A New Avatar Arrives

[Alex Mercer]

Aang remained quiet as Chakravartin fabricated a physical item from his Omnilium. Personally, the thought had never occurred to him to try and create such a thing outside of his body. And wasn't it said he could create... people? Even if he could, Aang would not curse Katara to this life. Losing her bending would be devastating. Toph too; he knew she would be the worst off. Her blind eyes without the Earthbending senses would probably terrify the fearless woman.

Sokka. As Aang thought about it, Sokka became a somewhat obvious choice. He was already human, with no special powers. However, could Aang really bring Sokka to this world? Come to think of it, would he be bringing the real Sokka, or fabricating a copy from memory? There was so much to think about. Who would he bring? Or should he stay alone in this venture? Well... there wsa Lysandra, but she did not seem the type to stick around much.

"Momo!" Aang's sudden thought was spoken aloud in his own surprise. Why had he not thought of this? Momo would be that little connection he needed, a boost to his spirits. "Uh... give me a minute, I want to uh... do the thing." He gestures to the crutch the ebony woman was walking with on her way back to wherever. With the brief warning, he takes a few steps away and drops to a cross-legged position. "You guys can keep talking, don't mind me."

The avatar's hands closed into loose fists, before resting knuckle to knuckle with the other. The arrows on his hands pointed towards each other, towards the center of his body. With a deep, calming breath, Aang began meditating. He focused heavily on the memories of Momo, every little detail. He purposely pushed away thoughts about his animal friend's later years. Instead, he focused on Momo from his youth.

The shimmering sphere of Omnilium formed in front of him. It wriggled as it grew, slowly stretching like a developing embryo. It would have been fascinating to watch, but Aang had opted to close his eyes during the process. Unlike Chakravartin's creation of a crutch, his own desire was vastly complicated.

Lysandra watched with avid fascination, just as she had with Chakra's creation. Eventually though, the drawn out process allows her attention to depart, and return to the former deity. "Umm... We came from Coruscant... that way." She pointed in the direction they had been walking before Chakra's arrival, the exact opposite way from the fountain not far behind. "I guess the boss is from there too, but... he might be in any of the others that can connect to the dataverse..." That was a big help, but she never claimed to be a big part of the organization in the first place.

The brunet's attention returned to the Avatar's creation at the sound of chittering. A four-legged creature with a long tail and massive ears was taking shape. Its fur was slowly starting to grow and transition from shimmering colors to white and brown. His big eyes and small face, especially with the heart-shaped brown patch that framed it, had many back home dying from the sheer adorable nature of the Winged Lemur. This was obviously no easy task to the Avatar. The number of tattoos across his body were glowing, and his brow was knit with concentration and effort. Clearly he had no past life experience with creation from nothing.

By the time the lemur was complete, Aang felt exhausted. Though no physical effort was needed, mentally he had put so much into the animal. Momo's first response to new life was to clamber all over Aang till he sat atop the Avatar's head. Big ears perked, twitching this way and that as his eyes peered at the only other two bodies in the vicinity. The lemur chittered at them, not angrily, but questioningly. "Boy... I could use a nap..."

Aang rubbed his eyes, then his temples. "She wasn't lying... apparently we can create people." And animals, it seems. "Guys, this is Momo." The lemur's tail flicked. He peered down, hanging almost off Aang's head to look Aang face to face. The bald head had nothing to hang on to, so Momo slips, dropping down into Aang's lap. As quick as he fell, Momo was up and leaping off his shoulder to crawl onto Lysandra's head. Lysandra practically melted at Momo's sheer adorable nature, unleashing a fierce girly squeal.

[Larfleeze]

Chakravartin watched with interest as the animal took shape, and began to climb all over his creator, and then its fellow Secondary. Chakravartin extended a hand- one of the ones actually attached to his arms, instead of the free-floating ones. At his approach, the lemur froze in place, staring at the metallic fingers, before letting out a furious, terrified screech, arching its back and folding back its ears. It took to the air, and circled around, before landing on the shoulder of his creator.

Aang's eyes widened in surprise, and moved to pet his friend, calming down the angry chittering.

Good instincts, Chakravartin thought, amused. "Hm, I'm not from Earth- or a version of Earth, like you two. I supposed Momo's not used to aliens?" Chakravartin offered with an evil grin.  

"Tell me about Coruscant, Lysandra." Chakravartin said, "And the other gates as well. If you can."

