http://greaterskies.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] greaterskies.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2007-11-15 05:11 pm
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Air and Fire [Active]

Character(s): Aang and Zuko
Content: An unlikely reunion takes place after Aang arrives in Paixao.
Setting: Niflheim area.
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: None so far.

It hadn't been for very long that Aang had suddenly found himself in what seemed to be an entirely different world. He had been walking for a while now, quite enjoying the scenery. Moments before he had been able to write and somehow communicate with others through the rectangular thing he had been given at the gate. One of the folders had said it was a journal so naturally Aang had to try it out. It took some fumbling but the system hadn't been too difficult to figure out.

The journal was pocketed away for now after he found out it also had a map and had taken a good look at it. Apparently there was a train station somewhere near here and Aang deemed it worthy of checking out. But for now he had to pass through rows of apartments to get there.

[identity profile] scorching-heat.livejournal.com 2007-12-13 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
After a few steps, the exile opened the door, revealing a small but well kept apartment.
It was rather sparsely furnished, though it all still seemed to be made with the same intricate detail as everything else in the city. In the middle of the front room, there was a low glass table, it had probably originally been intended as a coffee table, but Zuko had adopted it as his own table, with small cushions spread around it like seats.

Zuko took into the apartment, letting his guest follow behind.

"Go ahead and take a seat, I have to put some of this away" , Zuko offered, while he started to place his groceries in the kitchen. Which, wasn't really so much a kitchen as it was an area with a different style of floor, some cupboards and a stove.

The stove had originally been a mystery to Zuko, he'd never really had the chance to work something quite like it. Though it was a rather simple mechanic to turn the dial and to spark the gas, the timing was a trick he had sooner given up on and took to lighting the thing with a snap of his wrist.

In the fashion just mentioned above, Zuko lit the stove and put a bronze kettle over the flame to heat before rejoining his guest an continuing their session of questions.

"So what had happened just before you arrived?"