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PUT A “∞” IN MY ASK BOX AND I’LL SHUFFLE MY MUSIC PLAYER AND GIVE YOU MY FAVORITE LYRIC FROM THE SONG THAT COMES UP.

» You Me At Six - No one does it better

❝ What do I do when I am so in love with you?I forgot what I wanted to say. What do I do when you won’t change your ways? It’s time, it’s time

    Gradually–a few moments of quiet clarification that Jet very much PHYSICALLY was in front of him aside–Aang came to accept the reality of the situation. Thus, his ability to be much more GLAD to see the other shone through what once was naught but a stupefied expression setting his mouth ajar. He managed a larger GRIN at the boy’s laugh, and his face brightened to hear of just how well he was doing after everything he had been through: REMARKABLE, really.

    “Well, in that case–! I’m glad we were the DISTRACTION you needed.” Maybe not the best for them at the time, but knowing in some way–indirectly and accidentally–they had aided his healing was good compensation. “So you’ve stayed in contact with Smellerbee and Longshot, then?”

Laughing off the Avatar’s reply, Jet thought he’d said enough. Altough Aang just said it himself, Jet didn’t want to dwell on them being the distraction they needed, as the group had been so much more.

     ❝ I have. They should still be around in         the colonies. Though the two of them         tend to... wander off... and protest about         the fire nation still. ❞

As he healed, he learned. While his friends told him to heep a level head as they reached Ba Sing Se, they were now just as alive as ever to protest about the Fire Nation living in the colonies. The true spirit of a freedom fighter. Yet, Jet learned that not everyone was bad just because they were from the Fire Nation. 

Now that he had the chance to meet Aang again, a chance he thought would never come ─ or at least after a few more years ─ Jet got down on one knee.

    He was alive. He was talking. He was… WALKING, too–? Hadn’t he been all but CRUSHED the last time they saw him, presumed to never get up again (and in more ways than one)? Of course, the realization had no effect on his being PLEASED to see the freedom fighter, but so overwhelmed by the sheer improbability of it all, the Avatar had yet to even wield any sort of noticeable CHEER.

    “But you–?” Aang inclined his neck as the other got closer, as if the proximity made it all the more REAL. “Y-you’re… you’re OKAY? I… had no idea; we all thought–” That you were dead? Maybe a poor choice of confession. “Wow. It’s good to SEE you.”

      ❝ It is true, Long Feng got me pretty bad          but thanks to my friends I made it out          alive. It was quite the hassle, I have to           say, but since you guys were the main           target, the Dai Li pretty much ignored us. ❞

Aang’s reaction made Jet laugh. actually laugh, for a few seconds, before telling him that it was good to see him as well. Jet was feeling pretty good, now that the war was over, considering it could have ended much worse for him. But death wasn’t an option for Jet. He had plans. He couldn’t sit out on seeing how the world will evolve now that the War is over.

    A delight that otherwise would have extended to BOTH parties (grievances set aside) had Aang not been absolutely APPALLED to see the refugee alive and well. Or maybe just ALIVE; that in itself was the shocker regardless of just what state he was in. Everything else, for that moment, could be set aside (including Jet’s questions, which went in one ear and out the other with no recollection at all).

    “JET?” He all but shouted the name, voice shrill with disbelief. “What are–how–?” Incoherent babble. An attempt at something clearer was then made. “Why’re you HERE?”

Jet smiled at Aang’s reaction. Thought the light in his eyes wasn’t as fierce as it used to be, it was a great pleasure to see the Avatar again. The former leader of the freedom fighters got up to approach Aang who seemed glued onto  where he was standing. Jet’s injuries healed for the better  or the worse but at least he could walk on his own again.

He could have seen it coming, he really could have, but as a year has passed since the war was over, and the colonies had  been a complete mess, Jet somehow expected the Avatar to show up a bit sooner. Whatever his business, Jet was delighted  to see his arrow headed friend again.