001 ( dictated / action )

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[ Pakku had been wandering for only a few short moments before he discovered the journal. His expression was stern, emphasizing his lack of amusement for whatever it was that was going on. A trick? Some mind game? How could it be so? ]

There had best be a good… Oh? [ His words trailed off as he watched his words inscribe themselves on the last bare page. Something similar to delight, though he wouldn’t call it that, traced his lips as he ran his fingers over it. ]

Well isn’t this interesting? The Avatar would love to see this. [ Though he wasn’t sure what made Aang come to mind so quick. Perhaps the fact that he just seen him but a few weeks ago. ] Intriguing.

[ And as quickly as it had humored him, he became uninterested with it, shutting the journal and tucking it under his arm before proceeding down the hall. ]

Something tells me we aren’t home anymore, book. Best to find a familiar face to tell us what’s going on.

Comments

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[walking down the hall, this teenage girl is scowling at nothing in particular. Must be the season or something.]

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

Pardon.

[Because Pakku's too boss to panic, even though he's bugging out a little inside. He does hold the journal up.]

Think you could tell me what this is?

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[pausing]

The journal. [eyebrow raise] You're new, aren't you?

[respect? What's that?]

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[....]

I wonder how I was unable to establish that. [sigh] I am.

Are you able to explain this to me or not?

[You have. To earn it.]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[blatant eyeroll!]

A magical sadistic castle has kidnapped you and you can use that [points to the journal] to talk to people. Got it, old man?

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[Right back atcha!]

False information is not something you should so freely hand out... I'd call you young lady but you seem to lack the etiquette.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[mostly unfazed. Girly stuff isn't her forte anyway.]

Right, because I'd make up something that ridiculous just to humor you.

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[It has to be, she's a girl.]

So it seems.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[goddammit, hasn't Katara taught you anything?]

Whatever. You're free to test out the journal for yourself. Welcome to Paradisa and try not to blow up the microwave.

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[She's a fighter but she's still a girl.]

I've learned a little about it, but it isn't exactly the most understandble thing. [....]

And a microwave is...?

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[sigh] You can dictate into it and people can hear you through their journals.

A box that heats up food. Don't put anything metal in it.

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

And everyone possesses one?

[...right.] Very well.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Even if you set it on fire, it'll show up eventually.

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

Interesting.

[waterbends]

[You know who Katara wasn't expecting to run into while rounding the corner with a bowl of rice in hand?

She stares for a moment, before dropping the bowl out of shock. The clatter brings her back to her senses.]

--Master Pakku?

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[The clatter catches his attention, too. Enough to make him look over a the faintest of smiles to grace his lips.]

Katara. I take it you weren't expecting me. [He's eyeing that rice at your feet.]

[waterbends]

[And he recognizes her! Even better. 'Cause now? She's just going to sort of launch herself at him, grabbing him in a tight hug around the neck.

Hey, he might not be dad or gran gran, but he was her waterbending master, and it's so good to see someone from home.]

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[The act does catch him a little off guard, as from his memories he saw her but a few weeks ago. Still, he'll lightly pat her back.]

How are things? Has the Avatar mastered waterbending?

[waterbends]

He has! -- he did. A long time ago. Master Pakku -

[There are tears in her eyes, but she pulls back with a smile.]

Do you know where you are?

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

A long time ago? You only but just left.

[ He still doesn't get this, and his expression can't hide his confusion.]

I've been told about magic and a microwave and...no, I'm afraid I don't entirely understand. Enlighten me?

[losemycherry.livejournal.com]

[When Yamada sees Pakku, she curtseys; after all, addressing elders with politeness is the most basic courtesy one can offer.]

We haven't met before, have we? I am Yamada, sir.

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[And he bows at the waist. The gesture is much appreciated.]

We haven't. I am Master Pakku-- I believe I've just arrived.

[losemycherry.livejournal.com]

It's a pleasure, Master. Have you got someone to show you around the castle yet?

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[walking down the hall, this teenage girl is scowling at nothing in particular. Must be the season or something.]

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

Pardon.

[Because Pakku's too boss to panic, even though he's bugging out a little inside. He does hold the journal up.]

Think you could tell me what this is?

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[pausing]

The journal. [eyebrow raise] You're new, aren't you?

[respect? What's that?]

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[....]

I wonder how I was unable to establish that. [sigh] I am.

Are you able to explain this to me or not?

[You have. To earn it.]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[blatant eyeroll!]

A magical sadistic castle has kidnapped you and you can use that [points to the journal] to talk to people. Got it, old man?

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[Right back atcha!]

False information is not something you should so freely hand out... I'd call you young lady but you seem to lack the etiquette.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[mostly unfazed. Girly stuff isn't her forte anyway.]

Right, because I'd make up something that ridiculous just to humor you.

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[It has to be, she's a girl.]

So it seems.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[goddammit, hasn't Katara taught you anything?]

Whatever. You're free to test out the journal for yourself. Welcome to Paradisa and try not to blow up the microwave.

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[She's a fighter but she's still a girl.]

I've learned a little about it, but it isn't exactly the most understandble thing. [....]

And a microwave is...?

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[sigh] You can dictate into it and people can hear you through their journals.

A box that heats up food. Don't put anything metal in it.

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

And everyone possesses one?

[...right.] Very well.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Even if you set it on fire, it'll show up eventually.

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

Interesting.

[waterbends]

[You know who Katara wasn't expecting to run into while rounding the corner with a bowl of rice in hand?

She stares for a moment, before dropping the bowl out of shock. The clatter brings her back to her senses.]

--Master Pakku?

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[The clatter catches his attention, too. Enough to make him look over a the faintest of smiles to grace his lips.]

Katara. I take it you weren't expecting me. [He's eyeing that rice at your feet.]

[waterbends]

[And he recognizes her! Even better. 'Cause now? She's just going to sort of launch herself at him, grabbing him in a tight hug around the neck.

Hey, he might not be dad or gran gran, but he was her waterbending master, and it's so good to see someone from home.]

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[The act does catch him a little off guard, as from his memories he saw her but a few weeks ago. Still, he'll lightly pat her back.]

How are things? Has the Avatar mastered waterbending?

[waterbends]

He has! -- he did. A long time ago. Master Pakku -

[There are tears in her eyes, but she pulls back with a smile.]

Do you know where you are?

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

A long time ago? You only but just left.

[ He still doesn't get this, and his expression can't hide his confusion.]

I've been told about magic and a microwave and...no, I'm afraid I don't entirely understand. Enlighten me?

[losemycherry.livejournal.com]

[When Yamada sees Pakku, she curtseys; after all, addressing elders with politeness is the most basic courtesy one can offer.]

We haven't met before, have we? I am Yamada, sir.

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[And he bows at the waist. The gesture is much appreciated.]

We haven't. I am Master Pakku-- I believe I've just arrived.

[losemycherry.livejournal.com]

It's a pleasure, Master. Have you got someone to show you around the castle yet?