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Airbenders are pretty thoroughly repopulated now, but they're still minorities anywhere but the handful of enclaves that have retaken the open temples or integrated into the populations that have woven into them. Beila doesn't live in one of those enclaves. She lives in Republic City. Benders are a minority, airbenders more so. She's the only one in her class. It could still be a coincidence that she's supposed to do her history project on Avatar Aang, her some-number-of-greats grandfather, and not casual stereotyping. Whatever. Her partner's not a bender at all unless he's very quiet about it, he's just a random cute boy who sits to her left. Dao, that's his name.
"Hey," she says. "When's good for you to meet up and work on this thing?"
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Here is Beila's house! She hops off Liqing and helps Dao down too and sends the bird on her way. "Chali might not be home yet. Might be -" She opens the front door and looks at the clock. "Ten, fifteen minutes. You okay to wait?"
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"Dad?" calls Beila. Nope, no Chali. She dumps her schoolbag on the stairs to take when she wants to go up, and plops onto the cushions lined up under the window. "Ranyi won't be home till dinner, she teaches afternoon-shift introductory school some terms including this one. She likes morning shift better but can't always get it. What do your folks do?"
roc_on
Beila is on her guard about being pushy. She pats the cushions next to her, indicating that Dao can sit there.
roc_on
"Chali might quiz you a little about what you are to me in spite of not being a reporter, fair warning."
roc_on
"Chali will probably let me do most of the talking. You'll have to say 'hi' and answer yes-or-no questions, pretty sure. What do you want me to say if he asks me if you're my boyfriend?"