[Alex Mercer]

Aang was not too comfortable with that grin. A general air of suspicion was steadily growing around this Chakravartin fellow. Momo was generally a very good judge of character, and the fact that he acted so aggressively meant quite a bit more than Chakravartin might realize.

Lysandra had been the host of the lemur before Chakra's approach, so she was naturally startled at the flurry of movement. She almost did not catch the questions aimed at her. Even when she heard them, her response was a "one moment" finger held up. Too fascinated with the lemur, she attempts to grab him under the arms from Aang's shoulder. The lemur managed to react, but not quite fast enough. Lysandra's hands grabbed around the lemur's legs. In response, Momo reveals the spines protruding from his wrists and the thin leathery membrane that spreads between them. As Lysandra held the lemur's ankles, it tried to fly away. Its long tail swatted her face harmlessly as it chattered.

It was hard not to laugh at Lysandra's playfullness, the way she giggled at Momo's antics. Aang  remained seated, watching how easily the woman got along with Momo. Sure, Momo was trying to escape, but no more than a cat who was tired of snuggles. This was nothing like the way Momo reacted to Chakravartin. It was made clear when Lysandra pulled the lemur back and snuggled him to her chest. "You are so adorable!"

"Momo," Aang reminded her, just in case.

"Momo!" From her tone, it would seem she had initially missed the lemur's name. Aang was sure if Lysandra knew she could get away with it, she would steal Momo and dress him up... like the dozens of little girls who would do exactly that when they were younger.

While Lysandra was distracted, the Avatar turns his attention over to Chakravartin. "Go easy on her, alright? She just realized she was working for bad guys, it's probably not the best time to drill her for information." If she even had any, for that matter.

[Larfleeze]

"Fine, fine." he said, still amused at the lemur's reaction. He pulled- and all four Palace Hands retreated to him, grabbing onto his own body, and melting into his skin. The return of his biomass filled a hole he didn't realize he had been missing. There was no longer any threat.

"Aang, earlier you said you wanted to rest, no?" Chakravartin looked to Lysandra, "Is the Nexus safe, more or less? Or should we try to get to one of the Gates before we sleep?"

She paused at the word safe, looking between the two of them. "I think... we'll be safe as long as the two of you are here. In the Nexus, two Primes together is something most people try to stay away from." she looked at the pure white ground, flat, and hard. It'd be like trying to sleep on a perfectly smooth sheet of plastic. "But I think we should try to get to a gate soon. There are usually a lot of inns right on the inside of every gate." Momo took her momo-ntary distraction as his chance to escape, and he flapped high in the sky, before once again taking shelter by Aang. Without the furious chittering, this time. "Darn it." she said, "Come here Momo, come here, I have something for you." she said, reaching into her pack, and shuffling about for something to give the lemur. Instantly forgive, Momo returned to the girl, very interested.

Chakravartin was interested now as well.

She pulled a peach from her bag, and pulled the skin apart, ripping a bit of the fruit out to give to Momo- who jumped back at a furious bell-like gurgling sound emanated from Chakravartin.

That was right... he hadn't eaten in- centuries, perhaps? Certainly not in this body.

He had been watching from Sun Wu Kong's memories, before Chakravartin conquered his mental body and stole his physical one, and had only remembered the child eating perhaps two times in the few days between the point where he had been born by the stone his previous incarnation and his other seven parents had bequeathed their blood to, and getting bodyjacked by Chakravartin.

He was hungry.

And that peach looked delicious.

It was only by Lysandra's nervous repeating of "Teeth. Very teeth. Teeth." that he realized he had grabbed the fruit out of her hand with his mouth, his fangs sinking deep into the fruit.

He swallowed the rest of it whole, and had the sense to say, "Excuse me. I think I was hungrier than I... realized." he didn't exactly blush with embarrassment, but it was a close thing.

"I'll... replace it, if you want me to." he offered, making a little bit of the shining Omnilium appear at his finger tips.

"N-no need, I uh, you c-can have the rest if you- uh, want it."

"He'll be fine." Aang said, looking pointedly at Chakravartin, "And he'll apologize, won't he?"

"I offered to make her another to pay her back."

"For scaring her."

"I suppose I do regret that." Chakravartin said.

The two others waited for the rest, before Aang sighed, deciding that was probably as much of an apology as they were going to get. Momo was busying himself licking the bit of peach juice that had landed on the ground when the Saru had bit it.

