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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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roc_on
roc_on
"Good," says Chali gruffly, and he heads to the television in the next room over.
"Sorry about that," Beila murmurs to Dao.
"Sorry about that," Beila murmurs to Dao.
thinklikethis
"Um... yes?" he says, like he is not quite sure and just hopes that's the answer.
roc_on
"You tensed up all of a sudden. I'm actually asking, I'm not just randomly uttering questions, you know, if you're not okay I want to help."
roc_on
It's really good that he can do this; inability to snuggle would be a serious boyfriend deficiency.
Snuggly hug with another one of those little cheek-kisses.
Snuggly hug with another one of those little cheek-kisses.