before you had troubles too. Aang fought the fire nation for months before he mastered all the elements, Korra defeated Amon having just barely learned airbending. You'll learn earthbending, I have no doubts. And when you do, I think you'll be one of the best Avatars the world has ever seen."
"Thank you master!" Kita lunged herself at Jinora, arms latching around her neck. She was shocked considering Air Nomads and Acolytes don't usually express blatant acts of physical affection. Or maybe that was just something she picked up from her father, now that she thought about it.
Jinora patted her back gently, then pulled away.
"Speaking of Earthbending, your guest is waiting."
"Hn?" Kita perked up.
"An Earthbender?" She asked, clumsily throwing her boots on before speeding out the door. In the foyer, a man waited for her. He was a shadow; tangled hair a color seeming darker than black with long robes brushing the stone ground to match. Turning to greet her, his gray eyes met hers and she scanned his sallow face. He was handsome in a conventional, mysterious sort of way, but as Kita studied him, she saw no glint in his eye. His expression was empty, a polite curl of his lips yet there was no depth in his smile. A chill rolled down her spine.
"Avatar Kitala, I am blessed to meet you," he said, bowing.
"Uh, thank you...how can I...be of service?" She asked hesitantly.
"I am the one here to serve you. My name is Ren. I'm from Ba Sing Se, just like you. I have mastered every sub style of earthbending. I can unlock every facet of power within you to discover the lengths of your abilities."
"Every sub style? Really? I thought that was genetically impossible?"
"Then I am a fortunate exception. Who better to guide the Avatar?"
"He has a point. We'll need to thoroughly check your background, of course," Jinora said.
"Not a problem, I would expect nothing less from someone of your fine lineage," he said with another bow. Jinora flashed a smile at him, then looked to Kita.
"I-I...Well I haven't mastered airbending I still have much to learn, so-"
"I wouldn't be opposed to splitting training time between the two elements. Any moment I have to teach you would be an honor," he told her. Ren was obviously a smooth talker, his voice oozed with charm.
"I have a strict regimen here on the island, and it would be disrespectful to-"
"I could work around your way of life here, not to worry."
Kita sighed and hung her head before saying, "I can't earthbend."
"Not at all hm?"
"No. With all due respect, I just don't think I'm ready."
"Perhaps beginning training would be necessary, then. The Avatar should have at least a basic understanding of every element."
"I just don't think now is the opportune time."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Ren said, bowing again.
"When you are ready, I'll be waiting," he said. As she watched him descend on the path to the train station, Kita couldn't shake the unsettled feeling in her gut. The uneasy foreboding roiling around inside her brought only one thought to mind: she hoped she would never have to encounter this man again.
Kita stood in front of her mirror, taking a deep breath and deciding she was ready.
"I can do this. I can." She assured herself. Just then her door opened and Ari strode inside, plopping on her bed with a heaving sigh.
"Still upset about not being chosen?" She asked.
"I know I would've done better than whoever else they hired," He said disdainfully with a flip of his blonde hair.
"I know you would have," she agreed, turning and grinning at him.
"Are you ready?"
"I think so."
"Yup, totally ready, I'm fine, I'm great, completelycalmandready!" She squeaked as she was confronted with the grand front doors to the city hall.
"You can do this!" Shiori told her with a fist punching the air.
"All you have to do is talk, you're good at that," Raavi said.
"I'm really not." Kita countered.
"Just be your quirky self okay?" Ari said, shoving her towards the door.
"There's no pressure on you, only input however much you want," Jinora said, placing a firm hand on her back and guiding her through the doorway.
Kita looked over her shoulder, eyes wide with fear. Shiori, Raavi, and Ari all shot her thumbs up paired with overly large smiles that really didn't inspire much confidence.
She and Jinora were the last to arrive. When they approached the semi-circle table, the five who were waiting all stood to greet them. Yanwei gave her a sly smile, but she just returned with a simple nod and looked to the others. Hiro beamed at her and she mirrored his excitement, the two bowing at each other with wide grins. She acknowledged Firelord Urza next, who flashed a smile at Jinora first. Then Prime Minister Giyan, with a rather blank expression, gave her a firm bow. Finally, Kita turned to Eska, the Northern Chief, who did nothing at all.
The two took their seats, then only the President stayed standing.
"Thank you all for being here. Seeing as this is the first time in many years an Avatar has been present, I have no doubt this summit will be one to remember. Over the last five years since our previous meeting, many circumstances worth discussing have arisen. Who would like to begin? Prime Minister, this is your first Summit, perhaps you'd like to say a few words?"
Why'd he even ask who wanted to start then? Kita thought.
Giyan stood and straightened his shirt, the coarse deep brown ends of his short ponytail falling out from behind the collar. Kita admired the shaved sides of his head, usually a water tribe style, but she was pleased to see cultures mingling like that.
"I assume you'd like me to talk about the wall."
Kita's eyes widened.
"The disturbance in Ba Sing Se is a very problematic situation. We have to find a solution. It should be our main priority." Yanwei said.
