Ch 11 the headband
Olivier peered over a small rock formation. They were not in some person's back yard, and were going to steal some clothes.
"This better work." Olivier muttered. She motioned for the kids to enact their plan. As they ran out and grabbed the clothes they needed, Olivier kept watch.
In a market place, everyone was stuffing themselves with food. Olivier remembered something from Drakma.
In Drachma, food eats you.
Smirking a little, she bit into her steak, tearing a big chunk off. She noticed that Aang refused to eat and opted to search for food from the garbage. Wow. That kid was gonna die when he faced the fire lord. Hell, he'd probably die of starvation before the big fight occurred. Swallow your pride. Olivier thought Aang of all people would know that.
Olivier watched out of the corner of her eye as Aang was captured by two soldiers.
Shit.
Noticing that no-one knew about it, Olivier slid away and followed Aang and his captures.
How did they know he was the Avatar? He's fully covered with fire nation clothes from head to toe.
Olivier continued following them, straight to a school. Of course. Aang grabbed clothing belonging to a school student. The soldiers thought he was a student playing hockey.
Olivier approached the door with her hand out stretched. She stopped in her tracks and her hand went towards her swords. She quickly turned around and saw nothing. Not content, she walked the perimeter of the school. With nothing to do, she waited until the school was over.
"School." Olivier muttered. "Acronym for seven cruel hours of our lives."
The bell rang, and the students walked out. She eyeballed Aang and noticed him talking to a taller student. Said student had a snarl on his face.
They taller boy left with the girl Aang was talking to. Olivier chalked him up as a target. She approached Aang, one hand on a knife.
Get ahold of yourself, Olivier. He's just a teenager. You were going to kill him just for talking to Aang. Olivier put the thought away. They were in the fire nation, wanted by the authorities. Would she kill anyone, even a child or teenager to remain safe? Yes. She would kill and sleep like a baby that night.
"So, have fun?" Olivier asked.
"Olivier! How'd you know?" Aang asked, jumping from her presence.
"I followed you." Olivier said.
"That's a little creepy." Aang said.
"Once you start fending for yourself, then I'll stop." Olivier said, insulting the Avatar. And she knew it.
Entering the cave they were bombarded with questions from the group.
"Where have you been?" Katara asked.
"I enrolled in a fire nation school." Aang said.
Olivier said nothing, but counted her fingers. 3, 2, 1.
"Enrolled in what?!" Sokka asked, jumping up. Olivier only smirked.
"It's true. I was there." Olivier said.
"Why didn't you pull him out?" Sokka asked.
Olivier gave Sokka an evil look. And he was supposed to be a genious.
"Listen. This is a good opportunity for Aang to gather as much Intel about the fire nation. Granted, it won't be military. But there's a chance he'll know something that'll aid us in the war. I'm willing to take that chance. Aang, are you?" Olivier asked.
"Yeah. Besides, it was great. So I'm going back tomorrow." Aang said.
Olivier waved her hand in a gesture that said case closed. Deal with it.
Next morning, she didn't follow Aang to the school. She stayed at the caves and sharpened her swords and knifes for combat.
As a result, she was completely surprised when Aang came back with Sokka and Katara and talked about hosting a dance party. Olivier spat out the water she was drinking. And looked at Aang. Now that was the dumbest idea ever. Now the risk of being discovered and captured was high. Extremely high. And Olivier wasn't in the mood to kill students and police forces to escape.
Did Aang forget they were in the homeland of their enemy? No.
Didn't take long for the party to get going. But Olivier knew that things never went smoothly as planned. The headmaster appeared with a student named Hide.
What kind of a name is that? His parents must have some deep psychological problems. Then again, 100 years of brutal oppression by the government will do that to you. Crazy government equals crazy people.
Olivier put her hand on a sword and got ready for a fight. To her surprise the students began to put on headbands much like how Aang wore it. The plan worked brilliantly, and the school principle was effectively shut down from finding Aang.
Olivier walked to Aang and pulled him aside.
"We need to leave, now." She said.
The group fled capture and escaped on Appa.
"We're safe Sokka, you can take off the beard." Katara said.
"Oh no I can't. It's permanently glued to my skin." Sokka said, stroking the beard.
Olivier grabbed the beard and tore it right off. Followed right after that, was Sokka screaming in pain, holding his mouth and jaw.
"Guess not." Olivier smirked.