Fon Master Ion (
distressedude) wrote2012-11-17 06:41 pm
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026 ~ [Voice/Action] | Forward-dated to Sunday
[It's been two weeks since the incident with Arietta, and there was still no sign of Anise in the village. They never even had a chance to speak before she left for a mission, likely in an attempt to put some distance between herself and Ion after their argument. It's strange to think that the last time they went this long without speaking to each other by choice was around this same time last year, though for a very different reason. He's been so caught up in dealing with all of this that he actually let the anniversary of the day he first confessed his feelings for her pass by without a single thought!]
[It was strange to think so much time had already passed. He wasn't entirely sure how to feel about it really.]
[But sometime in the late afternoon, he opens his journal. There's no need to bother with a filter while Anise is still out of the village, and it isn't as though Arietta is the one he's trying to reason with here. Her anger is easier to understand and deal with. There's an uncharacteristic hint of exasperation in his voice when he speaks, having spent the last week and a half mulling over this without any obvious solution coming to mind.]
How do you stop two people who hate each other from continuing to hate each other? [Not a very eloquent way of asking, but it's the simplest way he can think of to explain the situation.]
Though this isn't the sort of problem I'm expecting an easy answer to, I was hoping someone might be able to offer some suggestions. Or perhaps if anyone's had any experience in dealing with a situation like this, it might be of some help.
[And regardless as to whether he's heard any solutions to this problem or not, he'll be spending the remainder of the evening in various places around town. He spends about an hour at the library, not quite able to concentrate on his reading. Giving that up, he goes for an aimless walk, lingering on the various bridges around town for a few minutes before moving on again. He probably looks more spaced out than he usually is, and the cold chill in the air probably isn't helping matters. By the time he arrives back home, it's been dark for awhile and he's shivering quite a bit. He probably should have worn his winter coat today.]
[It was strange to think so much time had already passed. He wasn't entirely sure how to feel about it really.]
[But sometime in the late afternoon, he opens his journal. There's no need to bother with a filter while Anise is still out of the village, and it isn't as though Arietta is the one he's trying to reason with here. Her anger is easier to understand and deal with. There's an uncharacteristic hint of exasperation in his voice when he speaks, having spent the last week and a half mulling over this without any obvious solution coming to mind.]
How do you stop two people who hate each other from continuing to hate each other? [Not a very eloquent way of asking, but it's the simplest way he can think of to explain the situation.]
Though this isn't the sort of problem I'm expecting an easy answer to, I was hoping someone might be able to offer some suggestions. Or perhaps if anyone's had any experience in dealing with a situation like this, it might be of some help.
[And regardless as to whether he's heard any solutions to this problem or not, he'll be spending the remainder of the evening in various places around town. He spends about an hour at the library, not quite able to concentrate on his reading. Giving that up, he goes for an aimless walk, lingering on the various bridges around town for a few minutes before moving on again. He probably looks more spaced out than he usually is, and the cold chill in the air probably isn't helping matters. By the time he arrives back home, it's been dark for awhile and he's shivering quite a bit. He probably should have worn his winter coat today.]
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[And it's kind of hard to talk about a topic while trying to avoid talking about the same topic...]
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You know, that guy Toph is totally all oogie for.][Voice] //filtered 2%
[Why did he expect someone... more man-like?]
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I... guess that would be me, yes. Does that mean you're a friend of Master Toph as well?
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Though if you don't mind my asking... what do you mean by "playing in the forest"?
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[You'll have to give Ion a minute here, because that is quite possibly the most horrifying thing Aang could have said.]
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[DID TOPH EVER HEAR IT?]
[DID ANYONE ELSE EVER HEAR IT?]
[Why would a tree even say something like that? Geeze.]
[He clears his throat and composes himself after a rather long moment.]
...I see. Well, I can't exactly speak for the accuracy of those trees, given all the other things they were saying... though it is true that Master Toph and I are friends.
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I don't think it would surprise me if it had been something strange like that. I do recall that particular experiment being rather odd...
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We met after one of my friends recommended me for her manliness lessons, after all.
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Right. The manliness lessons. I heard about those. It sounds real silly. You should be as much of a man as you feel like.
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[Stronger being a relative term, here. In his eyes, he's still rather wimpy -- and not just physically.]
...although all things considered, I may have not been a very good student. "A bit" still isn't very much, I'm afraid.
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Are you sure? Maybe you're better than you know. But either way, a bit still more than nothing!