[Alex Mercer]

Chakravartin was hungry. Momo was hungry. Even Aang was hungry, and he was used to fasting. He had no doubt Lysandra was even starting to get the rumblies, but revealing food might seem like a not-smart thing to do, even for the near ditsy woman.

With a little twist, Aang rose to his feet. He dusted off his rear, though there was no dirt to cling to his robes. "I suppose we should pick a gate... Which one would have the most hospitable village?" Aang was already looking around; first to the gate that was the closest, then towards the horizon in all the other directions.

Lysandra picked up on the term "Village" immediately. "If you want something kinda laid back and non techy, Camelot is pretty nice, especially this time of year... But if you two are wanting to be heroes, I think monster hunters are always welcomed no matter where you go. Not Coruscant though... Lotsa bad people there that you can't just punch... I mean, you could, but you'd have, like, a million guards on you... well... I guess its not much different in Camelot, but I'd much rather face swords than lightsabers. OH! And Camelot has a lot of horseys!"

... Aang was a bit confused now. Names of places were nice, but Lysandra pointed in no direction, and then started talking about some sort of thin sword made of ... light? Maybe those guys weren't lightning benders at all then. "I vote for this Camalot village, I'd rather not start picking fights till I'm back to my old self. Or at least reconnect with my past and all the elements." He still felt vastly weakened, not to mention almost lonely. The severing of his previous lives felt almost disjointing.

"Yea, sure! You wanna come too, Chaky? There are meats and lots of fresh fruits in every village square from gate to castle!" Bribery with sweet words and a sweater smile made an argument no real man could contest. Aang shook his head. Maybe this woman WAS evil. He hoped that she never used those tactics on him, or he'd be a bigger mush than Sokka.

"Plus," Aang added in, "we might find a friendlier greeting party. I'm sure if we do some tasks around a village, we can ask a few questions as pay. More extensive ones, that you can't bully out of people... well, that you can't bully out of them and trust that they aren't lying to get you to stop..." He tried to be as persuasive as Lysandra, but she still had the batting eyelashes. Aang gave the woman a light nudge to try and break her focus.

Lysandra was almost lost in thought, daydreaming about what they would find in Camelot. Clearly she has never actually been to the realm, only read about it in magazines and while searching the Dataverse.

[Larfleeze]

"I don't care much for where we go." Chakravartin said, "Regardless of what's there. I'm open to Camelot. Fruit does sound good. But meat?" he sneered a little, "I'm still a little surprised. In a place with technology as complex as this-" he raised the gun, "You still raise animals for the sole purpose of eating them?"

Aang smiled, "A fellow vegetarian?"

"I suppose. Fructivore, actually."

"Gesundheit." Lysandra said.

"Which Gate is Camelot?" Aang asked, and Lysandra looked out over the pale void.

"Camelot is on the direct opposite end of the Nexus from Coruscant- the two Verses are actually at war. Kind of. Sort of. They don't like each other at least."

"It'd be hard to move an army through this place, with such a small gate in between." Aang acknowledged, "Especially since they'd know that their enemies can only reach them from one point."

"You'd think that Coruscant would just launch a missile out of their gate, set it to go in a straight line, and repeat."

[Alex Mercer]

"I don't even think master Earthbenders can lob rocks that far..." He looked between the two gates, the other he could not exactly see in the distance.

Waving his hands about, he refocused his mind. If they stayed here any longer, they may be happened upon by another band of unsavory fellows. "So we can walk, or I can see if I can bring in Appa... He's my flying bison. I'm pretty sure it would be faster, if it doesn't take all day to summon him. He's... pretty big."

Lysandra's eyes lit up. "Another pet! I pick the flying whatever!" She was almost vibrating with jubilant energy. "I don't know what a bison is, but if its as cute as Mr. Momo, I'll definitely have to find me one of those too!"

That made Aang chuckle. "Appa might be a bit much to handle... He's... well... big... like... really big, and takes a lot of work to keep his shedding under control, especially when it gets hot."

Chakravartin chimes in, namely to keep the airheaded Aang and the ditsy Lysandra from going on what could possibly be an endless back and forth rambling. "Flying transport would be swell, if it ever comes to pass." A polite way of refocusing Aang's scatterbrain. He might have to keep a bit of a handle on this one, lest he and Lysandra enter a neverending loop of nonsensical chattering.

"Right! So... erm... yea, let me just... um..." Where would he even begin? This was a hell of a thing to manifest, just physically.

