24 September 2008 @ 09:25 am
 
[ She has her hands out in front of her, cupped, and her eyes are closed. She's concentrating very deeply, if the way her brow is knitting is any indication. Eventually she opens her eyes, and stares, disbelieving, at her empty hands. She then starts pacing, kneading her hands and looking worried. ]

( OOC: Experiment time! :3 )
 
 
24 September 2008 @ 07:35 pm
[Here's somebody we haven't seen in a while! Minato's on your astral plane being hot, wet, and very nearly naked (he's wearing a towel. Fanservice only goes so far). And he's annoyed.]

Ryoji and Junpei. I should have known...
 
 
24 September 2008 @ 10:30 pm
{A girl appears quickly, looking as if she was pushing someone before her. She pauses and tenses seeing that this is obviously not where she intended, and to the observant, there's a twitch under the cloth covering up her hair. The girl straightens slowly and stiffly, glancing around the Plane.}

...Lawrence? Where is it that you went? Stupid, this is not the time to be playing games!

{She turns quickly, but pauses, seeing a moon (or several) scattered in the stars, which she can't help crack a smile at}...What a beautiful moon, though. Or...what a beautiful place in general. It is like looking at the fullest skies in the Pasroe fields! I'd heard of pagan magic, but I had no idea that people could do things like this. It looks like the place from that peculiar dream, but that's really odd. Fufu, maybe that was a premonition that I was going to captivated by a witch's magic...

But I hear youngsters here, and some people that do not seem to be human at all. It certainly does not seem like any kind of witch, unless there is one playing a trick on everyone.

{As an afterthought, muttered} ...Lawrence had better not be getting himself in trouble.
 
 
24 September 2008 @ 10:34 pm
[Her drop into a waterbending stance is almost automatic; the cork flies out of the pouch at her side and the water streams free, enveloping her hands and hovering over her shoulders like a scarf caught in the wind.] Sokka? Are you... do you see this?

No. No I don't. I see a whole lot of nothing, though. [Sokka rolls his head around to get a better look at the sudden change in surroundings.] Huh. This doesn't look very familiar. Weird.



No, really? [She hesitates, looking around.] I would say Spirit World, but... Aang said bending doesn't work in the Spirit World. And I don't remember him mentioning anywhere that looked like this.

I would say dream. I would say we probably accidentally drank some of that grody water and we're having a very strange lucid dream. Together. I dunno, cause we're siblings or something.



[Lowers her hands slightly, giving him her patented 'Sokka, you moron' look.] I think we should look for Aang.

Shall we fly there or ride the eagle-moose, Dream-Katara?



[She sends a surge of water splatting over his face and draws it back to herself with a twitch of her fingers. Flatly,] This isn't a dream.

Or I just rolled into a puddle while sleeping and am now feeling it in the dream. And... I'm not waking up because of my unparalleled self-control. [ACHOO!]



Ugh. Just--come on. [Proceeds to pick a random direction and head off in search of... something.]

Jeez. You'd think my imagination could come up with a less bossy sister. [Follows along]



[Sends another swat of water back into his face.]
 
 
24 September 2008 @ 10:41 pm
 
[ Another newcomer? Oh yes. Kirakishou is on the Plane, arms out as she spins about. ] It's made of stars... It's made of stars. Did Father make it for me? Maybe this is where she went. Maybe this is where I should be.

[ She tips her head a little when she sees others there. ] Maybe not. Well, it's better than being back there.