[The morning had a dullness to it, a sort of dreariness that just seemed to make time go slowly. Even nature seemed to be having a hard time getting started today. The clearing in the forest was still and quiet, except for the stirrings of an old man who was slowly coming back into consciousness. He has a long beard, and a far receded hair line. Despite his age, he is well muscled individual. As his eyes slowly open he stretches a bit and winces. There is a moment or two as he gazes around his surroundings, taking everything in and sizing it up.]
This is certainly a strange place to wake up. I don't recall drinking any wine yesterday.
[He strokes his beard thoughtfully for a moment. He gives another wince and stretches his back a little. It is clear something strange has happened. It is then he turns his head for a second, and then startled turns it again]
Wings?! Since when do I have wings?!
[He shakes his head a second, and gives his cheek a pinch. It would seem he wasn't sleeping. When he had journeyed to the spirit world before he had maintained his shape, though that was the closest approximation he could make]
Mmmmm. I could use a cup of tea, and perhaps a bit of breakfast. Although I suppose that would be a bit much to ask.
[His gaze goes to the book which had a strange look to it, curiously he moved forward and taps it and... the feed cuts out]
This is certainly a strange place to wake up. I don't recall drinking any wine yesterday.
[He strokes his beard thoughtfully for a moment. He gives another wince and stretches his back a little. It is clear something strange has happened. It is then he turns his head for a second, and then startled turns it again]
Wings?! Since when do I have wings?!
[He shakes his head a second, and gives his cheek a pinch. It would seem he wasn't sleeping. When he had journeyed to the spirit world before he had maintained his shape, though that was the closest approximation he could make]
Mmmmm. I could use a cup of tea, and perhaps a bit of breakfast. Although I suppose that would be a bit much to ask.
[His gaze goes to the book which had a strange look to it, curiously he moved forward and taps it and... the feed cuts out]
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[He sometimes forgets that. After all, four years in Luceti has had its toll. Deepened his voice, made him less scrawny, and due to choice in hairstyle, incredibly hairy.]
I'm surprised you recognized me like this.
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[The last picture he remembered was pretty awful]
Well, when you have the benefit of years of experience you can easily pick out certain changes. I see you've grown some facial hair.
[He gives his beard a stroke]
Looks good.
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[He strokes his own beard proudly. It's nice that someone finally approves of it.]
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[He smiles]
A nice long beard is quite nice I have found.
[All White Lotus members have them]
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[If your chin isn't all pointy, what's the point?]
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[You need to have a soup catcher, it was the style of the time]
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[It took him forever just to get his hair braid going. The idea of doing that for a beard seems daunting.]
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[Its what all the hip old folks do.]
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[Seriously. Already talking about beard styles. He would have thought Iroh would have other priorities.]
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[He raises an eyebrow]
Did you want me to get all excited or something?
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[Sokka will just provide directions to find the guide. It'll give Iroh some useful reading material.]
That sort of covers... everything.
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[He inclines his head]
How has your swordsmanship been coming along? Master Piandao spoke highly of you and your potential with the blade.
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Still. Awkward. This should be Zuko on the spot, not him...]
Good? I mean, great. I found a new teacher, Okita Souji. He's apparently a big deal back in his world. I'm nearly a master of Tennen Rishin-ryū.
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That is good to hear. Learning from multiple sources is a good way to gain a better understanding and mastery.
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The basic premise is not to avoid the lightning, but act as a conduit and create a different point of release for the energy.
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[Spoken by someone who tried it and then died.]
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[You certainly could die with lightning involved]
Considering my brothers former skill with lightning it seemed a good idea to create something to counter.
[Never knew when his psycho brother might try something]
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[They had only had any sort of normal connection when Ozai was very young]
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