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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.

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[slayer_fray]

There's very little that can knock someone out of a thoughtful state like that more effectively than a small child screaming: "Dada!"

Loo is some metres away, stretching up for a hug and grinning excitedly. Mel, sitting beyond her with Hana in her lap, looks up suddenly.

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Zuko has no reason to think it might be referring to him, so... well, he still looks around, sees the little girl, and glances behind him vaguely to see who she's yelling at.

Beyond that- well, she's not alone, or anything. He's more interested in finding out what kind of place this is.

[slayer_fray]

Mel, however, hurries up quickly and scoops Louise into the arm not currently occupied with Hana.

"No, Loo," she says firmly, tempering it with a kiss to the forehead. "That's not Dad..."

He's walking, for a start, and he's young - too young. More the age Zuko was when she met him: when the girls were conceived.

Forcing a smile, she raises her voice to address him; "hey."

[firesifu.livejournal.com]

...Wow.

Her hair's even weirder than Dinah's!

"Um. Hello," he says, awkwardly, then steps forward and bows formally, determined to be polite. The more people he talks to, the more he can find out about this place.

[slayer_fray]

Wait, she knows how to do this.

There are a few seconds worth of baby juggling so they're in her elbows, and Mel presses knuckles to heel of her hand to bow clumsily, if in accurate Fire Nation style.

"Dinah and Zinda just flown you in, right?"

She can't drag her eyes away from him, taking everything in. From the regrowing hair which she distinctly remembers, to the outfit that she doesn't recognise at all.

[will_scarlett]

Will watches the plane fly down and remembers Dinah so stops his sword forms to approach and see who comes out.

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There are a few of them - but in this instance it's a tall, wiry and scarred teenager who looks like he got out the wrong side of the multiverse this morning. It's... pretty accurate, all things considered.

He's also dressed in dark red silk - more serviceable than it sounds - and carrying twin swords on his back. It might be that last which makes him look at Will's own sword curiously.

[will_scarlett]

Its a simple and effective weapon and he handles with ease though his own clothing is an odd combination, green medieval hose and boots and a modern long sleeved t-shirt. He bows to Zuko since silk is an expensive fabric,

"Sir, did ye truly fly on the plane?"

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Bowing is totally okay! So okay that Zuko bows back, one palm vertical, and the other curled beneath.

"I think that's what they called it, yes," he says. "Dinah and her friend were kind enough to bring us here."

Wherever 'here' is.

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"Where did ye come from, sir? Met Dinah, she seems quite kind."

Don't mind Will twisting his sleeve, Zuko carries himself like something important so time to be a peasant, makes things easier.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Ano... are you all right, Li-san?"

95 takes advantage of a free moment. She's a bit worried about him.

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"Fine," says Zuko quickly, more than a little embarrassed, but trying manfully to hide it.

"Thank you. I've... never been on one before," he continues, waving a hand at the plane again. "Do they have many of those where you come from?"

Not that he's at all clear on exactly hwere that is, or what it's like.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Not very many like that, no. It's more military-grade. There are some commercial aircraft, although I've never been on one since my activation. I suppose they're not common where you come from?"

With a kind smile, she adds, "Since it seems we'll be seeing each other, I'd like you to know that, if there's anything you need from me, I would be happy to be of service."

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"I'd never even seen one before," he admits. "The closest we had were War Balloons."

And flying bison, but those are completely natural.

And then he looks awkward. "That's... really nice of you. Um, likewise. You're just as new as I am, so I guess it makes sense to help each other out."

See Zuko flail. He's not really used to people being nice to him, apart from Mai, and Uncle Iroh, and he has no idea how to respond.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"War balloons? I don't know that term."

Her smile widens as she bows. "Oh, thank you. I hope we get along well. I'm a little bit nervous- I don't really know very much about farming."

[says-say-what.livejournal.com]

Hey, landing plane! That's enough to Jetstorm's attention, really, even if he's of the opinion that the plane is pretty clunky and pathetic next to him. (Not to mention that fact that it's a mere squishy carrier.) But speaking of squishies-he hasn't yapped at/argued with/traumatized that one that just showed up yet!

Clearly, this must be changed.

"Gazing at the wide wonder of absolutely nothing?" he asks, zipping over in jet mode.

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...The machine is talking.

"Maybe," he says, eyeing the thing instead. Makes a change! "...So, what are you?"

Tact? What's that?

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"Depends on what you're asking," Jetstorm says, rising in the air a little so that he's peering down at Zuko. "Species-wise? A Transformer. Faction-wise? Vehicon. Alt-mode wise? A jet, and a Pit of a more advanced one than the scrapheap you flew in on."

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Okay, none of those explained a thing, but Zuko can work with what he has!

"Transformer, huh? We definitely don't have any of you where I'm from," he manages. "You have a name?"

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Jetstorm sighs. "Your loss." At the question, he suddenly transforms, gesturing at himself with his newfound claws. "Jetstorm. Vehicon general and the fastest thing in the air you'll find around here."

[runaway-bandit.livejournal.com]

Toph's at the farm looking for food: farm food is so much better than Sokka caught food, even if it doesn't have that extra Sokka touch.

But when she feels a certain footfall nearby, she stops and turns, arms up and ready to bend.

"You've got to be kidding me..."

[firesifu.livejournal.com]

It's the voice that catches his attention, and he spins around, sees her, and almost smiles as he begins to approach.

That whole 'different times' thing is giving him some difficulty.

"Toph!" he says. "You're- I was looking for you. Are the others here?"

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"Back off!"

Toph points sharply in his direction.

"You had to follow us even here, didn't you?"

[firesifu.livejournal.com]

"Huh?"

Zuko pauses, but doesn't back anywhere.

"Didn't we already have this conversation? I'm on your side!"

[runaway-bandit.livejournal.com]

Toph's arm lowers slightly.

Stupid lie detecting. She can't even be righteously angry at him.

"Don't tell me you're from the future?"