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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
"I suspect you'll get to persist in some sort of spirit form too, just not with a convenient line of succession so that people can talk to you. But I'll look into it," Beila says. "It sucks for anyone to have to die."
roc_on
"Yeah, and see about putting a stop to it. I'm supposed to be able to do spirity stuff, right, not just move elements around, maybe I can."
roc_on
"Come to think of it I don't know why it hasn't been tried before. Is it not obvious that dying is bad? Maybe previous Avatars have been more inclined to count reincarnating, but, come on, I'm nothing like any of the previous Avatars I know about, that's not hardly living on."
thinklikethis
"Maybe somebody did try," he suggests, "and it didn't work, and now whenever a new Avatar tries it Avatar So-and-So shows up to tell them all about how death is inevitable, but nobody tells people because it sounds depressing and nobody else is thinking about it anyway?"
roc_on
"So having worked up to sitting next to me in school do you think you'll be in a roc-sharing sort of mindset by the weekend?"
roc_on
The reporters spread. Beila refuses to schedule more than one interview per week, outright blacklists a news company whose photographer was found hiding in a tree outside her bedroom window, and has to get her metalbender-cop father to intimidate some people who are camped out on their street.
The morning before Dao is supposed to go flying with Beila, a reporter who has apparently been more creative about finding info on the Avatar than anyone else knocks sharply on his door.
The morning before Dao is supposed to go flying with Beila, a reporter who has apparently been more creative about finding info on the Avatar than anyone else knocks sharply on his door.
thinklikethis
Dao opens the door, looking a little fluffy; he hasn't combed his hair yet, and it shows.
roc_on
"Hello, I'm with the Republic Newscorps! Are you Dao Jukai?" says the reporter. He's wearing one of those eyepieces that will relay what he's looking at and hearing to a computer somewhere on his person and record it.