Aang sat down again. He took another deep breath and slowly released it. In through the nose, out through the mouth. His hands came together, the arrows pointing tip to tip towards one another. Like near the end of Aang's previous manifestation, his tattoos began to glow. Clearly he was attempting from the start to put his all into this creation.

Omnilium slowly pooled in front of Aang. It was small at first, but as time stretched on, it swelled. The Avatar had not lied when he said that this was a big creature. As its first pair of legs appeared, they alone seemed as thick as Chakravartin and Aang standing back to back. Then the second pair appeared, right behind the first. Then... a third pair... and a long, almost beaver like tail.

This was a behemoth of a creature. Surely it could not fly! It had no wings! And its body was so thick it looked like it could not even jump. The details of the fur offered no indicators on how this beast was supposed to be airborn. Chakravartin did notice the rather odd arrow on the beast's massive, shaggy head. It looked remarkably similar to Aang's, in fact.

Aang's brow had broken out into a sweat before the large beast made its first bellow. The sound it made was like thunder. Lysandra was instantly borderlining fear and awe of the massive fluffy beast.

[Larfleeze]

Chakravartin grinned as the massive creature took shape. Majestic, he agreed.

Aang smiled proudly, "Appa! Good to see you buddy!" the Avatar walked up to the creature's head without even the slighest tinge of fear, and hugged it just above its nose, burying his face in the soft white fur. The creature let out a groan that could probably have been heard for miles, snuffling a bit, before opening its huge mouth.

Lysandra took a sharp step back, resuming her chanting of "Teeth. Big teeth. Why so many teeth?"

It licked Aang, the huge tongue lifting him up off the ground, and letting him drop again, covered in saliva, though by his grin, it seemed the man didn't even notice.

"Chakra, Lysandra, this is Appa. My Sky Bison."

"There's no way it can fly." Lysandra said quietly, "It- It doesn't even have wings!"

Chakravartin looked almost confused by her. "Since when does a sufficiently powerful being need wings to fly? I used to fly, before I came to the Omniverse, in fact, I never touched the ground. And never, have I had wings." He approached Appa, who quieted as he came closer, letting out a warning snort of hot air from its nostrils, and if Chakravartin hadn't been so dense for his size, would have had him falling over.

Aang watched Appa's reaction. The Bison was more intelligent than the Lemur, Chakravartin could tell, but that also meant less connection with instinct. Appa was obviously wary around him- he could feel something was wrong with him, that he was dangerous, but the creature's own intelligence stopped him from instantly attacking. After all, Chakravartin was physically only a child, and wasn't making any aggressive move on anything.

"He flies through Chi movement, doesn't he?" Chakravartin asked, "He's too dense to rely on a purely physical flight mechanism. Even some kind of internal hydrogen sack wouldn't lift him too far."

Aang smiled, "In way- Sky Bison are natural airbenders, it's said the first air nomads learned how to air bend by observing and understanding the Sky Bison's movements. And all bending comes from their chi- in a way, Bison are even greater airbenders than humans. Not even I can fly without a glider. Not really. You could?"

"Before, yes." Chakravartin smiled, "I had utter control of my Chi, and my own body. Before- I could make every drop of blood in my body fly like the Palace Hands I created. Whether separate or together. Free-flying was my default state of being."

[Alex Mercer]

Just like that one monk long ago! He forgot the name - probably because of missing his lessons and playing Hooky with Monk Gyatsu... "That would be awesome! It's kinda hard to fight from a glider sometimes. But not from Appa! Right buddy?" Aang was eager to climb atop his oldest friend. He dropped heavily onto Appa's head, but the massive beast did not mind one bit. He could probably headbutt boulders and walk away from it fine and dandy.

Lysandra had an issue trying to climb aboard. Eventually she figured that using Appa's fur did not hurt him, so she makes use of that. Once she reached the massive bison's back, she noticed for the first time he had already been fitted with riding gear. "Oh my gosh, this looks so nice! It's -- ooh its so softly padded, I feel like royalty!"

"Yea, after my buddy Zuko became Fire Lord, he had our old saddle replaced with this one. It's lighter for Appa's sake, but super comfy! It was so soft that even Toph had trouble seeing! That's not easy to do, the only thing that usually does that is Sand and... well... this is MUCH better!"

After Chakravartin boarded the... vessel... he had to admit the saddle atop the beast was almost fit for royalty. The polished wood was finely crafted, probably useless in a fight, but very elegantly carved and polished. The cushions were plentiful and thick, clearly meant for longer voyages. Their bright reds had a spattering of orange in swirling designs, like a combination of Aang's swirling tattoos and the tongues of fire. There was a lot of work put into this. "I suppose we should be off. Aang, perhaps you should remind Lysandra of the safety hazards of flight."

