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jedibuttercup) wrote2010-10-05 05:32 pm
jedibuttercup) wrote2010-10-05 05:32 pm
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Drabbles: Lines of Inheritance (PG; AtLA)
PG; Avatar: the Last Airbender. Reaction drabbles #13. Through 3.9 "Nightmares and Daydreams".
Family Tree
There are no portraits of Avatar Roku in the Fire Lord's palace.
There are none of Zuko, either; not with his new face.
Maybe Mai's right. Maybe he should just relax and enjoy being a Prince again. But he can't forget what he read in the Catacombs; can't stop dreaming of red and blue dragons, hand curled around the ancient headpiece beneath his pillow as he sleeps. Can't stop staring at his father's portraits.
He has everything Ozai's son could ever want. There's just one problem: he doesn't.
Moment by moment, he grows a little surer of what that means.
Tribal Heritage
Aang's nightmares, worrisome as they are, almost come as a welcome distraction for Katara. As long as she's got his fears to worry about, she doesn't have to focus on her own.
Not that they don't invade her dreams anyway: the pulse of blood in an enemy's veins, Fire Lilies crumbling at her feet. The power to literally bend life into death.
She doesn't want that. She doesn't; it makes her sick to think she shares anything with Hama.
But if it's either that or her friends' lives-- awful as it is, she already knows what her choice will be.
Family Tree
There are no portraits of Avatar Roku in the Fire Lord's palace.
There are none of Zuko, either; not with his new face.
Maybe Mai's right. Maybe he should just relax and enjoy being a Prince again. But he can't forget what he read in the Catacombs; can't stop dreaming of red and blue dragons, hand curled around the ancient headpiece beneath his pillow as he sleeps. Can't stop staring at his father's portraits.
He has everything Ozai's son could ever want. There's just one problem: he doesn't.
Moment by moment, he grows a little surer of what that means.
Tribal Heritage
Aang's nightmares, worrisome as they are, almost come as a welcome distraction for Katara. As long as she's got his fears to worry about, she doesn't have to focus on her own.
Not that they don't invade her dreams anyway: the pulse of blood in an enemy's veins, Fire Lilies crumbling at her feet. The power to literally bend life into death.
She doesn't want that. She doesn't; it makes her sick to think she shares anything with Hama.
But if it's either that or her friends' lives-- awful as it is, she already knows what her choice will be.
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Zuko's entire thing. I would quote the whole thing. There are no pictures of him in the palace, not with his new face, not this new version of him that was born in an Agni Kai and across the sea chasing a legend. Not the boy who was the blue spirit and Lee and someone the Avatar wanted to befriend. Not the grandson of the Avatar. There is only Ozai and the world that he made, the one that isn't enough for Zuko anymore. I ADORE your looks at Zuko.
And I love that you get Katara so well--that she buries herself under her concern for others. (secret: this is why her kiss with Aang bothered me so much as the end; it felt like she did it for him. Because he wanted it and was sad she didn't, and she was good at taking care of others.)
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I thought Aang would have been far better off with Toph. But I didn't ship Katara with Zuko, either; I liked Mai, and thought Katara needed more self-identity, too. But she was interesting to explore.