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[qaunak]

A game? But mun, you and I discussed this. I'm too minor a character to get a place anywhere.

But if my family is there, you know I will follow your lead there. I will never abandon them, no matter how complicated things have gotten. We need to be together. Just pick the place carefully. And try not to overload yourself. I can't help but worry - it's part of being a mother.

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[amonfire]

I'd much rather you safe; far and away from the troubles the plauge us in these strange worlds.

[qaunak]

And I would rather be there to help you than remain too far away to be of any use to my children.

[amonfire]

There comes a time when it must be the other way around. I should have taken care of you a lifetime away now, and for that I've failed as a son.

[qaunak]

You are not a failure as a son. You were hurting, and you made some poor choices. That is all. It's alright. All that's done is forgiven. [She reaches out and rubs his shoulder reassuringly, like she used to do when he was a little kid and he was nervous.]

[bender_of_gas]

Hello hairlopy woman! Do you think your place will have lychee juice trees?

[qaunak]

I'm not sure. I guess it'll depend on where I go, won't it? [She smiles sweetly, kneeling down to his level.] My name is Qaunak. And who might you be, young man?

Slow mun is slow ;_;

[bender_of_gas]

I like your name. It's pretty.

[Makes an extreme bow bending from the waist.]

Meelo at your service m'lady! I'm going to thewake where I can have lychee juice trees! I hope I see you there along with daddy and Korra!

[abitofawildman]

I'm of the firm believe that there's no such thing as too minor a character.

[qaunak]

Thank you, sir. You're very kind.

[abitofawildman]

Madam, it is you that is very kind. I've been accused of many things in my days, but kindness was never chief among them.

[qaunak]

People usually highlight the negative, unfortunately. But that doesn't mean there isn't kindness to you.

[abitofawildman]

No it most certainly does not, but it certainly does make my life easier if not everyone knows that.

[qaunak]

Why wouldn't you want people to know you're kind?

[abitofawildman]

Because Ma'am, there are those in this world of ours who view kindness as a weakness, and I prefer them think of me as a threat rather than a target.

[qaunak]

Those that think that sabotage their own lives. You should endeavor to prove them wrong instead of hiding your kindness as if they were right. It only gives them fuel for their fires.

[abitofawildman]

[He chuckles.]

You sound like my mother, and so I can't help but respond with what I tell her time and time again: By being the bad example I make it easier for your other children to look good by comparison.

[qaunak]

If one of my sons said that I would threaten to tell the world about their stuffed narwhalmice toys and just how old they were when they gave them up.

[abitofawildman]

[That chuckle becomes a full fledged belly laugh.]

See now that's one thing my mother would never be able to do, because...my narwhalemice were one of the few things I took with me to boot camp.

[qaunak]

[She laughs, too.] Smart man. I remember when my children first got their waterbending and all I could do to stop the snow and water fights was hold one narwhalmouse in each hand. Even their father couldn't cause a silence so profound, so quickly.

Any rumors I sewed my younger son's narwhalmice up and sent them to him in Republic City are, of course, mere hearsay and slander.

[abitofawildman]

Oh of course, yes yes. Surely. And the basest kind of slander there is. The stuff that only scoundrels would spread.

I don't know that we've been formally introduced. They call me Bumi.

[qaunak]

You know Republic City. Big towns love to gossip.

My name is Qaunak. Lovely to meet you, Bumi.

[abitofawildman]

I have known my share of Republic City Gossip.

[This might be the understatement of the year. Or at very least is in the running for the title.]

Likewise, Ma'am. Would I be correct in assuming you're from my sister Tribe to the North?

I made a narwhalmouse icon. It's terrible, but it's there.

[qaunak]

Oh? And what do they say about you? I'd hope for kind things, but a fair share of insane news and fantastically embellished stories come from there.

Yes sir, I am. So you're from the South, then? I'm charmed. I should warn you the last man I met from the Southern Tribe ended up marrying me in under a month.

[She's truthful, but she's kidding. No one would want her and all her baggage.]

NARWHALMOUSE!

[abitofawildman]

What didn't they say. HA! That would be a list. A much shorter list. I'll have you know I was quite the cad when I was a younger man.

[Given that Grin Only A Mother Would Trust, And Even Then Only After Thinking Twice, it's really not much of a stretch to imagine.]

I, for one, am unsurprised. You are kind, wise, and devastatingly attractive, and we Southern Boys are well known for being impulsive.
Well...impulsive as well as charming and handsome.

The terrors of the ocean! THEY SINK SHIPS WHEN THEY SWARM!

[qaunak]

I can only imagine that smile did nothing but increase the steady flow of rumors.

Actually, most men in my Tribe found my purple eyes disconcerting... only when I met a Southern boy did I ever get called attractive. I suppose your half of the Tribe might be less superstitious about such things. I do try to be as kind as possible, though. We live in rough times in many ways.