When the Avatar looked back to  see what Chakra meant by that, he saw that not only was Lysandra standing straight up, she had a foot on the railing, looking downwards. "Um... What are you doing?"

"I wanna see how he flies!"

"You're gonna fall..." 

"No I'm not!" Aang deadpans. This level of determination borderlined idiocy. Aang gives Appa's head a little tap and the giant beast takes just a few steps. Lysandra topples overboard. With a quick sweep of an arm, a volley of arcing air is cast downwards. It sweeps back up, knocking Lysandra back into the large riding saddle. "I meant to do that..." Lysandra's face flushed.

"You can lean over the rail, but... stay on your knees and hold onto the rail, it's much easier to brace like that." He waited till Lysandra found herself a comfortable position. She threw a thumbs up Aang's way.

Aang in return aimed a thumbs up at Chakravartin. Not to be left out, Chakravartin awkwardly returned one back. "Alright Appa! Yip yip!"

Appa groaned before lurching forward. The great beast took not a single step before it was airborne. The ride was so smooth and the beast was unimaginably graceful in the air. Aang felt at home, but Lysandra was extatic. She was somewhere between absolute joy and heart wrenching terror. From her mouth came a stream of almost unintelligible words. "Iwontfallouttheywontletmefallillbeokaynothingsgoingtohappen!"

Chakravartin sat against the back of the saddle, relaxing into the cushions. This was better than walking by far. Not a few minutes pass before he notices a couple of full bags tied to the saddle. Through one of the bulging seams, he spots the green skin of a pear... The Avatar had the foresight to summon a fully fernished mode of transport, it would seem. Maybe he was not so scatterbrained after all?

[Alex Mercer]

Wouldn't that have been nice? Flying through the sky, impressing Lysandra, perhaps even Chakravartin... but no.

This was so familiar, trudging along the ground when he CLEARLY wanted to fly. Aang was reminded of his first encounter with Sokka and Katara. Oppa could not fly then either. Of course this time, Aang had to guess it was something to do with the way this world simply worked.

"I swear he can fly."

"Uh huh... I tried to tell ya... but at least he's fluffy!" Lysandra had abandoned her safe seat in favor of reaching over to pet the side of the shambling behemoth. She barely held on, her knees holding the rail as she nearly hangs upside down. When not speaking to Aang, she was clearly speaking some other language that only animals could understand.... Or maybe one that only Lysandra could understand. Maybe not even her... It was almost creepy.

[Larfleeze]

He took a delicious bite of the fruit while Appa continued forwards towards the gate at a steady pace. He sympathized with the animal, just a bit. "Perhaps there's something wrong with the Chi in the Omniverse?" he asked, thinking. "I cannot fly. Your bison cannot fly. Your bending and my Fist of God have both been weakened severely."

"That could be it." Aang said, the man frowning, "In which case it's unlikely we'll ever get them back."

"That can't be it- I've seen flying animals before in Coruscant."

"You have?" Aang asked.

"Yep. And they used wings." she said proudly, "Not that Appa's any less adorable for not having them." she said again, cooing as she reached into the fur closes to the edge of the saddle.

"He really can- could fly."

"Sure."

Aang sighed, dropping it for now.

Chakravartin looked out across the void, noting that the Fountain had changed its form once more, as they passed it by. Lysandra looked at it with some amazement, this being the first time she had every gone so far from Coruscant. Chakravartin ate another fruit, and closed his eyes, focusing on his Omnilium. One could make objects with a few minutes concentration, as he had with the mercenary leader's crutch. One could also make animals- though both of Aang's summonings had taken a good deal longer than Chakravartin's simpler construct. Perhaps the more complicated it was, the longer it took to create it? Or perhaps Aang, because he was summoning something he knew, just put more effort and care into creating them?

Either way, it presented him with a new avenue towards True War.

His plans had gone askew in his old universe with the near-extinction of the Saru- the species he had found to be the ones closest to the ideal of True War of any warrior race he had come into contact with. He wondered briefly if the five children he had made on Earth were exterminated by the humans in revenge for his own transgressions, before putting them out of mind. They lived, or they didn't.

He could make more Saru children then, and he can make more Saru children now. But this universe worked on different rules. If his own body was so limited- even as something called a 'Prime', would Secondaries that have been similarly limited still be the best tools to bring about True War? Or in the Omniverse, was there a different species better suited to it?

