Sasami couldn't help but admit something - she was nervous over this. She had finally had received the outfit she had designed by Reinforce. A slight modification to it all, but it worked out pretty well. The only down side to it was that, even though it was a Barrier Jacket, it wasn't the type used by Rein's friends, thus having to actually wear it was a bit of a hassle.

Slipping inside the Sensoriums, Sasami finally stood revealed in her outfit, a mixture of pieces from her various 'sisters' outfits. Form-fitting yet non-restricting. The only thing that made her blush was the skirting. She didn't realize that they were separate, thus she was kinda glad for the shorts underneath.

Part of her wondered what she should do first with it... though, she already knew that answer - bow practice. Summoning up a bow and a quiver of arrows, she let a target set up before she prepared to fire arrow after arrow at the target... with a various range of success.

It had taken him so long to find it, but then he hadn't really been looking. There were no mountains in the city, no places that rose high above the rest, other than the Garibah Tree. And without mountains, he hadn't expected any Air temples.

But here it was, the place where he'd grown up under Monk Gyatso's gentle guidance.

The Southern Air Temple.

It was set into its own hill, like it'd been at atop the mountain, only no rivers flowed here, no trees grew. What trees that were there were dead, but woven into the structure of the place, as they had been when they still lived. There was no smell of mountain blossoms in hanging gently in the air. It was as dead as when he'd first set foot there with Katara and Sokka, when he'd found Monk Gyatso's body.

But it was home. He felt it in the stones under his feet, in the way his voice echoed in the halls when he called out "Hellooo" ("Hello, hello ello ello lo," went his echo) exactly the same as it once did. This was his home. The exact temple, ripped from the world of the Four Nations. The only difference was that the hall of the Avatars was carved out of it, but he knew that was in the Statuary. Why they would tear the place apart he didn't know, but Aang knew by now not to question the actions of a people that didn't make sense, that he'd long since learned not to fully trust.

He would have to tell Nima. Not that she'd have the fondness of the place as him, but it was still one of the temples, and she might still want to walk the halls of this place.

It was terrible and painful and wonderful and beautiful at the same time. It left all kinds of feelings roiling in Aang's gut as he walked through from section to section of the temples, from meditation room to classroom, with Appa and Momo.

Somehow, even though the place wasn't as high up, even though the weather in the city was usually calm, the breeze was perfect here. It didn't smell right, but it felt like it should have felt.

Comforted by it, Aang sat and meditated in the place where he grew up for the first time in a long time. Momo chirped at him and Aang politely shushed him.

"Meditation time is quiet time, Momo."

For the first time in a while, he found true calm, so much so that he was able to get in touch with a part of himself he'd been struggling to get in touch with.

If anyone happened to explore the many splendored halls of his youth, the mountainside spires, the winding passageways of the temple, they would find a giant furry flying bison laying comfortably on a balcony, with a flying lemur sitting on his head, picking through his fur. Next to them both, there was a bald monk seated with his eyes closed, his tattoos glowing a gentle blue glow, robes buffeted by winds that shouldn't have even existed.

Hydroponics was where Ben had planted one of his recent acquisitions from XaXing, just to make sure that it flourished. It had grown rather well, the vendor promising him that it would be space worthy. A tall tree with purple leaves and seemed to shimmer with an inner light. The vendor said it was a Mana Tree, and he was curious to see if it made any fruit.

"You're getting pretty big," remarked Ben as he continued to water it, having brought water all the way from the river since it was the purest source of water they had. "I wonder what kind of stuff you'll make..."

If anything, the presence of the tree was making all of the other fruit-and-alcohol trees around it blossom well and Ben reached up to the next tree, plucking a juicy looking fruit from it and biting into it. "Mmm juicy!"

As per their agreement, Hoshi took off for the Media Library. Admittedly, she wanted to research a few things herself, but the main reason for her venture was to see her friend again after what happened on the Oryan planet. Once there, she strolled through the rows while keeping her eyes peeled for the Doctor.

"Doctor? Are you around here?" she asked, popping her head in several rows to see if maybe she could find him this way.

Maybe if he didn't come here yet, she'd find some way to occupy herself until he arrived. Now, where are some good recipes...

Several hours after Cargn's message to the command staff, the crew was summoned to the Obs Deck in Stacy's usual fashion. Upon arrival, they would find a mission briefing much like the ones that came before it.

The hologram next to it would show a rather unusual looking planet, with a single, massive ocean taking up the majority of the surface, and a single, perfectly circular continent taking up the rest. It appeared rather unnatural at first glance.

Planet Designation: Unknown. No records of a system existing at this location can be found. All information is based on preliminary scans.
Status: Terrestrial, H-class.
Non-sentient life: Extensive flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: Unknown.
Sentient Life: Unknown.
Water: 74.8% of the planet's surface.
Climate: Temperate.
Landscape: Mountainous.
Air: Normoxic concentration. Slightly elevated levels of carbon dioxide.
Air Pressure: 101.3 kPa (kilopascals) = 14.7 psi (pounds per square inch)
Sky: Blue. Occasional cloud cover.
Sun: A class G2V, yellow star.
Warnings: No records of this planet exist. Suggest taking extreme caution while planet-side, as dangers that have not shown up on preliminary scans could exist.
Mission: Scout planet's surface and locate artifact known as the Tapestry.

Well. It certainly wasn't much to go on. But the Tapestry seemed to be important enough to the crew, so it might be worth the risk.

Maybe.

Central Park had been transformed.

Ever since the visit to XaXing, Jara Hamee had been toiling away here, busily working the land, planting seeds, and tending budding trees of every description, from towering redwoods to humble apple trees to trees only those born on other planets might recognize. Most of them were shockingly fast growers--while the trees certainly weren't mature yet by any means, they're mostly no longer mere saplings, either.

And here he had remained! Any visitors to this humble forest-to-be may have easily noticed the Hork Bajir, and probably would be completely disabused of the notion that this menacing-looking alien was in any way a threat under ordinary circumstances. For one thing, he was singing--a bright, rhythmic, almost joyful sounding tune--in his native tongue, a language pretty much nobody on the ship would be likely to understand. For another, he was dancing, as well--an energetic, dynamic interpretive dance that looked like it had a story to tell, full of graceful swooping motions and widely-spread limbs, moving fluidly in and out, high and low, around and around. It didn't quite look like something that could traditionally be considered worship, but it certainly seemed close.

With enough patience, it could be seen that he was dancing around an individual tree, and the whole ritualistic affair was apparently directed towards it. He was rather absorbed in the whole display; it might end up taking him a bit to notice anyone approaching.


((OOC: I am really sorry for falling off the face of the planet, guys. If anyone wants me to continue threads with them from before, please let me know; otherwise, I'll just assume that I fail and move on.))

( A reclusive summoner emerges )
Steeling herself for this preliminary battle, Yuna performed the most important task: creating her opponent. It stood stationary at first: twice her height, very wide, and loaded with...tentacles. Yes. A super-charged Malboro. It was a thematic fit on this strange ship, wasn't it?

When it was ready, she sent out a quick comm ring notice to anyone in the area---if they wished to meet a giant tentacle monster with terrible breath, now was their chance! They would just have to get rid of him before he got anyone sick.

"...I will bring you down," Yuna promised her rather pungent opponent, twirling her staff in her hands and steeling herself to start the match. "I will show my strength."