When Avatars Overshadow Their Successors...

littlelionheartedavatar: palemarried: for dearest mary uwu my...

fragmentedquailsoul — Sun, 27 Jan 2013 12:48:42 -0500

littlelionheartedavatar:

palemarried:

for dearest mary uwu

my babies

from left to right: Jian Liang, Ayeka, Mariku and Ran Yu

raffe-giraffe: So I’m messing around with view point a bit....

fragmentedquailsoul — Sat, 26 Jan 2013 09:26:14 -0500

raffe-giraffe:

So I’m messing around with view point a bit. Ageplay photos can be artsy too, can’t they?

yeah, they can. :)

imjustcrazyabouttiffanys: With An Empire: A Heroines Story With an empire at her back, and...

fragmentedquailsoul — Wed, 19 Dec 2012 09:13:24 -0500

imjustcrazyabouttiffanys:

With An Empire: A Heroines Story

With an empire at her back, and bleeding hands, she will conquer. She will conquer

Broken Crown, Mumford and Sons

So crawl on my belly ‘til the sun goes down
I’ll never wear your broken crown
I took the road and I fucked it all away

Monster, Meg Myers

What have I become?
I’m a fucking monster
When all I wanted
was something beautiful

When Did This Storm Begin, Shiny Toy Guns

Now the clouds are racing higher,
blinding arrows away.
There’s in darkness off the streets that my electricity
Gold shatters the sky,
this is the first day of the rest of our lives,
cuz no one really lives or dies.

Stolen Roses, Karen Elson

And the weeds in the ground have grow up through my skin
it’s taking a lonesome girl’s heart
I will go where the stolen roses grow
to forget that I have fell apart

Arms of a Thief, Iron & Wine

She was bored of her weight,
she was bored of her words
The daughter of a soldier told the fallen priest
“That’s a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief”

Shake It Out, Florence & the Machine

And I am done with my graceless heart
So tonight I’m gonna cut it out and then restart
‘Cause I like to keep my issues drawn
It’s always darkest before the dawn

Back For More I Go, Hungry Ghosts

(instrumental)

Moon Trance, Lindsey Stirling

(instrumental)

Empire, Alpines

I’m building an empire
I’m building it with all I know
I’m building an empire
Starting from scratch it began with stones

Monsters, Conner Youngblood

The grass here won’t grow
The colors won’t flow
There’s something creeping
Beneath my sleeping

Smother, Daughter

In the darkness I will meet my creators
And they will all agree,
that I’m a suffocator
I should go now quietly
For my bones have found a place
to lie down and sleep

Curbstomp, Meg Myers

Blood I want it
Giving up the fight
Blood I want it
Lay me down tonight
Blood i want it
Take me to the sky
Blood I want it
Everything’s alright now

The Fog, Rachel Sermanni

Deep sleep now under skies
of pressing dark upon my dress,
Watch it turn from white to red under the
Bone clean moon I am clinging
to this burning, shaking bed
Must I hold my hands up,
My bloody hands up.

The Sorcerer Remix, X-Ray Dog

(instrumental)

This Aint No Hymn, Saint Saviour

It depends on you and you alone
Whether you do,
whether you don’t
Don’t believe in more
than flesh and bone
Grab on and hold, grab on and hold

8tracks

"Because each time we live, we get to love again."

fragmentedquailsoul — Wed, 14 Nov 2012 00:56:34 -0500

“Because each time we live, we get to love again.”

- The Gathering Storm, Wheel of Time Series. (via ohmyloria)

sexy bbies

fragmentedquailsoul — Fri, 22 Jun 2012 12:56:13 -0400

sexy bbies

The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Tumblr Meme

fragmentedquailsoul — Sun, 03 Jun 2012 18:38:26 -0400

ladyatheist:

talldarkbishoujo:

ask-arkham:

Send me some numbers, and I will tell you:

What does their bedroom look like?

Do they have any daily rituals?

Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

Eating habits and sample daily menu

Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

Makeup?

Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

Intellectual pursuits?

Favorite book genre?

Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

Biggest and smallest short term goal?

Biggest and smallest long term goal?

Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

Favorite beverage?

What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

What is their biggest regret?

Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

Most prized possession?

Thoughts on material possessions in general?

Concept of home and family?

Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

What makes them feel guilty?

Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

Would they consider themselves a Type A or Type B personality?

What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

How misanthropic are they?

Hobbies?

How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

Religion?

Superstitions or views on the occult?

Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

How do they express love?

