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Thread: On Flames and Rivers (Malin and Luana_Blodwyn)

Nuknuk...what is it girl? The young water tribe girl asked. Her hood was up hiding her dark brown hair and her round brown eyes glistened wetly. She couldn't seem to cry and couldn't seem to not cry. The tears just lingered on her lower eye lids...probably frozen there. Her cheek were pink from the gusting arctic winds. She should not be out here. Lynka should have been home with her family, cooking a meal or training her water bending. But no, that morning they had come. The black snow did not fall, it was only a couple of ships. The attack was a surprise to all in their small village. He sister, Hama, had been taken. Lynka managed to escape but just barely. A friend of her and her sister, Kanna, had managed to warn her in time so she took flight. She had seen a couple others manage to run into the tundra as well. It was lucky she had been on the outskirts of the village, furthest away from the water, tending to some skinning and butchering of seal meat and skin. With her had been her polar dog, Nuknuk. The dog was large, even comparable to other polar dogs. All white but for a black stripe down her back she stood as high as Lynka's waist. Nuknuk had smelled something in the air. With the wind whipping and howling it was hard to keep eyes open to the horizon. By now the raiders must be gone, she should return to the village. But how long before they returned? Perhaps they were still there, searching for those who managed to flee. No, it was best to try and find shelter for a couple of nights. However she followed Nuknuk who scented something on the wind. As they climbed over a crest of snow she saw a blotch on the white landscape. Her gloved hand raised up to shield the wind and glaring sun. The shape was dark and seemed to be surrounded by red. Her eyes narrowed and her hand went to the skinning knife she had fled with. She and Nuknuk walked cautiously down the snow crest towards the shape. As they neared Lynka knew just who and what this man was. All southern raiders were men. He was wounded but still alive. As she neared it became more apparent, but he was dying. Good. The only good fire bender was a dead one. She approached at his feet, the knife held in her hand. Nuknuk growled low in her throat and her mistress did the same. Give me one good reason I shouldn't kill you, monster, Lynka said lowly. She reached down and forcefully wrenched out the shard of ice. If it was painful good, now he would start to bleed out faster. Judging by the amount of blood on the snow she knew it would be a matter of maybe an hour before he fully bled out, perhaps as little as 15 for him to get to the point of no return. If one lost too much blood then even closing the wound wouldn't save them. For the likes of him a quick death would be far too merciful.
Thread: On Flames and Rivers (Malin and Luana_Blodwyn)

Tseng caughed loudly and violently when she pulled out the ice. He didn't feel the pain so much thanks to the cold and the fact that part of his body had gone numb thanks to the cold, and blood loss. His body however still reacted violently to the sudden trauma as his green eyes lingured on the water tribe girl. He frowned for a moment. He had one chance to save his life? why should he. Today was a good day to die, then again... It had been a good day to die back when he didn't have an option to try and survive. He bit his lip looking up at her. He didn't smile rather he just returned her glare silently waiting for her to say something, and when she called him a monster he laughed, as painful as it was for him to laugh he still managed it. After all she was the monster, and he had the bleeding out wound to prove it. What says you even can? Water tribe scum even if you can save my life you would probably just torture me in some mud hole hut till the next raid. His voice was harsh and dry thanks to the fact that he didn't really have many fluids in his body anymore. Dehidration was starting to settle, and the air was dry. Even the snow and ice was too cold and hard to actually drink, and he was too weak to heat up to the point where he could get water. He looked up at the woman, who pretty much was his last chance to survive this ordeal. She looked at him like he was a monster, she wasn't the one who was bleeding out and being confronted with the possibility of torture. Still Tseng was slowly coming around to the idea of not dying out in the god forsaken cold. He didn't have money, and by the looks of her she didn't want any. Maybe it was just the fact that his head was dizzy, and he was partly delusional from the pain of nearly freezing and then bleeding to death, but if he had fifteen minutes, he would rather save his life. However groveling was not part of his plan. Pride was something Tseng had far too much of to let go of that simply. I know where they take the water benders. He said lastly, it was really the only thing he could offer to the woman. I've been to the prisons... Save me, and you might be able to get some of your people back. It was the only card Tseng had that he could play. He didn't know if the girl would trust him enough to take it up, but something about her frozen tears, told him that she had just lost someone important to her. The only thought he had was a very bitter 'good maybe she can spare me in hopes of getting who ever it was back'. This way at least he didn't have to grovel, it was just a simple exchange a life for a life or something like that. Besides it wasn't like they could get anywhere near the fire nation prisons. So the information did nothing for them except save his life.
Thread: On Flames and Rivers (Malin and Luana_Blodwyn)