Either way, creating people from nothing was still possible. He could still build an army, Saru or otherwise.

"I think I can see it." Aang said, looking ahead towards the clean stone archway that represented the entryway to Camelot.

"I wonder what it'll be like." Lysandra said.

Chakravartin considered the gate, what new possibilities existed outside this white emptiness?

[Alex Mercer]

Aang was sitting on the edge of his seat. Well... Appa's head, really. The thin rope that tied between the sky bison's horns was practically the only thing holding him from sliding right off. Aang was excited. This was literally a whole new world! And a better on than this, surely. The stone around the gate was a good start, it felt very... Earth.

It was almost a tight fit for Appa, but luckily they did not get stuck. This time... Once inside, Aang's senses are lit with the smells of Earth. The massive standing stones around the gate gave him an instant wave of nostalgia. They reminded him of the boulders Toph had him lob around for training four hours a day.

At this point, Momo made himself known. Popping his head out of the bag of fruits, the lemur scampers to the front of the saddle before jumping off and flying through the air. Momo could fly in the Nexus, but maybe because he was so small... and had wings...

"Alright Appa... One more time, buddy, you got this... Yip yip!" This time it was not just a fantasy. Oppa unleashes a mighty bellow before taking off. He was MUCH faster flying than walking, which might be weird considering his six legs.

Lysandra had the predictable reaction of panic at first, glee second, then a combination of the two. Needless to say, she withdrew into the saddle and clung to the finely crafted rail for support. "OHMYGOSH! We're really FLYING!"

Aang had the most I-told-you-so grin on his face when he peered back at the woman. She stuck her tongue out at the Avatar, who replies in kind.

Whilst peering back, Aang noticed that Chakravartin seemed lost in thought. The young one was rather creepy at times... Aang would rather not think about what was running through the golden boy's head. Instead, he decided to have a little fun.

Aang circled his hand and held it in front of his mouth. He blew threw it, creating rings of fire that shoot forth. These rings were so pristine and beautiful, reds mixing with blues and oranges. The rings slow down as they grow wider, enough so that Appa eventually catches up and flies through them. The sky bison had bad experiences with fiery rings, but Aang had long since proven that HIS fire was not dangerous.

The rings of fire passing around them were beautiful, but Chakravartin might suspect from their lacking intensity that they were not exactly combat ready. Beautiful, but far too light hearted to inflict a fatal wound. Lysandra, on the other hand, looked almost terrified as the rings passed overhead.

It had only been a few hours since he arrived in the Nexus, but he was so happy to be back in a familiar environment. The trees, the air, the sky... "I didn't realize how much I missed this smell!"

The terrified Lysandra tried sniffed the air. She smelled nothing but a faint wisp of smoke. "What smell?"

"The smell of AIR! fresh air! Trees and bees, dirt and moisture! Feels like I'm... back in my element!" Puns! Sokka would be proud.

[Larfleeze]

Chakravartin took in the new 'verse' with mild interest. He supposed it was preferable to the Nexus.

The most pressing question was: Could he fly?

The answer: No.

He was always, consistently, aware of the state of his body. And he was just as much in control. He could change the shape, just as he always could, but it was slow, clunky, his protean biomass flowed and took shape like molasses, instead of water, since he first arrived in the Omniverse.

But even so, he could still not fly. He could float- a little, but it required far more concentration and attention that walking. It was only in small amounts- the Palace Hands alone, that his body could truly fly.

It... hurt.

Appa's expert movements through the rings of fire only served to remind him of the ability he had lost, while also dragging up new questions. Why could he fly here, but not in the Nexus? Was there just... not enough air? The whim of Omni?

Either way, his attention was distracted from their flight by the world below. The forests were uninteresting, but the occasional village mixed between had more significance to him. There was civilization here, and going by the materials used to make the houses alone, Chakravartin wondered how Camelot could even begin to stand on the same ground as Coruscant. To these people, a beam sword isn't a primitive toy, it would be far superior to their own swords, able to shred their armor without a thought.

How had the people of Camelot made conflict with their technological superiors, and not gotten crushed?

Perhaps he would find worthy warriors here after all.

Aang continued his tricks through the air, showing off both his mastery of fire, his skill in guiding Appa, and Appa himself. Lysandra whooped and cheered, when she wasn't screaming in fear from a sudden drop, and Chakravartin found another fruit.

He was ready to see what Camelot had to offer.