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[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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So do you go to school here?
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I am sure your bending is progressing wonderfully under Aang's tutelage.
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[It was something which came naturally to him]
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