the avatar state / implies emotional pain / or perfect control

[roc_on]

Jun did a show last night, so maybe he's holding it together well enough to do a lesson today. It'd sure help take Beila's mind off things; maybe it'd do the same for him. She can always fly away again if he's not feeling it.

Knock knock?

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[fiery_delights]

Jun enjoys his ice cream immensely.

"Yeah, this was a good plan. Thanks for inspiring it."

[roc_on]

"You're welcome."

[fiery_delights]

Nom!

[roc_on]

"Do you wanna keep strolling into further unfamiliar parts of town?"

[fiery_delights]

"Sounds like fun."

[roc_on]

"Sure."

Stroll. Nom. Stroll, nom.

[fiery_delights]

Stroll stroll nom nom. All in all, this is much more pleasant than failing to deliver a firebending lesson.

[roc_on]

Yup.

Beila refreezes a melted bit of her ice cream and gestures inquiringly at his.

[fiery_delights]

"Oh, no thanks."

[roc_on]

"Ice cream soup for you it is."

[fiery_delights]

"The best kind of soup, obviously."

[roc_on]

"I'm a fan of miso, personally, but to each their own."

[fiery_delights]

"Depends on my mood, really. Today is definitely an ice-cream-soup kind of day."

[roc_on]

"I won't offer to melt it for you."

[fiery_delights]

He laughs.

[roc_on]

She grins.

A little old lady turns a corner ahead of them and seems to recognize Jun. Only: "Li!" she calls. "Li, hi! I'm home a day early and won't need you to look at my garden tomorrow at all." Blink. "Oh, you aren't Li. Sorry, these old eyes."

[fiery_delights]

...Hm.

"Don't worry about it. Who's Li?"

[roc_on]

"My new neighbor," says the little old lady. "Such a nice boy."

Hmm.

[fiery_delights]

"He sounds it. I don't suppose you could introduce us? It's just - I lost contact with my family a long time ago, and I'm always hoping for an unexpected relative to turn up so I can reconnect - being mistaken for someone in the street sounds like a promising lead."

[roc_on]

Beila is glad she let Jun take point on this, she could not have come up with and delivered so plausible a lie.

"Oh, sure," says the little old lady, "why not, but I warn you he's very shy, he might not warm up right away, and also I need to pick up my medicine first."

[fiery_delights]

"Thank you so much. I promise I'll do my best not to bother him."

[roc_on]

"All right, you stay put right here and I'll get my medicine and we'll go introduce you to Li," nods the little old lady, and she goes in to the pharmacy, comes out, and leads Jun and Beila to her house, chattering on the way (her name is Meng, she has a pet butterflymouse, she grows veggies and makes the best stirfries you ever did hear of, she has seven grandchildren...)

And here is her house, complete with vegetable garden, and there, she says, is where Li lives. She'll just go knock on the door, how about?

[fiery_delights]

"Oh, your garden is lovely. Sure, thank you."

And if he hangs back a little he gets the chance to warn Beila in an undertone, "Might want to stay out of sight of the door at first, in case he recognizes you."

[roc_on]

Beila steps aside.

She's got her bag on her; it has a chordpress in it. "I'm telling my dad where we are," she murmurs. "...Do you think this would be a good time to try a quick experiment with the State?"

Meng hobbles up to Li's door.

Knock knock.

[fiery_delights]

"Could be," he murmurs back, and that's as much as he can say before he's following Meng up to Li's door.