This is another bit that I had the vague idea for all the way back when I first started writing nukka stuff. Nukka may or may not be spirit touched but if she isn’t she’s got a hard time believing it.
ATLAxDOS - PoV Nukka
“I’ve heard a lot about you from Sokka,” Yue was the first to offer an olive branch, so to speak, Nukka has been busy sparring with every Northern warrior she could cajole or intimidate into fighting her. If the North needed a lesson in the value of women warriors so Katara had a chance at actual training Nukka wasn’t really concerned who she pissed off or how many bones she ended up breaking, “He speaks highly of you.”
That received a snort, her and Sokka hadn’t exactly been seeing eye to eye lately, mostly because of said aggressiveness. It wasn’t that he didn’t understand, because she knew he’d do the same for Katara in her place, it was that he couldn’t do the same for her. It was almost the same tension as back when Dad had left, when Nukka had taken initiative and he was left floundering unsure of how to help.
“He talks about you, princess. You’re an asset to your city,” Which was true--but there’s also something else. Something deep in Nukka’s chest, so deep it may well have been Shikako’s chest that made moonlight dance behind her eyelids and a melody waft just out of reach when she looked at Yue for too long. Now, as she finally looked the ethereal girl in the eyes, she wondered if Yue looked at her and saw stars.
“Forgive me for prying but he told me you were--”
“Spirit-touched...Yeah, that’s what GranGran always thought.”
“I’ve never met anyone else, I know that are circumstances are different but I only wished to ask--” Before the Princess could dig herself any deeper Nukka shrugged lightly, she understood even if it wasn’t for the reason Yue thought it was. She wasn’t such a straightforward case, she couldn’t name the spirit in this life that clung to her being and guided the strange sense of hers--But Before...
“You have this feeling you were put here to change things--because you weren’t supposed to be here.” Nukka’s voice was so soft she’d worried that Yue wouldn’t hear her--but recognition, kinship, glittered in her deep blue eyes.
“Yes, a little like that.”
The words flowed out of her like water from a drainpipe, a deluge that couldn’t be stopped now that she finally had someone who might have understood, “They said I didn’t cry when I was born--Not stillborn but I was quiet, that it wasn’t until they put me in the crib with Sokka that I made any sounds.” Whoever it was that sent her back, not once but twice, they must have known that giving her a twin made things easier. That having someone there, even when they quarreled or confused each other, that it was better than struggling through the world all alone.
Something softened in Yue’s face when Nukka mentioned Sokka, and it made something soften in her own chest--Because Sokka deserved a girl like this, someone sweet and understanding and so genuine. She and Katara loved him, they would always support him but Katara also had to consider her own needs as a bender and Nukka would always have her secrets. Yue, bright and honest was good for him.
But Nukka still worried, moon touched, star touched, shadow touched, those powers always came with a price. Shikako had paid it and found a loophole to get back, Nukka hoped that Yue could do the same.
