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Avatar: Densetsu Titans Book 2 Ch.27They all didn't wake up until later on, Katara first. She looked around, she wasn't in any place she knew or anywhere really...but then she realized that it was where they knew. The air temple of the Fire Nation! It still looked the same from their last time here, when they first got Zuko on their side. But now though it was nightfall, and she couldn't see very much except for the edge to the bottomless pit. They all weren't tied up, which was weird...but they were pretty much trapped when she saw HoundDoom blocking their way out, also the fact that Appa was pinned down. She did see a bunch of metal men though around so the SCP must be behind this. Azula and Glaze were there too.
"About time," HoundDoom groaned, walking their way, his breath smoking. Katara reacted first and got in her stance.
"Who are you and what do you want?!"
"Chill babe, I just wanna talk," HoundDoom said, walking over to them. Suddenly the others were pinned back by a group of metal men, to make sure they didn't
Avatar: Densetsu Titans Book 2 Ch.26Team Avatar and the Freedom Fighters continued on Appa's back for awhile, trying to get to Ba Sing Se. Appa had easily traveled for a very good while but when they started getting to the shore, suddenly a wave of exhaustion hit Appa as he crash landed in the dirt, knocking everyone else off his back in the process.
"Appa!" Aang shouted, running to his side. He was relived it was just because he's tired, but they can't risk such a chance, the enemy can be just nearby. And given what they actually are, that can easily be the case.
"Is Appa ok?"
"Yeah Katara, he's just tired. Too much people riding I guess. Don't worry Appa, we can rest a bit if you want." Appa however was determined to go, despite his state. He kept trying to get up but he can't seem to keep balance and he can only managed to stay on his feet, though too tired to fly.
"Well it looks like were grounded for now."
"We can't be grounded! If those things find us-"
"I know I know. But were miles away from them by now, they can
MercyOh sweet God how the grassland
ignites in moonlight tonight
I must thank you for creating
her tangled fingers' slow pace
through the handsome rain Her
trochaic kinesthesia to rhythms
in Stravinsky's The Rite of
Spring Is this how you meant
for us to love you Yahweh
Tumbling clumsily down hills
of sheets into perpetually
immutable silence I could love
you like that I think I've been
practicing on this Savanna
for days and months Lost in
her crystal canvas Rolling crests
and troughs And when she touches
me Oh fair Lord I'm dragged into
your city past Gethsemane's
pulsing green and gold
Please hold us together
under this luminous stretch
Oh Father We are live
unclothed Our reflections awash
with the skin of your sun
Blood BrothersBrookie always holds my hand when we cross the street. She's never given a reason for it, she just does it. It's become this unspoken rule with us that whenever we cross the street together, she slips her hand in mine and I lace my fingers through hers and we walk hand-in-hand until we reach the other side and she drops her hand and we both wipe our palms on our jeans. Brookie's a little scared of crossing the street. Her poppa died in a car crash when we were six. He was a pedestrian. She's never gotten over it.
Brookie is my best friend going on sixteen years now, which is pretty impressive considering we're both sixteen. We don't have some cute little story about how we were born in the same hospital on the same day or about how our mothers were best friends long before they were pregnant with us and somehow passed on that bond while we were still in utero. No, Brookie and I met the same way ever
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