Lynka watched the fire bender carefully. He was holding suspiciously still. Then his arm struck out. The girl gave a short yell and flung up her arms to shield the blast. But there was nothing, no heat or burning. Slowly she lowered her arms and instead there was smoke curling in the hut she had made. Her lips pursed together in annoyance. He tried to play it off, as if trying to show her. She didn't trust him, but at least he was weak. For now he couldn't do any harm. Perhaps it had just been a demonstration after all. How could anyone not know they couldn't bend? Stupid fire bender. The water tribe girl sat down on the ice floor and snatch up the spike with the fish. First she removed three and tossed them to her large dog. Nuknuk gave a grateful bark and began chomping on the fish, bones and all. She removed the other five and began cutting the fillets out. Still she didn't bother talking to the fire bender. Idiot barbarians, probably couldn't carry on a conversation even if their lives depended on it, and several depended on this one. Not just the lives of her tribesmen but his own, not that she cared about his life, but for now she needed him. Once the fish were cut up she handed him a filet. Eat, she said simply as she picked up one herself and bit into it. The flesh was cold and salty. Raw fish wasn't the best, especially when one wanted something nice and warm to eat, but at least it was food.
Thread: On Flames and Rivers (Malin and Luana_Blodwyn)

Tseng sat in silence away from Nuknuk and the girl, he was alone and stuck in this frozen circle of hell. No bending with enemies probably all around him. He was as good as dead, and it seemed rather clear that this situation was only going to get worse before it got better. The more his captor refused to speak the more paranoid he became of her. What was she planning? Why was she taking so much time and effort into patching him up and making him strong again when it probably would have meant her own destruction. Though he did get some minor satisfaction out of her scream for at least a few seconds before she realized how weak he was. Tseng Li. He said finally, that's mine so do you have a name? He asked after he had taken several bites of the fish she had cut up for him. Sure it didn't taste great, but then he lived off of military food stored so it could be eaten on a ship. At this rate he was used to salty food, and at least he could keep it down. Fish was a lighter meat, and even weakened he could eat it and keep it down easy enough. Cook it and add some rice and he would have felt right at home. Or am I just supposed to call you water tribe scum from now until I leave? Leave, yeah that's a joke, ten minutes in that water and your dead. He thought bitterly he couldn't exactly swim to freedom, he needed a boat if he wanted to get anywhere let alone the fire nation, and without a fire nation ship, they would have to go the long way around since the blockades would never let them near the fire nation without the proper ship, flag, and codes. Yeah for the moment he wasn't going anywhere without the water tribe girl. So it wouldn't hurt to at least learn a name he could call her. She didn't after all seem to be trying to kill him, even after he had just tried to harm her. He finished the food and let out a long breath, some steam leaving his mouth as he felt a little more of his energy return to him.
Thread: On Flames and Rivers (Malin and Luana_Blodwyn)

The water tribe girl looked to the fire bender as he ate the fish. Well he didn't seem disgusted by it, probably used to finer fare. Still he ate what was given which was good. Even if he was better off dead she still needed him, if what he said was true. She picked up her cutlet and continued to eat. As he ate he turned to her and spoke. Her eyebrows quirked at him when he introduced himself. Well that was a surprise. So killing machines had names. For a moment she stared at him as if she didn't trust this offering of a name. What did he expect to gain out of this? Certainly he didn't really care what her name was. Though when he said he could just call her water tribe scum she narrowed her eyes. Have you looked in a mirror lately? It is your kind who are scum. We live in peace and you destroy that. She paused for a second. Lynka...and this is Nuknuk. The polar dog gave a bark before going back to her final fish. Once the fish was finished a heavy silent settle on the small, strange group. Nuknuk laid her large head on her paws and looked between the two human with big, doggy eyes. Finally Lynka took a small breath. How do we get to these prisons? Where are they exactly? Then how do we get them out? If nothing else she was direct, more than ready to free her friends. Then her eyes narrowed again. And if you try to fire bend at me again I will bind you for the entirety of this journey. Or perhaps just kill you, got that, Tseng?
Thread: On Flames and Rivers (Malin and Luana_Blodwyn)

