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tushanshu_ooc2016-02-10 05:00 pm
Zuko | ATLA | CRAU
He was supposed to go home! Not end up on the back of a turtle! Much less a turtle that's being attacked by giant flying... things.
There's fire everywhere. With sweeping kicks, flips, and punches at the air, Zuko was sending blasts of flame at the flying menaces. One such creature getting hit dead on in the chest and crashing to the ground nearby. Kedan scatter quickly to get out of the way, of both the creatures and the firebender.
Some might recognize this particular hot tempered guy as he's been on the turtle before. His scar more than enough to give him away. But what some might find odd is that there's a small pair of red and black wings on his back.
Sea prunes, get your sea prunes right here!
Sea prunes? Are you serious? He's heard about these, and not here in Keeliai either. Those were those things that Sokka and Katara talked about, and he had it on good authority from Aang that they're pretty disgusting. So when a vendor tries to sell Zuko some, he turns them down quickly. It's the meat that he's most interested in anyway. Many selections are offered him and pushed in his face and... wait did that one just move?
"Ugh, forget it! I'll find my own food!" And with that he begins to stomp his way out of the marketplace.
Incoming!
So he helps out, because that's a good plan! Two is better than one! Inky black hands seem to be his main form of attack, the shadowy claws flying in straight lines for flying things.
And it works out. Until the weird elementalist kicks one down and its on fire and a little too close to him. Because guess who forgot that he is, in fact, not a normal plant and thus a bit more resistant to fire than he looks?
"AAAAaahhh fire and dragons, bad bad bad!" The purple plant man running in circles flicking shadowy hands at other flying dragon things.
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But then there's screaming and someone running around in circles. That's enough to distract him and stare for a moment in the direction of some weird looking person. Not that he's not used to seeing weird things back in Luceti but this is new. Zuko then ducks as one of the shadowy hands shoots just over his head and strikes another creature.
"Hey! Watch it!"
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"We should run." He's made of plants, he's wearing plants, it's very plant-y here now. It's a different hand-flick this time, and a green-blue mist sits on the ground in a circle about them.
"... I can make them run so we can run?" The next flying thing that gets close hits that circle of magic. If Zuko had any scratches, they're starting to heal - while the creature shrieks, bleeding from the magic.
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That is until some magic surrounds them, healing the minor scratches from the scuffle and then apparently hurting one of the creatures. Whoa.
Taking that opportunity, Zuko sounds out a fire blast at the already ailing monster. Their combined efforts causing it to scream and crumple to the ground. But there was still more coming.
"Come on, hurry!" This said to his new plant friend as he decides to take the advise after all and makes a retreat.
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Asteffiel follows along right behind Zuko, dropping one more circle of magic. This one doesn't seem to do anything, just shimmers faintly on the ground like some sort of trap.
Trap is probably an accurate way to describe these kind of spells, because any of the monsters that come after them abruptly give shrieks of terror and fly in the other direction. He did say he could make them run away-
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Once they were far enough away, Zuko ducked into an alley and slowed down to catch his breath. Even though he could breathe easier next to the plant guy, he still got tired.
"What were those things?" he voices to nobody in particular.
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And Asteffiel follows, although he stays standing. He peeks around the corner, before offering extra helpfully:
"Big and mean?"
All the helpfulness of a small child, really.
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After a moment he stands up again and looks at the skies. Of course, things like this weren't exactly uncommon in Luceti either. It could be worse after all. Shift hunters were pretty nasty. At least these things weren't looking to rip off his wings or sacrifice him or something.
"They'll probably be back eventually, we should find shelter."
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"The small dragons serve the elder dragons. But usually they look a little alike. ... I don't want to think about a new elder dragon." That's at least how it worked at home.
And this wasn't home. But he really doesn't want to find elder dragons here. Trahearne would be far better suited for anything like that! He was a Firstborn! And actually organized taking down one!
He's.. just going to stare look up and down the alley. Which way, new friend?
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Zuko huffs, because those creatures aren't the majestic and powerful creatures he had learned firebending from. Calling those things dragons was like an insult to the real ones.
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He'll discover that dragons are very different in a moment, okay.
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Zuko is very insistent about this!
"Dragons breathe fire and are longer and not that ugly!"
Incoming!
He leaps into the air, deftly avoiding the spouts of flame, and looking every bit like a laser-barbed hedgehog as he spins and twists to kill everything that the young Firebender missed.
Landing on the ground after what seems like too long, Starkiller stows his lightsabers, and unleashes a two-handed Lightning Storm, lighting up the sky with the bluish-white energy. Was it heavy-handed? Sure, but it got the job done.
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It... eerily reminded him of Azula, but even she couldn't generate that much lightning at once. Zuko could only watch as the monsters fell all around them. Once it was done, he just stared until he found his voice.
"How did you do that?!"
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"I...focus the anger I feel inside, and I feel everything around me through the Force, and I release all of the anger I have into what I feel around me."
Starkiller wasn't honestly sure how it worked, really. He'd first learned how to use the lightning skill on Raxus Prime, and even then he used it to travel through the crashed starships and junk on the planet. All he had to think about was that he wanted something destroyed, and the lightning came to him. It didn't usually matter if something was alive for not for him to feel it.
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He wanted nothing to do with anything that involved anger. He had given that up a long time ago. Once upon a time that's what fueled his firebending, but not any more. Zuko never wanted to rely on his anger for his bending ever again.
That's why he couldn't generate lightning after all. There was too much turmoil inside of him. Too much warring of good and evil.
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"There are other ways of finding this power. There was...another person like me, who could feel the Force, who could create lightning without anger."
Starkiller thinks of Jedi Master Plo Koon, one of the last of the Jedi High Council, and the only Jedi he'd ever heard of who could use lightning.
"You just need to find the power in yourself. What works for you."
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"I don't think I can. I've only been able to redirect it, not make it. I was told it's because I have too much turmoil."
He doesn't think that will ever change. His Uncle is able to do it as well as his sister. How Azula could still generate lightning while being certifiably insane is beyond him. But then, she's never been normal really. This guy is from a different world anyway. Different rules always apply depending on where you're from.
"I feel like I've heard about this Force before. What is it?"
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"Even being able to absorb and redirect lightning means that your body's tuned to it. It's just your mind you need to figure out. I don't know you, so I don't know what's causing your turmoil, but if you can figure it out, I might be able to help you anyway. I...kind of feel like I need to try, anyway."
Starkiller takes a deep breath. He's never actually had to explain the Force before.
"It's...it's like the life force that's in everything. It surrounds us, and connects the people who can feel it to everything. It's kind of hard to explain."
Starkiller instead does the only think he can think of, which is to reach a hand out to a cluster of the dead creatures, and he lifts them with the Force, holding them in place several feet off of the ground, before lowering them again with a flick of his wrist.
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"If you can teach me how, I'd like to learn."
To find inner peace is something he's always wanted. And while he's made great strides, he still wasn't there.
"But I want to make one thing clear. I don't want to use anger for anything."
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"I'll do what I can, but I've never taught anyone anything, so we'll both be flying blind."
Then, he starts thinking.
"Hmm. Your skill with fire's like nothing I've ever seen, so maybe trying to teach you lightning the way I know it won't work. There's other things I can teach you. Ways of focusing yourself that might get you where you need to be, without anger of the Dark Side."