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[95-tan.livejournal.com]

Behind the firebender, a petite woman in a kimono walks, peering around.

So. Civilization.

It looks very... uncitylike.

And Zuko Li seems to be occupied at the moment.

So, time to stand back and try to be cheerily unobtrusive! It's one of her skills, after all. Surely someone will let her know if they need her to do something.

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[firesifu.livejournal.com]

It had taken Zuko awhile to get used to the way the plane felt, moving - it is not like riding on that bison! - and then he'd mostly stared out of the window at the unfamiliar landscape below.

Landing was another new experience that left him resolutely hiding wobbly legs as he walks down the steps and into sunlight behind the others.

He really appreciates solid ground right now, but he'll stare darkly at nothing in particular for a bit, so nobody notices. While surreptitiously looking around.

Something wicked this way comes

[hopeless-son.livejournal.com]

[OOS: It's a long fall from such a high horse..]

A couple of hours to a few days later- Brand really wasn't sure since his head was still throbbing- the man felt like trying to stand. Everything from the tips of his toes to the ends of his hair seemed to ache and groan. With a force he managed to place his shoulder back into its socket before looking about where he had fallen. A mountainess area somewhere close to a river. The trees were younger here with the manmade bridge that stretched its span having fallen into decay over some space of time. It wasn't a shadow that he had seen before.

Carefully placed steps took him forward. His parched throat was all but begging for a drink and was sad it wasn't going to be something stronger. Little did the man know he was being watched. By who? Was yet to be seen..but something wasn't right and he felt it. Maybe it was his sister hiding and waiting for her chance to strike. Regardless he felt the energy surge through his body as he moved. If it was going to attack Brand, Prince of Amber, would be ready.

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[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

Xander was currently not a happy guy. This was now two end of the world places he's been to, and BOTH have to have the messed up version of his oldest friend. First the vampire version, and now scary veiny black magic Willow was here. This was not good. He was already trying to find some yellow crayons, and hoping she didn't find some old temple to destroy the world with.

In the meantime, he was on the farm, and scavenging pieces of wood for more chests to build.

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[sworntoalostgod.livejournal.com]

It has been, for the purposes of this entrance post, little more than a week since Oliver arrived. He has been doing a great deal of thinking, grieving, chatting with the normal-seeming neighbours, ambling about the countryside, looking after his horse and praying.

But society must not be disdained because it is unfamiliar. (Oliver never realized until now that it's been years since he interacted with someone who wasn't a Godsworn or family. It's funny how quickly habits become chains.)

A man in a white zoot suit walks around the Cooper grounds. Whenever he hears a bird sing, he looks up, and if he manages to glimpse the creature he hurries to check a book he's got with him. Yes, a book on birds.

Oliver can Call birds to him. This is more an excuse to meet people than because he's actually interested.

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[carefulwishes.livejournal.com]

This right here? Is how former spies and former Company agents chillax.

Sprawled out on the couch in the Cooper household. Glass of fruit juice. Reading a book with a dragon on the cover.

Eden is so edgy.

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[broked-reality.livejournal.com]

Sam is being musical.

Which is to say he's up on the roof of the farmhouse with a leaf at his lips playing a slow, pleasant tune. He does that a lot. It's a thing.