I've heard those protests before, but it's fact that before the war, the other three nations were plotting against us. We just struck first, and struck harder, and so you label us the monsters. It was a fact Tseng had been taught in school since he could remember. The other nations had wanted to disturb the peace. Avatar Roku had played the part of an antagonist and a traitor, and even gone as far as to attack fire lord Sozin, and over what? a few new homes where the people of the fire nation could have expanded and lived in peace? The land hadn't even been used prior to the colonies. As long as the other nations plot against our home, and you primitive benders continue to stand in our way there is no peace it's that simple. He took another bite of the food he was given and nearly choked on it. What was this about a we? That had not been what he had signed up for, and simply could not happen. He would rather die then fully betray his people, as it was talking to Lynka was already putting his life in a bigger jeopardy then he could account for. No I told I would tell you where the prisons are, I'd draw you a map, and give you names and locations. Then you and your little tribe can ride off in what ever logs you call a boat, and I will wash my hands of you people, and find a way back to my home. There was no journey for them, she could go on this little suicide mission herself, and be caught. He just needed transport back to the earth kingdoms, and then he could get to the colonies and barter for transport back to his home. Nothing else really mattered, her little vendetta certainly didn't. When she said that she would bind him for the remainder of the trip, and or kill him if he tried to fire bend at her he snorted. I saw your hands, You hesitated to kill me then, and you will hesitate again Lynka. If not against me, then the next fire bender who comes to raid this poodle-horse of a town. Hesitation gets you killed in the battle field. I've seen it, and felt it. He made a gesture to his side. He wasn't about to tell her what had happened, but he did admit it was his fault that he had been bleeding out in the snow, and not on his ship right now celebrating another successful raid with his brethren.
Thread: On Flames and Rivers (Malin and Luana_Blodwyn)

Lynka's eyebrows quirked up at what he said. What sort of insane brain washing did these people go through? She might not know all of the details but she was certain no other nation was plotting to attack the fire nation. When he called her a primitive bender her jaw ticked as she clenched it. He didn't stop talking then, even if she wanted to light into him about calling her form of bending primitive. She had to stay calm. Without his help she had no hope of tracking down her people and freeing them. He went on to say that he would not be guiding her there. Well little did he know that, yes, in fact he would. She kept her breathing slow, trying to keep as calm as possible as he mocked her for hesitation. When he was finished she took a long and slow breath, releasing it just as slowly. Calm like still waters. I hesitate because I am not a killer, not like you. We kill for food and protection. It is you who attacked us. She pulled her knees up to her chest. Even blocking the wind the little hut was fairly cold. He must be freezing...good. I don't know where you get off calling us primitive. At least water can heal and earth can build. Fire is destruction incarnate, you and your kind have prove that. Fire is also life...but you seem to have forgotten that and see only the destruction it can bring. She leaned back against Nuknuk and sighed. And you will be taking me there yourself. I saved your life when I should have taken it or left you to die. If you have a shred of honor you will do this. You only need to take me to the prison. From there I can figure out what to do, even if it's on my own. Unlike you I have honor and would not ask you to openly betray your people. Her brow furrowed a little. Or if you like I can get what information I need from and then leave you to die in the tundra. I mean if you really don't want to travel with me fine, but good luck surviving out here. No shelter, no bending...gonna be pretty hard I would think.
Thread: On Flames and Rivers (Malin and Luana_Blodwyn)

Tseng let out a snort when she lectured him on the value of fire. He knew full well the value of fire, every child that could bend had to learn. Else they might end up burning down the entirety of the fire nation. Still his eye's twitched she had a point. He had to travel with her. Seeing her shiver however he blinked for a moment. She was cold? wasn't this her homeland. He shook his head she had to use that word. The word that could bend mountains in the fire nation, and question the pride of the fire lord himself. Honor, god he hated hearing that phrase come from a primitive like this. Fine, I'll go with you, but I will not assist you in fighting any Fire Benders, and I will need new clothing, if you haven't noticed mine was kind of destroyed. He said pulling at the hole in his shirt. If they were going for the long journey to the fire nation he couldn't walk around in tatters, and he couldn't walk around looking like a sailor of the fire navy it would put his life at risk to many times. Rule of one of being behind enemy lines hide your bending, disguise your heritage. Looking at how well she handled the cold it was a bit of a shock, after all it was warmer in the shelter then it had been outside of it, and he was still sitting in a puddle of red snow. I will take you as far as inside the fire nation, and that's it. We part ways once your past the boarder guards and blockades. It was still traitorous, but it did make them even for her saving his life, and the moment they were within the fire nation all he had to do was force her to bend and she would be off to the prison, and he would be a hero again. Easily done. Give me your hands. He said holding out his own. Ready to take hers, when she offered them. He couldn't bend not fully any way, but there were techniques that required less energy to use then a fire fist. The very basics of all fire bending came from the breath, and once he had her hands, He focused and channeled that breath. Like hot summer air it left his lips, and vented over the cold of her hands, helping to warm them almost instantly. Now at least she would know the reason he wasn't shivering, heck if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't do anything more then that right now, he would be better fit to survive in these tempuratures then she was. However the breath came at a price, as the moment it was over he erupted into heavy a coughing fit. Damn am I really that broken? He thought lightly, a few days bed rest and he would feel better. So, what's your plan for getting out of the south pole? I didn't see a harbor when we came in.
Thread: On Flames and Rivers (Malin and Luana_Blodwyn)

