05-28-2017, 11:50 AM
The previous conversation was still lingering. It was strange how much alike he and Chakravartin's kind were. He had never thought to reach so far back, what was possibly thousands of lifetimes. A temple that held statues of all his past lives had at least that many, but some were so old the faces were gone.
After lobbing a quick fireball at Chakravartin's pile of expertly cut sticks, Aang started a little routine of stomping. The tremors underfoot softened the packed earth to loose, almost comfortable soil. The grass was left undisturbed, making it almost perfect to sleep on. He did not feel he had the level of control to create even a small shelter with Earthbending, so instead he decided they would lay down under the stars.
"Anyone thirsty?" Aang was the all in one Swiss Army Knife with legs. With sweeping movements, he pulled water right from the air, gathering ever present moisture into small orbs. They then freeze into snowballs, which Aang holds out in offering. Except for one, which he is already enjoying.
Lysandra eyed the snowball before carefully accepting it. "This is so cool! Hehe... puns..."
"Sokka would be proud." The pun received an Avatar Approved Thumbs Up. "Chakra, would you like one? Even if you don't drink, it'll help you keep cool." It was not exactly hot, but this trick might be useful tomorrow, in between flights. It was a bit toasty in the saddle, with no shade.
Before Chakravartin could respond, Momo obliterates the snowball by flying into it, mouth open and everything. The winged lemur snatched the rest of it with tiny paws and rubbed the snow into his fur, chattering happily. "Momo..." Aang was not quite annoyed, but it was a bit bothering that the lemur continued the passive aggression towards Chakravartin. Aang quickly formed another, making sure Momo could not get to it.
"So, uh... I've been meaning to ask... about those hands. The floating ones. The Dai Li used a similar technique, I think I remember Avatar Kyoshi taught it to them. It was called the Stone Glove..." There was not a real question there, leaving it very open ended. "I mean, since we're all being super open here and all..."
After lobbing a quick fireball at Chakravartin's pile of expertly cut sticks, Aang started a little routine of stomping. The tremors underfoot softened the packed earth to loose, almost comfortable soil. The grass was left undisturbed, making it almost perfect to sleep on. He did not feel he had the level of control to create even a small shelter with Earthbending, so instead he decided they would lay down under the stars.
"Anyone thirsty?" Aang was the all in one Swiss Army Knife with legs. With sweeping movements, he pulled water right from the air, gathering ever present moisture into small orbs. They then freeze into snowballs, which Aang holds out in offering. Except for one, which he is already enjoying.
Lysandra eyed the snowball before carefully accepting it. "This is so cool! Hehe... puns..."
"Sokka would be proud." The pun received an Avatar Approved Thumbs Up. "Chakra, would you like one? Even if you don't drink, it'll help you keep cool." It was not exactly hot, but this trick might be useful tomorrow, in between flights. It was a bit toasty in the saddle, with no shade.
Before Chakravartin could respond, Momo obliterates the snowball by flying into it, mouth open and everything. The winged lemur snatched the rest of it with tiny paws and rubbed the snow into his fur, chattering happily. "Momo..." Aang was not quite annoyed, but it was a bit bothering that the lemur continued the passive aggression towards Chakravartin. Aang quickly formed another, making sure Momo could not get to it.
"So, uh... I've been meaning to ask... about those hands. The floating ones. The Dai Li used a similar technique, I think I remember Avatar Kyoshi taught it to them. It was called the Stone Glove..." There was not a real question there, leaving it very open ended. "I mean, since we're all being super open here and all..."
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