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[waterbends]

[The journal begins broadcasting with a whump as it hits the ground and falls open. What comes through is definitely Katara's voice, just - higher.] -- oh no! No nooo no no no!

[And then a crash as the chair she's balancing on tips over, dumping her onto her rear and toppling at her side. The wail that comes through the journal is frustrated.]

I can't reach anything anymore! This loss is stupid!

[Anyone who happens in the kitchen will find her struggling to reach.. everything.]

Comments

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[hiding another snicker]

No 9 o'clock bedtime for you, hm?

[waterbends]

As if. Maybe I can ask the castle for really tall shoes.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Why don't you try stilts?

[cause that might be funnier to see]

[waterbends]

Yeah, because that wouldn't end in disaster.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

It would make for a great picture.

[waterbends]

You're just as bad as Zuko.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Hey! I take offense to that.

[....snerk]

[waterbends]

There had to be some reason you two get along.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[casual shrug]

I think half of it is the shared mortifying experiences.

[waterbends]

Yeah, but you just said it: that's only half.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[and then there's a scowl. She's suddenly reminded of what Tamaki had said to her earlier.]

We're not dating.

[waterbends]

What? [She seems vaguely confused.] I know.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Good. Just making sure it's clear.