A Day in the Life of an Avatar [OPEN!]

[all_the_aangles]

WHO: Aang and You!
⚔️️ WHAT: Things!
🕒 WHEN: Daylight!
🗺️ WHERE: Places!
⚠️ WARNINGS: None, Aang is just being Aang.



Aang...wandered.

It had started out as just a consequence of being in a new place; somewhere he could explore, at a leisurely sort of pace, and discover new things. It had turned into something more akin to a passion.

This place was filled with heroes - it did not need an Avatar.

So he explored - places, and people. He subsisted as something like an odd-jobs man. He helped out various business in the market place, for instance. A bit of repair work, cleaning, organizing - whatever they needed. He particularly enjoyed sweeping. There was something beautiful to such an act, a calm repetition and carrying out of purpose. It wasn't destructive, and it improved. That was more than enough for him.

He could often be found, calmly sweeping, in any number of places.

He tried his hand at carpentry, too, working on various job sites - wherever would take him, really. It was making something that he enjoyed; creating something with his hands and honest sweat - no violence, no destruction.

His friends had their own tasks and so he was...left to his own devices, really. Not all of it was fantastic; he missed the time he'd used to spend around Katara dearly, and made the most out of what time he could - Sokka, too, and Zuko.

There were also classes, which he found fascinating. He wasn't the most punctual student, of course - being the sort to stop and observe a religious ceremony for an hour on the way to classes. But he loved some of them. Every cultural offering he could find, he tried to observe or participate in it. Some people invited him to learn their native dances, and that was, perhaps, the sweetest thing of all.

He did practice his magic, and his progress - especially with air - had been prodigious; but he used it to amuse children mostly, telling stories to those who gathered about his world, illustrating it by making small clouds. Though he had to admit - the now Labrador-sized Appa was the real star of those shows.

Come the evenings, he could be found meditating in open fields, or on rocks - breathing in the freedom of thousands of cultures, and the peace that brought him.

So went the days of Aang - once the Avatar, now very happily just Aang.

Comments

[reloves]

It's one of those stories that he's telling children about that manages to catch Minako's attention while she's wandering around the city.

She stops - at a distance from where Aang is with the kids, but she's watching all the same. Watching as the kids laugh, as the boy seems to somehow conjure tiny clouds out of nowhere. (But then again, is the latter really that surprising when everyone in this place has magic, when it's not as much of a secret thing here as it was back home?)

It's enough to keep her watching, though. All the way until the story is done and the kids disperse, ready to play some game or another. It's then that Minako slowly approaches the boy who's left behind by the kids.

"Seems like you really captured their attention!"

[all_the_aangles]

“Yeah!” he replies, seating himself on a barrel. “I grew up with these stories…nice to know I can tell them, too.”

[reloves]

"Well, I guess it'd make sense then why none of those kids would have heard them before.."

Since all of them come from different places than this one. It's only logical that different places would also have different stories, right? It means he at least won't bore the kids by telling them something they've already heard.

Minako glances around for a moment before her gaze returns to Aang.

"Do you often play with the kids here?"

[all_the_aangles]

He nods.

"When I can. They see the world a lot more simply, sometimes. And, if I'm honest, if I need the technology of this place explained at all? Ask a kid - the answers are very simple."

[reloves]

It kind of makes sense, Minako thinks. After all, the kids here grew up with that kind of technology. Of course they'd be able to explain it like it's a natural thing.

But that just makes her think of something else entirely.

"Are you not used to it?" She asks, considering his statement seems to imply as much. "The technology here, I mean. Is it not like where you're from?"

And while the technology is a little different than Minako is used to, she's found enough similarities to know how to work most things. But it seems like that's not the case for everyone.

[all_the_aangles]

He shakes his head. "Not even a little - we've got some steam powered airships, but that's about it. This is all new to me, really."

[reloves]

"It must be a huge change then!"

She laughs, though it seems to be a friendly laugh, rather than her laughing at him. After all, at least it can't be a bad change, right? Not in her eyes, anyway.

"Though.. with the way you look.." Minako stops, humming for a moment as she looks at him. "You kind of seem like those monks that live far away in the mountains.. I bet they don't use any of this technology either."