If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

YES PLZ

Why not? I’m sick of answering serious questions.

theanimalblog: Lions These remind me of my own cubs…...

fragmentedquailsoul — Fri, 27 Apr 2012 12:14:42 -0400

theanimalblog:

Lions

These remind me of my own cubs… -Mansa

studiojfishart: Here is my watercolor painted poster for the NW...

fragmentedquailsoul — Thu, 26 Apr 2012 21:44:24 -0400

studiojfishart:

Here is my watercolor painted poster for the NW Film Center’s presentation of Princess Mononoke, part of their “Castles In The Sky” festival.

Check out the other great re-imagined posters from my colleagues:

NAUSICAÄ OF THE VALLEY OF THE WIND by Zack Soto

CASTLE IN THE SKY by Jennifer Parks

MY NEIGHBOR TOTORO by Joëlle Jones

HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE by Sloane Leong

Hey Kuruk, this made me think of you and your Lifealope obsession! -Mei Xui :D

askkuruk: askthefacestealer: askkuruk: askthefacestealer: askkuruk: Meh, Kyoshi’s doing…...

fragmentedquailsoul — Sun, 15 Apr 2012 07:51:20 -0400

askkuruk:

askthefacestealer:

askkuruk:

askthefacestealer:

askkuruk:

Meh, Kyoshi’s doing… something. I don’t really know what.

I don’t mind them, I just don’t spend a lot of time with them. My relationship with Yangchen’s gotten a little better at least since Kyoshi arrived here centuries ago. Roku… we have tea from time to time, but other than that we don’t really talk.

Hm. That’s a shame.

Better since Kyoshi got here? Why’s that?

Why would that be a shame?

We used to fight alot.

Alot, you say?

… Okay, I deserve that.

Lol what is that thing? -Chunjie

When Avatars Overshadow Their Successors...: askkuruk: What happened to the puppies? They stopped following me...

fragmentedquailsoul — Wed, 11 Apr 2012 19:51:49 -0400

When Avatars Overshadow Their Successors...: askkuruk: What happened to the puppies? They stopped following me...:

askkuruk:

askkuruk:

What happened to the puppies? They stopped following me about three days ago.

((I guess they went back to the physical world. Or something sent them back.))

Or something took them.

((Uh-huh. You go ahead with your paranoia, I’ll just be here doing math homework until I have to go…

Wait, Lifealope came to you?….

WHAT WAS IT LIKE? DID IT HAVE LITTLE BLADES OF GRASS GROWING UNDER ITS PAWS OR HOOVES WHEN YOU SAW IT? WHAT FORM WAS IT IN? WAS IT IN KITTY FORM OR DEER FORM OR—

((Kuruk, stop! You and that damn obsession with Lifealope; I don’t think it would like that.))

in deer form, yes grass rew under it’s hooves, and it ate one of my mango tree’s leaves. I tied a ribbon around one of the antlers as a thank you before it went away. :/ -Mariku

askkuruk: What happened to the puppies? They stopped following me about three days ago. ((I guess...

fragmentedquailsoul — Fri, 06 Apr 2012 16:20:00 -0400

askkuruk:

What happened to the puppies? They stopped following me about three days ago.

((I guess they went back to the physical world. Or something sent them back.))

Or something took them.

((Uh-huh. You go ahead with your paranoia, I’ll just be here doing math homework until I have to go back and do another stupid experiment for psychology class…))

You know, it was probably Koh.

((It probably always is.))

Maybe he took them.

((Maybe.))

Why aren’t you concerned?

((For one thing, you didn’t feed them when they were around. I’m pretty sure they’re either dead, Koh took them, or Lifealope came, brought them back to life, and took them back to the physical world.))

… Lifealope was here?

((*headdesk*))

The lifealope brought them back cause they showed up on my doorstep just the other day. The babies love them. -Mariku

@Kuruk

fragmentedquailsoul — Thu, 05 Apr 2012 17:03:42 -0400

(I know…got any ideas on you?)

Kuruk shook Mariku’s head as he sat on her bed. There was about an hour left before Mariku’s prescribed bedtime. Usually the girl simply read or meditated before going to sleep, and said her e ebony prayers. But now Kuruk was in control, and they had to focus on fixing their situation.

(Maybe we should make a list…?)

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku

fragmentedquailsoul — Wed, 04 Apr 2012 15:51:04 -0400

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

“Sure thing,” Kuruk held the books under an arm, thanking Yuya for the lesson with a bow before leaving the hut.

