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[It was the sound of birds that woke Asami up, not an unusual sound, but not one she heard terribly often in her room at the Sato Mansion either. On the Air Temple Island though they were probably quite normal, she thought to herself as she shifted a bit, pressing her fingers into the grass under her hands and-

[What?]

[Her eyes opened with a start and she sat up, frowning at...the forest around her. Trees, and in the distance the sound of what might be people... The birds had all gone still at the sudden motion, but as she sat there, they began to chirp and tweet again, and the sound seemed to draw Asami from her shock. Where was she? How did she get here and what was she wearing?!]

[She plucked at the front of the white cotton sundress...not exactly terrible but not her style in any way, and a quick search of the area around her revealed her own clothing sitting in a pile on the ground nearby. Someone had undressed her, dressed her in this dress, dumped her in the woods of what looked like the earth kingdom and then...left her clothing for her? Because that made sense.]

[A quick search of the area revealed no one anywhere near the clearing she had woken up in, and once she was (relatively) satisfied, she scooped up her clothing and ducked behind a tree to change. But her attempt to remove the sundress had the fabric tugging on the strange, violet wings she hadn't noticed before, eliciting a startled noise of pain and surprise followed by a few minutes of examining them with her hands and what little she could see by turning her head. She had wings. What the hell was going on!?]

[A few minutes of changing and adjustment had her in her usual pants and the undershirt she typically wore beneath her coat, the back low enough that they were pressing lightly against the bottom of her wings but not enough to cause anything too uncomfortable. Except every time the fabric shifted the wings fluttered, which tickled and ached and that was...strange enough. She'd have to leave her jacket off until she found someone who could get whatever had happened to her reversed...]

[So she hung her jacket and the sundress over her arm as she started off towards the sounds she had heard.]

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[It's a few hours later when she appears on the notebooks, sitting on the edge of a fountain in the town, the book resting on her knee. Someone she met has shown her the basics of it, and while she gets it, she's not really certain she actually understands it. So there is a view of her face leaning over, peering down at the page, her black hair hanging down and framing her for a moment before she...turns the notebook over suddenly, giving anyone watching a view of her pants-clad knee.]

...Is it working? Doesn't make any sense, it's just paper but...

[Her voice is muffled as she speaks to herself, and after a second the notebook flips back over and she frowns at the page again.]

I guess it is. Uhm. Hello! [She waves at the page for a moment then frowns, using her hand to brush her hair behind her ear before she forces it into her lap.] Assuming anyone can actually see this, I'm Asami Sato. I just...woke up in the woods, which apparently isn't as strange as I thought it was?

Right. Uh. Anyway.

People said I should say hello, so. That's what I'm doing. I feel kind of silly talking to a book but I suppose if it's doing what they said it would, I shouldn't...

Not that I can tell, of course.

[She picks up the book from her lap and gives it a little shake, which has her image bouncing around before she holds it a bit further away from her body, her head tilting to the side.]

...How do these work, anyway?

[ooc: Asami will be wandering around town looking at everything and trying to find a phone, so she can be most anywhere for runnings-into!]

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[Asami just looks sad at that. She doesn't want anyone else to go through anything like what she was dealing with.]

Yeah. But I mean if he is...I don't know. He's dead when I come from, and he's a little kid here!

[The other girl's sympathy doesn't go missed, but Zatanna can't comment on it. Not if she wants to avoid crying, which she does; breaking down in front of a stranger isn't on her agenda for today, thanks.]

He must've been pulled from a different time. That happened to my friend and I too; I'm from a day into the future for her. Which is insane, because she's been here two months, but for me she hasn't been gone at all.

Mm. I don't understand how any of this can possibly work. The mechanics of it are impossible.

Kind of the same way that waking up with wings is impossible?

I don't think it matters if we understand it or not. It's happening, and we have to deal with it.

[Asami smiles in a frustrated, self-depreciating sort of way.]

I'm not very good at that.

I don't think most people would be, especially with something like--this. [She waves a hand in the air, a circular gesture meant to mean "everything."]

So, next best thing. How do you normally vent frustration?

...I race my father's cars.

But I haven't even seen a car here.

[Huh. Now that she thinks about it...]

You know, I haven't either? Not even a motorbike. And other things, like phones, although I guess the journals make up for those.

Nothing even similar.

[She's actually a little worried about that.]

I suppose I won't be racing anytime soon.

Well, hold on. There was something I heard about...

[It takes Zatanna a second, and flipping back a few pages.]

Right! The Battle Dome. You're supposed to be able to make simulations or something there.

...The what?

[Asami hasn't gotten very far in the guide yet.]

The Battle Dome. You’re supposed to be able to create simulations there. It sounds a lot like a virtual reality game or something, so it could be pretty cool. And maybe you’d be able to make a race track or something.

...I'm not quite sure what most of that means but I will have to go and see.

[She wasn't going to turn down a chance for a race track.]

I guess video games aren’t big in the world of benders? [Huh. Zatanna’s not really sure just how to explain it without making that particular analogy.]

I guess—think of it as an illusion? But one that’s solid and real. At least, if it lives up to the hype.

I will definitely have to see, then. It certainly sounds fantastic.

Just like everything else around here. [For differing connotations of the word “fantastic,” anyway.] I hope it works out for you.

Yes. Like wings. [It always comes back to wings.]

It was nice meeting you though. As much as this counts.

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