#honoras

           "Good, I suppose... It rained a lot the other day."

                          Spirits were they really talking about the weather?

     Glancing around the room awkwardly, at best. Bumi was really at a loss for words for once.  It was just so awkward... they hadn't seen each other in years and now, while Bumi was alive and feeling better. He was still confined to a wheel chair. While the two visiting was slightly reminiscent of old times... It definitely wasn't like old times.

Iroh could feel his blood run cold when he heard the radio announce the news; the Earth Queen was dead, and destined to be just the first of the Red Lotus's targets.  For the past decade, he'd prepared for war with the Earth Kingdom, but in the moment midnight seemed nearest, the game was turned on its head with the appearance of Zaheer.

The worst part, though, was his mother's terrified whimper; she was the most powerful ruler in the world, and hearing that fearful squeak simply infuriated him.

"They'll have to get past Korra first.  They're not getting past her," he answered, making necessary plans in case they did.

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       Head bowed and book raised, the young airbender        sat absorbed. With opalescent eyes running back and        forth across the pages, he was the pictured definition        of "studious".

       That is, until a shadow fell over him and blocked his        light. 

       Sky hued gaze flickered up to meet the sight of one        rather infamous princess. Then down went his book.