Kuruk returned home, intrigued as he rushed into Mariku’s room to read them. The way Yuya explained how healing works made more sense than how his sifu taught him centuries ago, just…

Mariku was just as engrossed in the material as Kuruk was, and stayed quiet emotion wise as they both read. After about an hour, though, Kuruk closed the book and sat back.

“So,” he said aloud, “Any ideas on how to het us back to normal?”

He had something in mind, but wanted to see if Mariku could think of anything before giving his suggestion. Remembering that he couldn’t exactly hear Mariku, he gave his idea anyway.

“Well, if meditation caused this, perhaps it can reverse the effects,” he stated, sitting up and beginning his breathing exercises. He sensed the difference of chi flow between the two avatars—

“Mariku!”

Kuruk jumped at the yell, hitting his head against the back of the headboard.

“Ow… well that didn’t work out the way I thought it would…”

“Kuruk, are you okay?”

“What?” Kuruk flipped around. Mariku wasn’t behind him obviously, but now, there was certainly something new. “Mariku, say something. Anything.”

(Kuruk? Kuruk, can you hear me?)

Kuruk sighed in relief and Mariku felt his elation.

“Thank the Spirits, I can hear you.”

(Oh good…not being able to talk to you was awful…well, meditating definitely…affects the bond…)

“It’s a shame that we weren’t able to finish the split though,” Kuruk sighed, “Still, it could have been worse. Maybe we’ll try again at a later time; for now let’s see what’s going on. It sounds like your mother’s calling.” He climbed off the bed, walking out of Mariku’s room as he mumbled under his breath, “Hopefully it’s nothing to do with your waterbending teachers.”

Of course, by this point, Mariku knew Kuruk tended to attract bad luck. So when they walked into the living room to see Sakuya sitting on the couch with Ofnook and Yuya, she wasn’t sure whether to be disappointed or angry.

(And of course it has to do with my waterbending teachers…)

She felt Kuruk’s guilt and sighed, mentally praying that he’d figure an excuse that would get them out of trouble.

I should be used to this by now.

Kuruk sighed, smiling at Yuya and Ofnook before looking at Sakuya, “Yes, Mom?”

Sakuya smiled back, side glancing to the two masters beside her. “Ofnook and Yuya are just here to talk about your lessons that you had today.”

“O-kay,” Kuruk turned his head slightly to Ofnook and Yuya. “What about today’s lesson exactly?”

“Your teachers said you were acting…different today,” Sakuya said, “Not like yourself.”

Mariku felt Kuruk’s own nervousness mingling with her own.

“I, Uh…just have stuff on my mind,” Kuruk said as he scratched the back of Mariku’s head, “Nothing major.”

“Mariku…honey, we’ve been talking and if there’s something going on that you wanna tell us-“

As he usually did when feeling on the spot, Kuruk felt himself blushing. He shook Mariku’s head, trying to convey that they were fine but it didn’t seem to be working. At his blush, Sakuya suddenly looked like she figured something out.

“Honey…is it a boy?”

“W-wh-n-no!”

“Mariku,” Ofnook said, a small amused smile on his lips, “You are at that age. If you have a crush on a boy-well there’s nothing wrong with that.”

Yuya nodded.

“I started noticing boys at about your age too,” Yuya said, a wistful smile on her face.

Mariku wanted to die of embarrassment. Not this talk.

Kuruk scoffed, “It’s nothing like that at all.”

“Then what is it?” Ofnook asked.

“It’s— I haven’t been feeling well lately?” He clenched his jaw, trying not to say anything else. Shut up now Kuruk.

“Are you, or is something else wrong?” Sayuka questioned.

Kuruk inhaled, intent on giving an answer. He then exhaled before running to the bathroom complaining that he had to use it. Kuruk looked into the mirror, whispering, “You can help me out you know?”

(I’m thinking!)

Mariku sighed inwardly, trying to think of what her mother and teachers would believe. Kuruk had already ruled out the excuse that there was a boy, and she knew she didn’t want them to find out that she was the avatar-or, in the case of her mother, already knew about it.

“Well?”

(I’ve got nothing. Sorry…best to latch onto the first reasonable excuse they bring up next and roll with it…)

Kuruk threw up Mariku’s hands in reply, quickly pulling them back down as Sakuya called for her again. “I’m coming,” he sighed, leaving the bathroom, but being cautious enough to not slam the door.

“Are you okay?” Sakuya asked as he re-entered the room, feeling Mariku’s forehead, then neck, with the back of her hand.

“Uh, yeah,” Kuruk gave a nod, “I’m feeling a little bit better now.”

