Thread: Bending the Elements. (Avatar) (Ursa & rskde)

Zuko and Iroh, a Prince and his uncle sit by a fire Zuko had created using his bending, it was a simple trick that didn't cost him much of his energy, and made the unnatural feeling of the cold less noticeable. Of course his uncle had broken out the tea, though Zuko didn't take any for himself. His eyes are fixated on the flames, a hood connected to the heavy cloak around him covers his head where the fire doesn't quite reach. Iroh of course was ranting on about how good tea was for health and such, but Zuko never really listened any more. He sighs softly as he thinks to himself about their next move. They had received a tip three days ago about the Avatar being in this town which they are on the outskirts of now, but three days of searching has shown them no such luck. The fire nation Prince raises a hand to his scarred eye, his fingertips brushing against the ugly mark before returning to his lap, his fingers tapping against the fabric of his cloak as he thinks to himself. He finally looks over at Iroh. Uncle. He says to the old man, who immediately stops talking to give his nephew his full attention. We haven't found the Avatar here, I don't think there's any other place to look. Zuko says with a shrug. Maybe we should just move on, go back to the ship. He suggests. Iroh gives him a shrug. Something I've learned about tips and gossip is that people like to exaggerate, that tip was not exaggerated, that man seemed like he saw a ghost. Iroh says. He's here nephew, we just have to search harder. The old man says. Zuko sighs and nods. You're right. He says, jumping slightly at the new voice. His head turns so that he looks at the two, his scar not visible as it is on the other side of his face. Uhm, I don't..- Zuko starts to say, but is quickly interrupted by Iroh. Of course you can stay! The old man says, a smile warmer than the fire itself spreading across his face. Zuko sighs quietly, unable to be heard by his Uncle and the two new comers. He moves over to make room for them, his eyes going back to the fire. Ryan shivers in the cold air of the night. Of all things.. Why snow? He had always disliked the cold, the fire nation was almost always hot, it just got warm during the winter and blazing hot during the summer. He had been homeless for a little while, traveling from town to town in search of small jobs and rooms to rent just so that he could sleep in a bed, but sooner or later the patrons found out about his heritage and immediately turned him away, no matter how much money he offers to give them to let him stay. The fire nation was afraid of people like him, those that could bend fire from thin air, only royalty was supposed to do that, so his ability is extraordinary to say the least. Which is probably why he was exiled. He had walked into town earlier that day, unable to find even work much less a room. His shoes make imprints into the snow as he walks towards the market area. He stands in the corner of the market, a small flame dancing around his fingers in an attempt to keep himself warm while also remaining unseen by any of those who take the war against the fire nation a little too seriously. Hey! Fire bender! A guard calls over, two of them walk over, one brandishing a sword while the other appears to be a bemder, both wear the Earth Nation guard uniform. We don't like your kind around here. One of the guards growls. I'm sure the people would love a fire nation scumbag for the stocks. The other suggests, they start moving towards him. Now, where's your source of fire? One asks with a chuckle, Ryan's flame goes out, just so he still has the element of surprise against the two. They take another step towards him, Ryan's hand reaches behind him, his hand closing around the hilt of his dagger before letting go again, he couldn't kill these two even if he wanted to, murder was not a crime he was willing to commit. His hands raise in front of him, he whips around and extends his hand towards the bender, a ball of fire slamming into the man's chest and sending him falling over backwards. The swordsman charges towards him, but is taken down by.. Ice? Ryan is distracted for a moment, seeing a tan girl in blue running towards him and the battle. The sight of her throws him off so much that he doesn't see the boulder flying towards him. He reflexively ducks, the bottom of the boulder hitting his head and sending him sprawling on to the snow. He jumps up and pumps his hands towards the bender, each movement sending another wave of fire towards the man, he whips around and kicks out at the bender, sending him running with his uniform nearly burned off, small second degree burns litter his body. Ryan looks over to see the swordsman had also been dispatched by the water nation girl. Thanks. He says while taking a moment to the breathe, the fight had been slightly exhausting. Why did you help me? He asks, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.