"Our first priority should be the recent bombing, people's lives are at stake," Hiro said.
"We've gotten no threat of a secondary attack and there were no casualties. At this point, the near civil war in Ba Sing Se is the bigger issue."
"All I want is to bring peace to the city, I took down the wall to unite the people, rather than putting one up to disrupt nature."
"My barrier is what's best for Republic City. Your actions have only brought chaos."
"We asked for your assistance after the first riot. The situation would be well under control by now if you had not declined."
"I will not send United Republic troops when Ba Sing Se should have more than anywhere else. Perhaps you aren't aware of how to use your resources."
"Since the war, middle ring residents have been hiring Dai Li agents for protection, my troops are busy fighting them."
"I don't see why you couldn't spare any, President Yanwei, they aren't being used to settle disputes in your city." Urza said with a smirk.
"Crime has been steadily descending since I blocked off the spirit portal."
"Correlation is not causation. You forget that right after that disgrace of a wall was erected, three leading members of the Triad gang were arrested, and it has nearly fallen apart since." Jinora argued.
"Besides, I see the division in the city is more prevalent than ever. Before, there were never separate sectors, and now rich men think they control each of them. The United Republic hasn't been living up to its name." Kita said, standing.
Giyan cracked a slight smile, and Yanwei's usual smug grin faltered.
"I don't intend any offense, Miss Kitala, but you haven't been in this city long enough to understand it. Just because separate benders enjoy their space doesn't mean we aren't united here." He responded, condescension practically dripping from his curled lips.
Jinora scoffed.
"Childish bickering solves nothing. You are all fools." Eska said.
"You-" Giyan began.
"No, no, she's always like that," Hiro assured, patting him firmly on the shoulder.
"She's kind of right, actually." Urza chuckled.
"Is every summit like this?" Kita whispered to her master.
Jinora nodded and sighed, "It's been much worse."
"I don't want to argue. I genuinely want what's best for the people of Ba Sing Se." Giyan said.
"Then maybe you could try furthering innovation a little," Urza suggested.
"I don't believe modern technology will solve any of our problems, it will only complicate them."
"I agree! And Ba Sing Se is my home, so I can speak to it," Kita said.
Giyan nodded to her.
"Prime Minister Wu tried to sell all the latest technology, but they never saw the need. The people in the lower ring live hard lives, most of them just want to be secure. The reason there's tension now is because the lower ring citizens are ready to fight for what they want, and the middle ring residents don't want to give anything up. Too many people are crammed in the lower ring, they need to be able to spread out. The city would be better off if everyone had the same amount of space and housing opportunities. I've seen ten people crammed in one apartment, but in the middle ring, one man lives in a three bedroom house."
"That's why I took down the wall, it was all part of a plan I created to do just that: utilize the space in the middle ring."
"With what funding? You both are too young and idealistic, people who have earned their luxuries shouldn't have to give them away," Yanwei said.
"That may be, but you're underestimating the people of Ba Sing Se. If you called for volunteers to let the homeless stay with them, I think you'd be surprised at the turnout." Kita said.
"People will not be willing to let strangers in their homes."
"What if one of them was a murderer," Eska said blankly.
"The plan would have spanned beyond my term as Prime Minister, yes, but I would have been able to set the groundwork. It doesn't take much for Earth Benders to relocate houses or even build temporary ones to at least thin out the over crowding in the lower ring." Giyan explained, everyone disregarding Eska's eerie tone.
"When I was a child, I hid out in abandoned factories since Future Industries had bought out so many companies. We could convert them to shelters!"
"Part of my plan is to tear them down and build apartments."
"A shelter would actually be more useful if you plan to integrate lower ring citizens to the middle ring anyway, right?" Urza asked.
"Yes, you're right. Thank you Kita," Giyan said, softly smiling at her.
"But where will all those workers' wages come from?" Hiro asked.
"Well that's where you ask for volunteers," Jinora said.
Outside, Raavi paced along the top step while Ari and Shiori sat.
"Would you stop," She told him.
"No he won't." Ari laughed.
"You'd think she was on trial, why are you so worried?" Shiori asked.
"It would be fine if President Yanwei wasn't in there with her," Raavi said.
"I wish I was there instead, give that guy some sass and win Hiro Sato over all at once," Ari fantasized.
"Yeah, because you're so diplomatic," Shiori teased.
"Excuse me, just last night I talked Kita out of going to the library. I should get a medal for that." Ari bragged, then thinking, "Now if I can just convince her to go on that double date-"
"Wait a-" Raavi began, but was cut off by the doors opening behind him. Kita and Giyan were the last to come out, the two engaging in deep conversation.
"How did it go?" Raavi asked, interrupting them.
"Not as bad as it could have, but the day isn't over yet." Kita said.
"Well, we thought we could take you for lunch before heading back to the island to wait for you guys."
"Sounds great, I didn't expect you to stick around, but thank you."
"I don't mind," Raavi shrugged with his dopey grin.