“You don’t feel hot or anything,” Sakuya noted.

Kuruk shrugged, “It must be something else.”

Sakuya didn’t look pleased with that. She put a hand on Mariku’s shoulder and looked into her eyes.

“Mariku, you know you can tell me anything, right? I love you.”

“I…I love you too.”

“I just need to know-is anyone in danger of being hurt? This thing on your mind-you’re not being…bullied or anything, are you?”

Kuruk shook Mariku’s head.

“No…”

Sakuya continued staring at her daughter for a moment. Then she sighed, and kissed her on the forehead.

“Okay. You can go.”

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku

fragmentedquailsoul — Tue, 03 Apr 2012 18:04:10 -0400

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

“Sure thing,” Kuruk held the books under an arm, thanking Yuya for the lesson with a bow before leaving the hut.

Kuruk returned home, intrigued as he rushed into Mariku’s room to read them. The way Yuya explained how healing works made more sense than how his sifu taught him centuries ago, just…

Mariku was just as engrossed in the material as Kuruk was, and stayed quiet emotion wise as they both read. After about an hour, though, Kuruk closed the book and sat back.

“So,” he said aloud, “Any ideas on how to het us back to normal?”

He had something in mind, but wanted to see if Mariku could think of anything before giving his suggestion. Remembering that he couldn’t exactly hear Mariku, he gave his idea anyway.

“Well, if meditation caused this, perhaps it can reverse the effects,” he stated, sitting up and beginning his breathing exercises. He sensed the difference of chi flow between the two avatars—

“Mariku!”

Kuruk jumped at the yell, hitting his head against the back of the headboard.

“Ow… well that didn’t work out the way I thought it would…”

“Kuruk, are you okay?”

“What?” Kuruk flipped around. Mariku wasn’t behind him obviously, but now, there was certainly something new. “Mariku, say something. Anything.”

(Kuruk? Kuruk, can you hear me?)

Kuruk sighed in relief and Mariku felt his elation.

“Thank the Spirits, I can hear you.”

(Oh good…not being able to talk to you was awful…well, meditating definitely…affects the bond…)

“It’s a shame that we weren’t able to finish the split though,” Kuruk sighed, “Still, it could have been worse. Maybe we’ll try again at a later time; for now let’s see what’s going on. It sounds like your mother’s calling.” He climbed off the bed, walking out of Mariku’s room as he mumbled under his breath, “Hopefully it’s nothing to do with your waterbending teachers.”

Of course, by this point, Mariku knew Kuruk tended to attract bad luck. So when they walked into the living room to see Sakuya sitting on the couch with Ofnook and Yuya, she wasn’t sure whether to be disappointed or angry.

(And of course it has to do with my waterbending teachers…)

She felt Kuruk’s guilt and sighed, mentally praying that he’d figure an excuse that would get them out of trouble.

I should be used to this by now.

Kuruk sighed, smiling at Yuya and Ofnook before looking at Sakuya, “Yes, Mom?”

Sakuya smiled back, side glancing to the two masters beside her. “Ofnook and Yuya are just here to talk about your lessons that you had today.”

“O-kay,” Kuruk turned his head slightly to Ofnook and Yuya. “What about today’s lesson exactly?”

“Your teachers said you were acting…different today,” Sakuya said, “Not like yourself.”

Mariku felt Kuruk’s own nervousness mingling with her own.

“I, Uh…just have stuff on my mind,” Kuruk said as he scratched the back of Mariku’s head, “Nothing major.”

“Mariku…honey, we’ve been talking and if there’s something going on that you wanna tell us-“

As he usually did when feeling on the spot, Kuruk felt himself blushing. He shook Mariku’s head, trying to convey that they were fine but it didn’t seem to be working. At his blush, Sakuya suddenly looked like she figured something out.

“Honey…is it a boy?”

“W-wh-n-no!”

“Mariku,” Ofnook said, a small amused smile on his lips, “You are at that age. If you have a crush on a boy-well there’s nothing wrong with that.”

Yuya nodded.

“I started noticing boys at about your age too,” Yuya said, a wistful smile on her face.

Mariku wanted to die of embarrassment. Not this talk.

Kuruk scoffed, “It’s nothing like that at all.”

“Then what is it?” Ofnook asked.

“It’s— I haven’t been feeling well lately?” He clenched his jaw, trying not to say anything else. Shut up now Kuruk.

“Are you, or is something else wrong?” Sayuka questioned.