[beautyrest]

"You are an excellent dancer," Aurora smiled, her hands clasped in her lap as she was taking a small break. Both she and Aang had apparently stumbled upon a group that would just randomly find a park and begin dancing, teaching others the moves and then practicing them to a song.

Everyone was taking a small break, having learned the next set of steps and soon they would be putting everything together for the dance.

"Do you enjoy dancing?"

[all_the_aangles]

"Thank!" he replied, with a nod. "You too!" He sat there, foot moving a bit. He nodded enthusiastically at her question.

"It's great! It's a way to talk without any words, I think."

[beautyrest]

"Oh, I quite agree! A whole language can be conveyed with movement and you needn't say even a single word."

[all_the_aangles]

He extended a hand. He liked her.

"I'm Aang."

[beautyrest]

Aurora took his hand, now much more used to the greeting in this world.

"My name is Aurora, it is a pleasure to meet you, Aang." Zuko had mentioned having a friend named Aang, she wondered if it was a very common name or if this was him...

"This may seem like an odd question, but you wouldn't happen to know someone named Zuko, would you?"

[all_the_aangles]

"Aurora," he replied, sounding out the unfamiliar name. "That sounds nice. Aurora."

But then he laughed, shaking his head.

"Of course you know Zuko. Everyone knows Zuko...this may surprise you, but when I met him, he was taciturn and reserved. He's really blossomed."

[pricklybloom]

The sound of children's laughter catches Amy's attention, so sweetly innocent that has her pausing in her own explorations of the town to stop and listen for a moment. She watches the kids, so enraptured by Aang's stories and performance that she can't help a small smile.

When the story is done, she applauds along with the children, more than happy to let him know she'd enjoyed the story as well.

[all_the_aangles]

He notices the applause from an unusual source, waving. He would have remarked more on the person, but he'd met Della and Fenton already - his view of the variety of life had been expanded greatly.

"Thank you," he said, with a slight bow, "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

[pricklybloom]

She nods. "Yeah, it was really good! Plus your friend there is so cute," she says, motioning to Appa. "He's from your world too, yeah?"

[all_the_aangles]

That's all the excuse Appa needs to float on over for inspection.

Aang, for his part, laughs.

"Yeah, that's Appa. He's...well, we're sort of bonded, him and I. He's a Skybison. He's usually a lot bigger, but this place had something to say about him being big enough for me to ride."

[pricklybloom]

She can't help a soft giggle, holding out her hand to see if Appa would let her pet him.

"He's so cute! I've never heard of a Skybison before." Then again, different worlds, different creatures. "So coming to this world changed his size?"

[all_the_aangles]

He absolutely will - it's the only benefit of being this size, really.

"Yes, skybison are usually huge...he's ten tons at normal size."

[writtendestiny]

It's when he's sitting outside, meditating on a rock, when Poison comes across him. She spends a lot of time alone, for lack of many people she really wants to spend time with here, but in the evenings when she gets restless and decides to work off the left over energy of the day with a walk she doesn't often come across others with similar ideas.

There's an aura of peace around him, something that her cognitive magic picks up without really trying, and it's enough to draw her in.

Would it seem odd of her to say something? Perhaps, but odder still if she just sat nearby and said nothing. Maybe she shouldn't interrupt. Poison tries softly clearing her throat first to see if she gets his attention. If not... well, she'll just sit down some metres away and enjoy the atmosphere.

[all_the_aangles]

He looks up at the throat clearing, nodding in acknowledgement.

"Hello," he says, in a friendly voice.

[writtendestiny]

"... Hi."

She's never been terribly good with things like... introductions, making a good first impression, all that kind of thing, but it's so... so calm and peaceful out here. She can't help but feel at ease.

"Do you mind if I sit with you?"

[all_the_aangles]

He gestured to a spot next to him, shifting over a bit. She seemed like someone with something on her minds.

"Sure, if you want."

[writtendestiny]

"Thank you..."

Something on her mind would be an understatement at the best of times, but she takes the offered spot with a faint smile in Aang's direction and pulls her legs up into a half-lotus position, curling her hands loosely over her ankles.

"You can go back to what you were doing, if you want. I didn't mean to interrupt."

[all_the_aangles]

He folded his under him, hands in his lap, looking at her.

"I could. Or we could talk. It looks like you want to, sort of. And that's great - I'm a pretty good sounding board."

He smiled.

"Or a good listener, if that's what you need."