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flickerflash) wrote2013-02-10 02:15 pm
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[Has everyone forgotten she's here? Assumed she's gone home?
Katie hopes so.
She's been hiding long enough.
She's also been out of touch. For the first time ever, she's making a locked post. But as she never really worked out how to use locks, it's pathetically easy to break. And given she's also directing it to Wolfwood, of all people...
...the writing is scratchy and awkward, because honestly she takes a few moments to remember how to write.]
[Written | Failed filter to Wolfwood]
The cremation of a fireman goes unremarked, but his remains remade remove the gremlin. This is my remedy, my ceremony, and there will be no rematch, but I had to remind you. It would be remiss if I didn't remark on the remnant that didn't remain.
I'm not sorry, preacherman.
[Katie doesn't want to be seen by anyone, and so she does the sensible thing. It's very late at night when she lets herself into the stores-- more early morning-- and makes off with a pair of scissors. And possibly a fireman's hat, if it exists. Just because. And then very briefly, she heads past Cullen House to leave what appears to be a ball of brightly, multi-coloured string in the kitchen.
She's not brave enough to head south until the sun is up, and so morning sees her heading through the forest for its southern edge, scissors in hand, where a collection of brightly coloured string still flutters in a breeze that doesn't exist.]
Katie hopes so.
She's been hiding long enough.
She's also been out of touch. For the first time ever, she's making a locked post. But as she never really worked out how to use locks, it's pathetically easy to break. And given she's also directing it to Wolfwood, of all people...
...the writing is scratchy and awkward, because honestly she takes a few moments to remember how to write.]
[Written | Failed filter to Wolfwood]
The cremation of a fireman goes unremarked, but his remains remade remove the gremlin. This is my remedy, my ceremony, and there will be no rematch, but I had to remind you. It would be remiss if I didn't remark on the remnant that didn't remain.
I'm not sorry, preacherman.
[Katie doesn't want to be seen by anyone, and so she does the sensible thing. It's very late at night when she lets herself into the stores-- more early morning-- and makes off with a pair of scissors. And possibly a fireman's hat, if it exists. Just because. And then very briefly, she heads past Cullen House to leave what appears to be a ball of brightly, multi-coloured string in the kitchen.
She's not brave enough to head south until the sun is up, and so morning sees her heading through the forest for its southern edge, scissors in hand, where a collection of brightly coloured string still flutters in a breeze that doesn't exist.]
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But eventually, he stops when he notices some movement in the corner of his eye. And he moves to investigate.]
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But forward she goes with her pair of scissors, and though Aang can't see it, one of her feline ears twitches back at the sound of someone following her. So she stops. Not that you're particularly loud, but she's a cat-- and you have echoes.]
Hello, Aang.
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Hello, Katie. How are you?
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Shouldn't you be in school? Or reading comics. That sounds like fun.
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They both sound like fun, but I could ask you the same question. You're littler, after all. But it doesn't matter anyway. There's no school on the weekend.
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Did you want something?
[As he gets closer, he might see the leather scabbard tied on one hip. Hi, Aang. I'm a nine year old carrying a sword. :|b]
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Not really. I just... thought I'd spend some time with you. I haven't heard from you in a while, Katie. [And he knows so little about you - like if there are any caretakers.]
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What if I'm doing secret girl's business?
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Oh! If it's- if it's that private, I should leave you alone, shouldn't I? I don't wanna... interrupt or anything...
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[She'd offer him a smile, but Katie is doing her best to make sure he can't see her face. So she looks at her feet instead.]
...would you mind? I could come by and visit you afterward.
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If - if that's what you want, Katie. As long as you're careful, and I can see you're okay later. It's just... it could be dangerous in this forest. [Word's surely spread by now that the local vampire is gone, but who knows what else could lurk in its depths?]
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[It's been more than half a year now since Ikki first showed up - and since Katara and Aang had been taking care of her, aside from the brief periods where Tenzin showed up and Ikki spent some time back at home. Even if he was used to kids living on their own and being free - and while Katara had told him about the responsibilities that were assumed in her tribe from a young age - Aang still worried for Ikki, and he worried for Katie, too. He had to make sure the kids were alright.]
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Y-yeah, I guess they do. What ways are you thinking of, Katie?
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