Kuruk inhaled, intent on giving an answer. He then exhaled before running to the bathroom complaining that he had to use it. Kuruk looked into the mirror, whispering, “You can help me out you know?”

(I’m thinking!)

Mariku sighed inwardly, trying to think of what her mother and teachers would believe. Kuruk had already ruled out the excuse that there was a boy, and she knew she didn’t want them to find out that she was the avatar-or, in the case of her mother, already knew about it.

“Well?”

(I’ve got nothing. Sorry…best to latch onto the first reasonable excuse they bring up next and roll with it…)

Hey it’s Ming Xia’s theme song!

fragmentedquailsoul — Tue, 03 Apr 2012 09:20:54 -0400

Hey it’s Ming Xia’s theme song!

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku

fragmentedquailsoul — Tue, 03 Apr 2012 09:06:17 -0400

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

“Sure thing,” Kuruk held the books under an arm, thanking Yuya for the lesson with a bow before leaving the hut.

Kuruk returned home, intrigued as he rushed into Mariku’s room to read them. The way Yuya explained how healing works made more sense than how his sifu taught him centuries ago, just…

Mariku was just as engrossed in the material as Kuruk was, and stayed quiet emotion wise as they both read. After about an hour, though, Kuruk closed the book and sat back.

“So,” he said aloud, “Any ideas on how to het us back to normal?”

He had something in mind, but wanted to see if Mariku could think of anything before giving his suggestion. Remembering that he couldn’t exactly hear Mariku, he gave his idea anyway.

“Well, if meditation caused this, perhaps it can reverse the effects,” he stated, sitting up and beginning his breathing exercises. He sensed the difference of chi flow between the two avatars—

“Mariku!”

Kuruk jumped at the yell, hitting his head against the back of the headboard.

“Ow… well that didn’t work out the way I thought it would…”

“Kuruk, are you okay?”

“What?” Kuruk flipped around. Mariku wasn’t behind him obviously, but now, there was certainly something new. “Mariku, say something. Anything.”

(Kuruk? Kuruk, can you hear me?)

Kuruk sighed in relief and Mariku felt his elation.

“Thank the Spirits, I can hear you.”

(Oh good…not being able to talk to you was awful…well, meditating definitely…affects the bond…)

“It’s a shame that we weren’t able to finish the split though,” Kuruk sighed, “Still, it could have been worse. Maybe we’ll try again at a later time; for now let’s see what’s going on. It sounds like your mother’s calling.” He climbed off the bed, walking out of Mariku’s room as he mumbled under his breath, “Hopefully it’s nothing to do with your waterbending teachers.”

Of course, by this point, Mariku knew Kuruk tended to attract bad luck. So when they walked into the living room to see Sakuya sitting on the couch with Ofnook and Yuya, she wasn’t sure whether to be disappointed or angry.

(And of course it has to do with my waterbending teachers…)

She felt Kuruk’s guilt and sighed, mentally praying that he’d figure an excuse that would get them out of trouble.

I should be used to this by now.

Kuruk sighed, smiling at Yuya and Ofnook before looking at Sakuya, “Yes, Mom?”

Sakuya smiled back, side glancing to the two masters beside her. “Ofnook and Yuya are just here to talk about your lessons that you had today.”

“O-kay,” Kuruk turned his head slightly to Ofnook and Yuya. “What about today’s lesson exactly?”

“Your teachers said you were acting…different today,” Sakuya said, “Not like yourself.”

Mariku felt Kuruk’s own nervousness mingling with her own.

“I, Uh…just have stuff on my mind,” Kuruk said as he scratched the back of Mariku’s head, “Nothing major.”

“Mariku…honey, we’ve been talking and if there’s something going on that you wanna tell us-“

As he usually did when feeling on the spot, Kuruk felt himself blushing. He shook Mariku’s head, trying to convey that they were fine but it didn’t seem to be working. At his blush, Sakuya suddenly looked like she figured something out.

“Honey…is it a boy?”

“W-wh-n-no!”

“Mariku,” Ofnook said, a small amused smile on his lips, “You are at that age. If you have a crush on a boy-well there’s nothing wrong with that.”

Yuya nodded.

“I started noticing boys at about your age too,” Yuya said, a wistful smile on her face.

Mariku wanted to die of embarrassment. Not this talk.

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku

fragmentedquailsoul — Sun, 01 Apr 2012 20:00:13 -0400

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

“Sure thing,” Kuruk held the books under an arm, thanking Yuya for the lesson with a bow before leaving the hut.

