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Words that we couldn't say
The last thing she'd expected was to see him show up. Katara had been expecting a meeting with Sokka and Zuko and Toph and maybe Mai. She hadn't expected to see Aang, to have all of her family back again all in one swoop, and seeing him had made everything she'd been fearing take a quiet step back. It had taken all the strength she could muster to not hug him, and hold him close then and there, not when the Ohm had shown up and Aang had a job to do. THOSE memories came flooding back and she realized that Aang would always be looking out for the crew, much like she worried about them. So she trained quietly, remembering the intensity of the Ohm in every movement: the acid spit, the massive height, the sheer force behind the. These were the the things she needed to keep in mind, and because of that she concentrated, keeping all she'd been learning in her mind: Kang and Ronan's instruction, the teaching of Nanashi's sword fighting, the steady, deadly skill of the Bene Gesserit. For that reason Katara had come to the Sensorium, calming her mind. she had to remember that night without prejudice, keeping in mind the things she saw then. Always came that question of killing, of losing oneself to the feelings of anger that came when seeing what the Ohm could do: the decision of the Yeerk incident came in full vengeance, more so now that she knew there were Yeerk on the ship now. But she knew that those feelings were something to be dealt with, a trap that made people vicious, angry, fill with thoughts of retaliation.
Not that those feelings were lost on Katara, but she knew the path they led to. Rage always came with a price, and from what she'd seen, some people paid with their former selves. Darth Vader, for instance, was a vicious, cruel man not unlike the firelord, but his son was Luke, one of the wisest people she'd met on the ship, and his way of learning had made Arha want to learn about his path. Things like that made her wonder if maybe Arha had conflict about the sisterhood, if the way of the Jedi was somehow more peaceable, more matching to the type of person Arha was.
Which was the eternal crux of the ship: there were so many ways of learning, of knowing, of doubting what they knew. Katara had come to a grassy spot here, a homage to the world they had visited not too long ago. A breeze moved over her skin, calming her. She whispered into the wind, calling the name of the one she missed. She knew it fell on deaf ears.
But she hoped he would come anyway.
Not that those feelings were lost on Katara, but she knew the path they led to. Rage always came with a price, and from what she'd seen, some people paid with their former selves. Darth Vader, for instance, was a vicious, cruel man not unlike the firelord, but his son was Luke, one of the wisest people she'd met on the ship, and his way of learning had made Arha want to learn about his path. Things like that made her wonder if maybe Arha had conflict about the sisterhood, if the way of the Jedi was somehow more peaceable, more matching to the type of person Arha was.
Which was the eternal crux of the ship: there were so many ways of learning, of knowing, of doubting what they knew. Katara had come to a grassy spot here, a homage to the world they had visited not too long ago. A breeze moved over her skin, calming her. She whispered into the wind, calling the name of the one she missed. She knew it fell on deaf ears.
But she hoped he would come anyway.

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"Dean? Are you drunk?!"
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"A buzz huh? I get that, but people with buzzes usually aren't singing at the top of their lungs, you know. What are you singing anyway?"
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Music artists, differnt instruments: it made her head swim. "So where'd you get the alcohol, the beer tree or Kang's?"
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"Yeah, well, stop by my car sometime or the Media Library and I'll show you some good tunes, all right?"
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She nodded. "Sure, why not? Hey, I'm curious. What are you doing wandering around dr-I mean, all tipsy like?"
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He swung his bottle, "Might as well. We're f-screwed against the Ohm. And even if we win, got no future anyway."
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Here, Katara looked a little serious. "I KNOW what you were going to say, I've had people curse in front of me AND at me before. And what do you mean we have no future? Our future is whatever we make of it. You can't have a future if you don't believe you have a stake in what happens. You almost sound like you think we don't have a chance."
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Dean gave a cold sad smile at that, "Never said anything about we on the no future part. And figuring how we got our asses spanked the last time we went up against them, and the planet was destroyed anyway. Yeah. Not seeing the silver lining here."
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She shook her head. "I wouldn't say we got spanked. I mean, you saw the footage of what happens hen the Ohm usually attack: everyone dies, no one gets out alive unless they get saved, and that's only maybe a handful. We made the Ohm pause, and we took down a few of them. Not only that, we got to see how they fight up close. We would be crazy to think that we would have just beaten them on the first try: we've never fought them before. But now we'll know better, and they will too. We have to get stronger, and that's exactly what I plan to do."
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She looked into the distance a moment. "Dean, with everything you've seen, I'm curious: do you believe in destiny?"
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Dean's face immediately darkened at that, thinking briefly of Michael, of Lucifer, "Believe in it? No. And getting damn fed up with the destiny bullshit. Tired of being in the middle of it."
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"Katara, there are better ways to get my attention than saying my name to an empty room," he pointed out.
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And she was leaning into the hug, her cheeks reddening and her smile lingering before she quietly shook herself out of it, trying to compose herself. She remembered all too well the last time something like this had happened where they ended up.
"I know," she said, "but I still wanted to see if you would come. You could say I'm flirting with danger a little, but I wanted to see you alone."
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And the hugging, even with just being that, was enough. It was as if all of the time she'd spent without him had disappeared. Now that he was here, she didn't have to go through the ship acting like she was completely happy when she wasn't. No more lying in the dark by herself wondering if Aang had been stuck on the planet when the Ohm attacked, no more cursing herself for not taking advantage of being with him more when they were traveling.
"So what do you have planned, now that you're back from GLADOS?"
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Aang let go and flopped in the grass next to her, so he could look up at her. He put his hands behind his head.
"Lots of things," he said with a smile.
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Hugging. Yes. Just hugging.
"I have an idea!" She said brightly. "Why don't we recreate one of the air temples and do some flying? I always feel so tranquil there, but you have a better memory of it than I do."
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Yes, thanks to Nura, Katara had taken a VERY big interest in clothing now. Katara went from her usual watertribe outfit to something that would look more like what Aang wore. She'd actually tried the outfit out once, but now she was going to show it to Aang. She hope he liked it.
"What do you think?"
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"I think I like it."
Katara got a wide smile.
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It was here, after all, where she first was able to fly all her own without Appa's help. She took Aang's hand, smiling warmly.
"We can use the gliders again, if you want. The last time I did this it was all my own, but I'd like to do it with you close now."