Straddle the line in discord and rhyme

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Somewhere in the ship's city level, there is a nice little outdoor auditorium. Though empty, it has its folding chairs all laid out neatly for an audience that will never come. Under the half-dome someone's laid out a few of those plastic-wrapped food trays. Someone... who is there, somewhere, lurking about. There's a black utility belt discarded there, too, studded with pockets, and a folded bundle of red cloth.

Maybe if you look closer, you'll find whoever it is.

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Katara, for her part, had stopped being passive, if only because she was tired, and getting over the hurt of being accused of doing something like bloodbending to Meluly or Lafiel. Right now she had no intention of getting tired. As far as she was concerned, this was another kind of training she would endure. She still didn't know what was wrong with Meluly, but she wanted to find out.

It might also give her a clue as to why the person Meluly cared about so much made her madder than even Asuka at that moment. It was one thing to be mad at her about the Yeerk thing, but to think that she was about to hurt Meluly in a state where she wasn't herself sickened her. Asuka was arrogant, and she was a girl just like her. But Lafiel gave off the air of someone older, so the idea that a 14 year girl would be that cruel incensed her far more than anything she'd ever felt.

Still, she sat cross legged for the moment, quietly steaming. She knew it was something Sheeana would scold her about, being so emotionally invested in this, but she couldn't help it.