trans_9 | Back in order: The return of the Outsiders

Katara had a sinking feeling a few weeks ago. She knew it was another memory loss: she could feel it, somewhere in the back of her head, that she'd forgotten the memories of people precious to her, and then it went off like a flag. Whoever that was must have spearheaded the Outsiders because now she couldn't remember the name of the leader anymore. So for the time being, until they decided who they wanted as their leader, she wanted to spearhead the campaign of making sure that The Outsiders didn't disband or fall apart without their leaders.

Besides, it was time they did some new stuff and got some members anyway.

She reached the hotel a few hours ahead of schedule for good reason: since all of the mission, it had gotten untidy, and Katara wasn't one to let that continue for too long. She'd gone floor to floor, dusting, washing and beating the dust off of anything she could find. She was straightening the frames, washing out the excess debris since the nightmare King fiasco and finally carefully cleaning the statue of Brainy Bot someone had made. She looked up at a moment, smiling, then turned her attention to the couch with that weird sign on it. She'd forgotten the details, but it had something to do with a crisis that had happened on Carol's world...she thought. She couldn't keep track of all of the things that happened in other people's worlds. It was too much information to keep up with.

She finally settled back to the front of the building, sitting down at the head of where all the tables and chairs, and stared going through the list of people she could still recall were in the Outsiders.

Shadow the Hedgehog

Shadow

Sokka

Mai

Haku

Alessa (?)

She sighed. She knew there were more people than this, but it HAD been awhile since they met In any case, now she was hoping she could get a more comprehensive list of people still in or at least willing to join the Outsiders. Courtesy of Matt, she'd gotten some refreshments, and there was now a big sign that said: OUTSIDERS: EXISTING AND NEW MEMBERS WELCOME on a banner if front of the motel.

She was also hoping, along with Toph, Sokka and Mai arriving, that a certain bald headed monk might make an appearance too.

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Katara reddened a little herself. She really should know better than to go blurting things out like this, but now that she was actually talking to Ben she could do a little matchmaking of her own. AFter all, she wouldn't mind having one of her girlfriends hooking up with a nice guy.

"A little bit," Katara admitted, "But I can't get into details. It's kind of an unspoken girl talk thing, you undestand. Although..." Katara paused. "You might want to take the initiative with her. Irma is a pretty impulsive girl, and she likes a guy who keeps her interested. Show her some things she might not have seen before! I mean, you know, if you want my advice."

ERK! Another girl who... oh geez...

Ben fought the urge to facepalm and simply grinned. "Believe me if it was that easy... well, maybe it is but um... I could give it a try?"

"Come to think about it, I only know the basics about her for the most part. She likes water, music..."

"You should," Katara said. "I don't mean to stick my nose where it doesn't belong or anything...it was just something she happened to mention. I don't get to talk with her as much as I wish I did, don't get me wrong. But I feel like she's definitely worth getting to know better."

Here, Katara grinned. "Yeah, you can see how the water thing is somethings he and I have in common."

Ben grinned and nodded. "I'll keep it in mind next time I swing by her place then. And don't worry, I get a lot of advice from people on how to handle girls."

"Definitely. It's pretty cool though. I don't have really any water based aliens, save for one or two."

Katara sighed. "I know it seems like I shouldn't say anything since we just met and everything, but what can I say? I'm a sucker for relationships: helping them along, anyway."

As for her own...well, that was complicated.

"Too bad Irma and I don;t count as aliens, we might help there!"

Ben laughed and rubbed his head. "It's alright, I'm good with the idea really!"

"Oh that's fine, I've got enough human baselines in here. I just don't want to get stuck as another person, you know?"

Katara was glad. She was sure that, without realizing it, she may have gotten a little too advice-y. Where had she had this feeling before?

"Makes sense. I mean, I wouldn't mind having to look like aliens, but i don;t know if I'd want to look like someone else, you know?"

"Yeah. I guess it's how Albedo feels, being locked looking like me. He's an alien, made this Ultimatrix by combining Azmuth's technology with his own." Ben shrugged. "Really doesn't like me."

Katara did looked a little forlorn by this information. She hadn't expected it, of course. "Wait, so the person who made this technology has to look like you now? How come?"

"Well, this one at any rate. The real creator's Azmuth, and Albedo was one of his assistants who made a Omnitrix as well. But it sort of backfired and locked him into the default which is set to me. He tried getting mine to undo the damage, but was willing to uh, kill me for it."

Katara did NOT like the sound of that. "I'm glad you didn't let him then," she said. "I'm not s stranger to strengths like ours inspiring other people to try and kill to prevent it though. Sometimes people are very hard to understand."

Instinctively, her hand went to her necklace: the last heirloom of her mother.

"Well Albedo was never really an understanding kind of person anyhow," admitted Ben with a shrug of his shoulders. He knew that the former Galvan was hell-bent on turning himself back, and proving that he was superior. Now it seemed negligible at best.

"People with our kind if skill...sometimes they use it fir the wring reasons," Katara said. "But those same people usually have a tendency to want to learn their skills pretty quickly and do the most damage. Because of that, they don't really take the time to learn all of the stuff they need to actually be a very balanced fighter...and that usually spells out failure on their part."

Though if the fight was Azula was any indication, they could still be really, really vicious at what they do.

"Yeah. He doesn't really get mad, more like colder and more caluclating. But then again, he's prone to all of the things that makes me me so in the end, it balances out."

"In any case, the Outsider team. I could help run drills if anyone's interested. There's a lot of knowledge and tactics I absorbed over the years when it came to Plumber-based operations." added Ben. "I might be able to find a place here."

"That's a little scary," Katara said, shivering, "But I know a some people like that. In a fight, it can be pretty intense: you feel like you could die at any minute. What's weird is, with the time you spend on the ship, you see a lot of different people, you start to wonder how they would be like if something had been a little different."

She sighed, then went over to the note pad she was writing on and scribbled that down. "Sorry to walk off, but there's probably a lot that needs to be done before we can start helping around the ship, and every once and awhile, there's conflict for one reason or another."

"Hey not a problem. I'll be puttering around looking for stuff to do while waiting for others to arrive." Ben grinned. "I'll see you around too."

"Ok!" Katara said. "How about next Karaoke, if we have one?"

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