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Avatar_500 Prompt #35: Water
Title: Ebb and Flow
Author: c3childs
Rating: K+
Words: 384
Characters: Multiple
Summary: Water is a constant change.
Water adapts.
It was easier than she thought it'd be. Being one of these people, fooling them every day year in and year out. It was almost too easy, smiling and flirting with the foolish boys that turned to men that turned to old perverts. The way they treated her, the exotic foreigner, was flattering, but she'd catch herself, when she forgot for a few minutes, and it was never more than a few. It didn't matter how nice they were to Hama from the colonies. Hama from the Southern Water Tribe would never forget how evil these people truly were.
And holding onto that was the hard part.
Water flows.
It's like breathing. Her master praises her every move and stance, and her parents are so proud of their little prodigy. One of the first waterbenders born to the Southern Water Tribe in decades and one of the best. Of course she'll only get better and one day be the best. After all, little Korra is only six. She raises her hands and creates a tidal wave big enough to swamp her fellow students.
Her parents couldn't be more proud.
Water destroys.
La hated. At that moment, more than that, he hurt. Half of him had been taken, and That Man would hurt too. La raised his hand.
That Man's beloved armada was drowned and his soldiers were now his. The Ocean rose, and cold fingers wrapped around That Man. They held him tight as he struggled to break free. They crept down his throat, stealing his breath, his life. Then it slid away, and the Ocean spat That Man out onto the frozen shore.
Gagging and trembling, he crawled as far away from the water as he could only to flinch and pull back as his hands touched the water. He scrambled back but too late. The Ocean took him down once again.
Water soothes.
Desperate, hurried pulls and tugs, cool, blue hands showed water where to mend, what to put back. Careful, gentle, she tucked bone and nerves back together, sealed blood vessels. Sharp and hot sparks were a delicate task to remove. Sweat and tears had her working near blind, for hours or minutes or forever. But finally, finally, he was together again.
Now if only Aang would start breathing too.
Title: Ebb and Flow
Author: c3childs
Rating: K+
Words: 384
Characters: Multiple
Summary: Water is a constant change.
Water adapts.
It was easier than she thought it'd be. Being one of these people, fooling them every day year in and year out. It was almost too easy, smiling and flirting with the foolish boys that turned to men that turned to old perverts. The way they treated her, the exotic foreigner, was flattering, but she'd catch herself, when she forgot for a few minutes, and it was never more than a few. It didn't matter how nice they were to Hama from the colonies. Hama from the Southern Water Tribe would never forget how evil these people truly were.
And holding onto that was the hard part.
Water flows.
It's like breathing. Her master praises her every move and stance, and her parents are so proud of their little prodigy. One of the first waterbenders born to the Southern Water Tribe in decades and one of the best. Of course she'll only get better and one day be the best. After all, little Korra is only six. She raises her hands and creates a tidal wave big enough to swamp her fellow students.
Her parents couldn't be more proud.
Water destroys.
La hated. At that moment, more than that, he hurt. Half of him had been taken, and That Man would hurt too. La raised his hand.
That Man's beloved armada was drowned and his soldiers were now his. The Ocean rose, and cold fingers wrapped around That Man. They held him tight as he struggled to break free. They crept down his throat, stealing his breath, his life. Then it slid away, and the Ocean spat That Man out onto the frozen shore.
Gagging and trembling, he crawled as far away from the water as he could only to flinch and pull back as his hands touched the water. He scrambled back but too late. The Ocean took him down once again.
Water soothes.
Desperate, hurried pulls and tugs, cool, blue hands showed water where to mend, what to put back. Careful, gentle, she tucked bone and nerves back together, sealed blood vessels. Sharp and hot sparks were a delicate task to remove. Sweat and tears had her working near blind, for hours or minutes or forever. But finally, finally, he was together again.
Now if only Aang would start breathing too.
