http://jesushasayak.livejournal.com/ (![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
jesushasayak.livejournal.com) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
trans_92011-03-27 10:09 pm
jesushasayak.livejournal.com) wrote in trans_92011-03-27 10:09 pm
Entry tags:
Paper Cranes [open]
It was just for practice, and also something to distract himself and pass the time. It was almost meditative, after all.
Not that he was feeling as sad anymore. Life happened, there were hurts that were just part of it all. He was human so he could feel them and understand them, so he could know heartbreak just as well as love, calm just as well as anger, sadness just as well as happiness. He was human so he'd make choices he wasn't sure were right that he had to live with, so he could be hurt and wonder if it was right to feel that way.
Aang had come to accept that, so now he was just distracting himself. He'd managed to find paper--real paper--from Weapons and Possessions. It was rice paper, in a wide variety of colors, and he sitting against Appa in his Sensorium and folding it into a wide variety of animals.
Some were pretty good, depending on how long he'd actually bothered to practice doing that kind of animals. Others...well they were almost recognizably animals.
"What do you think, Appa? What does it look like to you?"
Appa grunted a long groaning sound, and Aang scratched his head.
"Actually, it's supposed to be a bison like you, not a boarcupine. But I guess it's a boarcupine now!"
He smiled and placed it down with the others and picked up his birds (most of them cranes) and started making them dance in the air over his head, which was the real point of all this. Airbending practice. Fine control was something he could always use work on and making the little paper birds fly overheard was fun.
Not that he was feeling as sad anymore. Life happened, there were hurts that were just part of it all. He was human so he could feel them and understand them, so he could know heartbreak just as well as love, calm just as well as anger, sadness just as well as happiness. He was human so he'd make choices he wasn't sure were right that he had to live with, so he could be hurt and wonder if it was right to feel that way.
Aang had come to accept that, so now he was just distracting himself. He'd managed to find paper--real paper--from Weapons and Possessions. It was rice paper, in a wide variety of colors, and he sitting against Appa in his Sensorium and folding it into a wide variety of animals.
Some were pretty good, depending on how long he'd actually bothered to practice doing that kind of animals. Others...well they were almost recognizably animals.
"What do you think, Appa? What does it look like to you?"
Appa grunted a long groaning sound, and Aang scratched his head.
"Actually, it's supposed to be a bison like you, not a boarcupine. But I guess it's a boarcupine now!"
He smiled and placed it down with the others and picked up his birds (most of them cranes) and started making them dance in the air over his head, which was the real point of all this. Airbending practice. Fine control was something he could always use work on and making the little paper birds fly overheard was fun.
no subject
no subject
no subject
For some reason, mention of the word "god" temporarily brings his mind back to when he first woke up with the Daligig, two years older than he remembered and missing some of his memories, them mentioning something about another "subject" named Alessa, and someplace called Silent Hill, them saying his memories had to be taken away for his own good...
One thing he could remember was that "God" was not a nice word.
He went on, more slowly, "Gods are things like the Nightmare King that think they can control other people or hurt them or do whatever they want with them. There's a reason the Avatar spirit--the reason I--took human form. There's a reason I live each new life as if it really is new, instead of having one, long, unending one. With each new life, I learn more about what it means to be human, so that I care about people and do all I can to protect them."
no subject
If he did have past lives, and wasn't just insane or making this up.
no subject
If only Aang remembered.
"I can talk to my past incarnations. I ask them for advice sometimes. But I don't remember their entire lives, I only remember my own."
Freaky stuff. Or he was just crazy.
no subject
You're looking a lot like a crazy person right now, Aang.
no subject
no subject
no subject
"Appa, why do people keep thinking I'm crazy?"
Appa let out a long groan in response that was probably the bison equivalent of "I'unno, man."
no subject
no subject
He gesticulated to indicate size, as he said, "Also, I've been a host to the spirit of the ocean, and turned into giant water monster."
Dropping his hands, he looked at Marco with a sparkle in his eye. "Maybe other worlds are just a little different from yours."
He added, raising his eyebrows, "Which would make you really, really lucky that as far as spirits go, I'm a lot less offended by being called crazy than most would be. You should always be careful with spirits. Most of them can get angry pretty easily."
no subject
"And I'll keep that in mine the next time I see some bald guy covered in arrows talking about 'the voices' in their head."
no subject
"Where are you from, anyway, where there are no spirits and the animals are weird? Is it one of those worlds just called 'Earth'?"
no subject
It was the aliens that were weird in Marco's universe.
no subject
Someone liked watching specials on Animal Planet.
"What's great though is that whole teevee thing and the shows. They're called shows, right? I like that you have all the shows about animals. Those are from worlds like yours, right?"
no subject
Animal Planet? Come on, you were missing the good stuff.
"Yeah, but dude, never mind the animal documentaries. You gotta watch cable! Like Star Trek, and Buffy, and Xena."
no subject
Different frame of reference.
It was right then that something glided its way over and then there was a lemur on Aang's chest.
"Hey, Momo. Where did you get off to all this time?" Aang said, petting the little lemur on the head, and playing with him. "Plus I don't think I'll ever get tired of learning about animals."
no subject
Marco eyed Momo - just how many weird flying animals did this guy have - before staring at Aang in mock horror. "Oh no. You're just like Cassie. A bald, wacko Cassie."
no subject
Says the guy from the book series."Who's Cassie?"
no subject
Shut up they're totally real and not for children, okay?!"Friend from home. She used to be here too, but Stacy repodded her a while back. She like, makes hugging trees and saving the animals her mission in life."
no subject
There was slight confusion.
"I don't know what hugging trees would do, though. Hugging animals, maybe," he said, still playing with Momo.
no subject
no subject
He went on, "People can't live on a barren world, and people are what we're fighting for."
no subject
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)