She nodded when he gave his terms. Of course she had enough honor as well to not expect him to fight his own people. It was traitorous enough helping her into the fire nation. Still she would need the assistance if she expected to free her people. New clothing was a certainty, they could need it. They could go back to her village to acquire clothing but there incurred a great deal of risk. They would try and stop her and they would probably kill Tseng. Not that she entirely cared about his life but she needed him. She was puzzling just how she could get them out of a heavily guarded prison. They would not permit them water, just enough to survive. Probably chain their arms and let them drink from ladles the guards held. When he demanded her hands she looked up in surprise. Suspicion was clearly written across her face. Slowly she leaned forward and removed her mittens. When he took her hands she was surprised to find they were very warm, compared to her own hands that might as well have been ice. When he breathed across her cold digits she flexed them in the warmth. Though it seemed to strain him as he began to cough violently. She put a hand to his shoulder until it subsided. Then he sat back and asked her just how they planned to sail out. We could use an ice flow... she said with a small shrug.
Thread: On Flames and Rivers (Malin and Luana_Blodwyn)

That's a great plan, except for the part where it's not. Your village has to have boats. I may not have seen them in docks, but I have seen them on the ocean, hunting and going through ice drifts, attacking the small ships we use as lures while we hide the other less vulnerable ships. Using an ice flow was not a way to travel, and while her bending could probably stop the ice from melting it limited the supplies they would be able to carry, and would make the entire experience rather cold. They would get to where they wanted too sure, after a month of boiling in the sun, and freezing on the snow. Then it crossed his mind as to why she wouldn't want to go back to her village. She didn't tell them about him, this was all her plan, and it wasn't even a good one. He almost laughed but he was now more understanding of it then anything else. If they made a move against her village it would be the same as him making a move against her nation. Okay... Then I will steal the boat. They wouldn't expect a southern raider to try something so daring. Especially if they were hiding their boats somewhere secret and safe. It was like breaking into the fire nation. All you have to do is show me where they are kept, and then come night time, I'll break in, and take one. Then all you need to do is meet me somewhere safe with the supplies. At worst your people will think that I kidnapped you, or threatened your family or something into helping me get back to my people. It was a better plan then an ice flow, but in order for it to work he would need some of his bending which meant he would need sleep. Turning over he laid down. putting his head down next to the polar bear dog. The fur helping him stay warm. We get a way out of the south, I get to live, and you get to be blameless... how does that sound to you? He asked before he closed his eyes, he was still listening, but he was tired enough that he wanted sleep.
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Lynka listened to the plan Tseng laid out. Well at least she wouldn't have to steal from her own people, that was good. She didn't care for the idea of stealing from them, but there were few options. They would not want of food, the ocean was still full of fish. Still it could not hurt to take supplies. She frowned a little in thought then heaved a small sigh. Looking over at the raider she quirked an eyebrow. Nuknuk did not growl as he laid near the polar dog. Infact the dog just gave him a light sniff before settling her head on her paws. The water tribe girl made a little hm sound before settling back against her polar dog. You are right, it could be a good plan. I do not wish to steal from my own people but...you do not know where everything is kept. She gave a small sigh and looked up at the roof of the makeshift shelter. The warmth from Nuknuk seeped into her, making her a little more comfortable. I will take what we need. You need clothing, we both need a boat and supplies. If I am seen people will not question my being there. If you are seen they will attack. I will not risk this venture or their lives. The boats are kept a little away from the village in a hidden harbor. From sea it looks like a simple mound of snow. We will go there tonight when it is dark. No one guards the boats. She pulled up the hood of her parka and folded her arms across her chest. I will hide you near the boats and when I return we will leave at first light. With some small amount of luck we will find some land before the next nightfall. Sleeping in a canoe is not easy.