"Actually, would it be okay if Giyan joined us, I'd love to be able to talk to him without the others around before we go back."
"Uh, sure, I guess."
Once Kita took her seat at the restaurant, Raavi went to slide in next to her, but an oblivious Giyan got there first.
As she slurped her noodles, the Prime Minister explained to her the details of his integration plan.
"That sounds great!" She complimented.
"It really does. From your interviews, no one would ever know how much of a softie you are," Ari teased, waggling his eyebrows.
Giyan's slight embarrassment could be seen through his stoic front.
"I was really impressed with how you stood up to Yanwei though!"
"You did too," he said.
"I was kind of terrified, but it made it easier to have someone there whose views I share. I wish I could've voted for you," she laughed.
"Anyway, what else did you talk about?" Raavi asked, slightly perturbed.
"We actually can't discuss any more," Giyan said.
"Yeah everything else is confidential. A couple of days ago I read up a little on the summit and apparently after the second one, someone gave the press a lot of top secret information, but to this day no one knows who. That's why we have officers stationed with us, and will until the end of the summit," Kita explained, motioning to the two metalbenders standing just within earshot.
"I watched a news report on something like that," Raavi said.
"They broadcast the news now?"
"Surprising," Giyan grumbled.
"Not a fan?" Kita laughed.
"Not really, no."
"You don't even like movers?" Ari asked.
"Sporadically." He shrugged.
"Pft.." Ari puffed out his lower lip and huffed.
Tila soon approached their table with a quick wave before leaning close to Kita.
"Yanwei just paid off one of my officers to leave him alone for a meeting. He couldn't get inside to see who it was though."
Kita's brow furrowed and arms crossed.
"Who could he be meeting with..?"
"Would you like to join us Chief?" Jinora asked.
"No, I've got a lot to...do…" She trailed off as two familiar faces were being shown to a nearby table. Eska already sat, but Hiro froze, his eyes having met Tila's.
"Are you okay?" Kita asked her.
"Uh...yes, fine." She lied.
Kita connected the path of her eyesight to Hiro, and realized the underlying sorrow in both their expressions.
"I have to go, we'll talk at the temple tonight if I find anything," Tila said quietly before bowing her head and weaving between tables until making it out of the restaurant.
"That was weird…" Kita murmured. She watched Hiro as he sat with an almost grim face, barely acknowledging Eska as she spoke to him. Her thoughts soon drifted to Yanwei and what mischief he was concocting. She was only brought out of her own consciousness by Giyan.
"I could try to teach you."
"Hn? Teach? Teach me what?"
"Earthbending," Ari grinned, clearly proud of himself.
"She turned down a teacher just this morning."
"Why'd you do that?" Shiori asked.
"Wait, why are we talking about this?"
"You've been so down on yourself about it, I thought he could help since you've taken a liking to him." Ari explained.
"Oh. Well…"
"But she's still learning airbending, right Mom?" Raavi said with unnaturally wide eyes as if trying to telepathically speak to her.
"I could, at the very least, try to help remove the block you have before I return to Ba Sing Se," he offered.
"We can try," Kita agreed, smiling politely.
"What was wrong with that man earlier today?" Jinora asked.
"I got a really bad feeling about him, and I never ignore those inklings."
"Hm, I wonder why I didn't pick up on it."
"How about you just stay at the temple tonight, since we'll all be coming back here for the festival anyway? I'll be there too since those damn cops at my place are driving me crazy." Shiori said.
"Sleepover! Raavi you'll come too right?" Kita asked, leaning across the table with sparkling eyes.
"Sure," he said with a small smile. Kita clapped excitedly, deciding she would only surround herself with positive energy on the topic of her Earthbending inability.
Then, one of the officers notified the group that the summit was to reconvene in fifteen minutes. Giyan, Jinora, and Kita said their goodbyes to the others and returned to the City Hall, followed by Hiro and Eska.
President Yanwei and Firelord Urza were already waiting, the former impatiently tapping his foot.
Raavi grew quiet on the train back to Air Temple Island, unnoticed by his two bickering friends. Ari had begun to pester Shiori about her clothing choice with comments like, "Those boots don't even have a heel on them!"
"Why would I want to wear a heel?!"
"Might fix your posture a little."
"Ugh!" Shiori growled, rolling her eyes and slumping in her seat in an act of slouching defiance.
"I should've asked Kita to convince Hiro to come tonight!" Ari whined.
"Yes, because a thirty something year old world leader wants to hang out with us."
"I bet he'd like me."
"Ari you're twenty. Not to mention he's pretty busy leading a nation."
"Touche. The only reason Giyan is even coming is because he likes Kita."
"She seemed to like him too," Shiori noticed.
"Hah?!" Raavi burst suddenly, leaning forward to glare at her.
"You don't think so? They got along pretty well."
"They don't even know each other."
"I at least hope he can help her with earthbending, she's so down on herself about it." Shiori said.
Raavi sighed and realized she was right.
"Yeah I...guess...I hope he can too." He agreed reluctantly.