Kuruk returned home, intrigued as he rushed into Mariku’s room to read them. The way Yuya explained how healing works made more sense than how his sifu taught him centuries ago, just…

Mariku was just as engrossed in the material as Kuruk was, and stayed quiet emotion wise as they both read. After about an hour, though, Kuruk closed the book and sat back.

“So,” he said aloud, “Any ideas on how to het us back to normal?”

He had something in mind, but wanted to see if Mariku could think of anything before giving his suggestion. Remembering that he couldn’t exactly hear Mariku, he gave his idea anyway.

“Well, if meditation caused this, perhaps it can reverse the effects,” he stated, sitting up and beginning his breathing exercises. He sensed the difference of chi flow between the two avatars—

“Mariku!”

Kuruk jumped at the yell, hitting his head against the back of the headboard.

“Ow… well that didn’t work out the way I thought it would…”

“Kuruk, are you okay?”

“What?” Kuruk flipped around. Mariku wasn’t behind him obviously, but now, there was certainly something new. “Mariku, say something. Anything.”

(Kuruk? Kuruk, can you hear me?)

Kuruk sighed in relief and Mariku felt his elation.

“Thank the Spirits, I can hear you.”

(Oh good…not being able to talk to you was awful…well, meditating definitely…affects the bond…)

“It’s a shame that we weren’t able to finish the split though,” Kuruk sighed, “Still, it could have been worse. Maybe we’ll try again at a later time; for now let’s see what’s going on. It sounds like your mother’s calling.” He climbed off the bed, walking out of Mariku’s room as he mumbled under his breath, “Hopefully it’s nothing to do with your waterbending teachers.”

Of course, by this point, Mariku knew Kuruk tended to attract bad luck. So when they walked into the living room to see Sakuya sitting on the couch with Ofnook and Yuya, she wasn’t sure whether to be disappointed or angry.

(And of course it has to do with my waterbending teachers…)

She felt Kuruk’s guilt and sighed, mentally praying that he’d figure an excuse that would get them out of trouble.

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku

fragmentedquailsoul — Sat, 31 Mar 2012 16:57:02 -0400

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku:

askkuruk:

avatarmarikuandthemyriad:

askkuruk:

“Sure thing,” Kuruk held the books under an arm, thanking Yuya for the lesson with a bow before leaving the hut.

Kuruk returned home, intrigued as he rushed into Mariku’s room to read them. The way Yuya explained how healing works made more sense than how his sifu taught him centuries ago, just…

Mariku was just as engrossed in the material as Kuruk was, and stayed quiet emotion wise as they both read. After about an hour, though, Kuruk closed the book and sat back.

“So,” he said aloud, “Any ideas on how to het us back to normal?”

He had something in mind, but wanted to see if Mariku could think of anything before giving his suggestion. Remembering that he couldn’t exactly hear Mariku, he gave his idea anyway.

“Well, if meditation caused this, perhaps it can reverse the effects,” he stated, sitting up and beginning his breathing exercises. He sensed the difference of chi flow between the two avatars—

“Mariku!”

Kuruk jumped at the yell, hitting his head against the back of the headboard.

“Ow… well that didn’t work out the way I thought it would…”

“Kuruk, are you okay?”

“What?” Kuruk flipped around. Mariku wasn’t behind him obviously, but now, there was certainly something new. “Mariku, say something. Anything.”

(Kuruk? Kuruk, can you hear me?)

Kuruk sighed in relief and Mariku felt his elation.

“Thank the Spirits, I can hear you.”

(Oh good…not being able to talk to you was awful…well, meditating definitely…affects the bond…)

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku

fragmentedquailsoul — Fri, 30 Mar 2012 17:01:35 -0400

Ask Avatar Kuruk: @Mariku:

askkuruk:

“Sure thing,” Kuruk held the books under an arm, thanking Yuya for the lesson with a bow before leaving the hut.

Kuruk returned home, intrigued as he rushed into Mariku’s room to read them. The way Yuya explained how healing works made more sense than how his sifu taught him centuries ago, just…

Mariku was just as engrossed in the material as Kuruk was, and stayed quiet emotion wise as they both read. After about an hour, though, Kuruk closed the book and sat back.

“So,” he said aloud, “Any ideas on how to het us back to normal?”

marikunin: LOOK WHAT I GOT IN THE MAIL TODAY. look, it’s...

fragmentedquailsoul — Thu, 29 Mar 2012 18:43:53 -0400

marikunin:

LOOK WHAT I GOT IN THE MAIL TODAY.

look, it’s me! In plush form! -Mariku