trans_9 | Girls... that's all I really want is..er, wait a second [Open, lang. warning]

Xander was in the Sensoriums. At first he was thinking of the great training room he had in Scotland, only this looked more like the one he had set up in the basement of the Magic Box. The one Giles helped him put together for Buffy. That's ok, sometimes, when not thinking of the demons, and the vampires, and all the threats of big honkin' death, he could almost be nostalgic for the 'Dale?

Almost.

Xander was currently just wearing gym sweats, and shirtless. He went to reach for a towel to dry some of the sweat off when he heard a giggle. A few giggles actually.

"Uh I didn't order an audience... oh hi. Did you guys just wake up?" It was a couple of the Slayers from the Scotland base smiling invitingly at him. Funny how they were dressed in pajamas though as they slowly approached him.

"We missed you, Xander. We've been so lonely." One of them said as she slowly reached for him to run her hands over his chest. Vi was it? No, Vi was on a patrol with Buffy.

"I missed you too, ladies? Uh hang on, we're not alone here. Somebody could walk in."

Only another Slayer walked in, with a smirk as she steadily crossed the practice room to kiss him.

Oh who the hell cares who walks in? Xander dropped the towel, and kissed her back. He thought he felt other hands touching his shoulders and sides. But after a few minutes, that slowly stopped. His one eye had closed, enjoying the feel of pouty lips, and longish tousled hair gently tickling his forehead and cheeks. Funny, he knew the girls were pretty buff and strong, but he didn't remember any of them having broad shoulders like this. And the chest seemed oddly flat. The other person drew even closer to him.

.................Ok, NO Slayer would have THAT down there.

He yelped and hastily backed away from the guy smiling back at him knowingly.

"Uh, Sam? What are you doing? And I thought you were locked up in jail still?"

When there was no immediate response, Xander glanced around, hoping nobody else had walked in as well. That was the last thing he needed. Awfully funny how quiet the other guy seemed right now.

Unreal even.

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Katara gave him a smile. "Thank you! I'm better when I'm doing my bending, but I'm not a stranger to martial arts. It's kind of necessary in my world. If you want though, I'd be happy to help you train too. Your stance could use some help, but the moves are definitely there. You've fought before, haven't you?"

She offered him a hand to get him up.

Xander grinned and accepted the help up.

"Yeah, usually against demons and vampires. I'm not as kung fu as my friends like Buffy. Though I like to think I got an action grip?"

Vampires. And. Demons.

"Seriously?" Katara said, raising her eyebrows. "In your world, you actually have to fight those things? How are you still living?"

Katara was strong, but she wasn't sure if shew could actually defeat a demon.

Xander nodded, "Since my sophomore year of high school. Some long years in there. Some denied it, some of us fought back. I'm one of the ones who survived."

He then shrugged and gestured to his eyepatch, "Well most of me that is."

Katara looked at the patch and closed her eyes. The devastation she was no stranger to: she'd seen things like this happen in her world too. But to take someone's eye? That was horrible.

"Who did it?" She asked softly. "A demon?"

"Something like that. The guy was buddy-buddy with the First Evil."

Xander gave a grim smile, "I can say was on account of him being very dead now."

"First Evil?" What a weird description. Things seemed so strange in some of these other worlds. There were all of these impossible monsters there, all able to inflict pain probably worse than anything the Fore Nation had to offer. Still, the danger was probably the same: end of the world, ensuing chaos.

"Dead. If he was that powerful, that's probably a good thing. Knowing a certain friend of mine, he would have tried to avoid killing him. I can't say I'd be that merciful if he took my eye though."

"I sure wouldn't have been. But the guy wasn't human either or my friend might not have."

Katara nodded. "With my friend, human or not, it wouldn't have mattered. He was taught by the monks that life is sacred, and to avoid taking it at all costs. With his kind of power, I'm really glad he sticks to that policy."

Xander nodded with understanding, "Yeah. My friend's a Slayer, and uh they're usually only supposed to stick to killing demons and vampires. No humans, no matter how bad some of them are. Kind of a bad thing if a Slayer does kill." Remembering what Faith went through, and Giles has kept quiet about some of the rogue Slayers out there.

"I see. That' a pretty good policy. We don't have demons and vampires in my world, but we have humans that can be just as bad, trust me. My friend, he's the Avatar. Besides being able to bend all four of the elements, he's also able to summon the Avatar state, where he gets immense power from past generations. He's supposed to help keep the world in balance, and considering the last one hundred years, its a good thing he came along."

Katara paused. "But it sounds like your Slayer has it pretty bad too. Killing demons and vampires doesn't sound like the easiest thing in the world."

Katara shuddered, thinking of the encounter in Roxie's world. "But at least she doesn't have to fight cars. Those things are pure evil."

Xander held his index finger after listening to her. He had a feeling what this friend of hers must have been going through.

"Stop me if you heard this before, they call him a Chosen One too? One guy in all the world to stop evil right? One a generation? That used to be the case for my friend too."

He blinked, "Wait, what about cars? Other than bad Stephen King movies, cars aren't evil."

"Huh...really? Yeah, its something like that actually! If he dies, another one is born to replace that one and keep the world in balance. Yeah! Except he got frozen at one point, and without him a hundred years of war happened. That's why we went traveling with him so he could learn all of the other elements of bending and stop a total takeover of the entire world. To get this good, I had a teacher...and a bunch of crazed firebenders constantly trying to catch us or kill us."

Katara squinted her eyes at him. "If you saw a car for the first time and it ran over a friend you just made, you'd think it was evil too. An evil, mechanical monster."

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