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Test Drive Meme

	♥ 1. Where did you come from? You may not know anyone else on the boat, but you've all got one thing in common; you're headed to Republic City. ♥ 2. It's your first day in Republic City. You might wanna get a job lined up or you'll be living on the streets. ♥ 3. You're the new person in the city. You gotta make some friends, right? Go find someone and strike up a conversation.
	♦ 4. Feeling a little crafty? Maybe you could make a quick yuan. Sell information for money or do a little threatening. ♦ 5. Vines. Vines everywhere! They're like the heads of a hydra. What are you going to do about the vines that just invaded your apartment? ♦ 6. Triads, Equalists... thugs in general. Welcome to the aftermath of losing a fight. Are you gonna go find a healer or are you gonna tough it out?
	♣ 7. You've got a job. What is it? How are you going to get customers? You better get some soon. More customers equals more money. ♣ 8. You're a bender, right? Then you better practice it. What's that? Oh, a non-bender? You can still find a partner to spar with, right? ♣ 9. It's late. Have a drink at the pub! Get to know one another. Let it all flow freely!
	♠ 10. Yeah! You've got a driver's license! Everyone else better watch out... ♠ 11. Entertainment's just rolled on into the city! Watch the ostrich-horses race or the acrobats perform. Or maybe you're one of them! ♠ 12. It's a long line at whatever vendor you're at. Make small talk with nearby civilians or try and haggle the vendor down to a better price.
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1) With his eyes closed, Bumi stands at the bow of the ship. His eyes are closed for many reasons but the two most important ones are these:

With his eyes closed he can almost pretend like hes flying.
And.
Because the captain of the particular vessel couldn't steer his way out of a wet paper bag, and it's hurting Bumi to watch.

"Civilians," he say through gritted teeth.

-Or-

12) There's just something so freeing about being lost in a crowd of people. Bumi will always have complicated feelings about being Avatar Aang and Master Katara's non-bender child, but even he has to admit being able to anonymously stand in a line for Rush Pro-Bending tickets is pretty fantastic. Certainly not something Tenzin could ever do, not that he'd want to. Bumi, on the other hand, has always had a great love for the game, and makes it a point to see one every time he happens to be on leave in the Greater Republic City area.

-Or-

9) No trip home is complete without a trip to the pub. And no trip to the pub is complete without time spent in the smoke filled back room where the old and salty play Pai Sho for hours on end. Bumi's just wiped the floor with his most recent opponent, and so there's an empty spot at his table.

[Yuri's a young whipper snapper compared to most of the guys back here, but here is anyway. Plopping down in the seat right across from Bumi.]

Hey, old man. Up for another game?

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[Bumi sizes the kid up, then lifts up the sake carafe to his right, and gives it a little shake. Seemingly pleased with the amount of drink still left inside he smiles.]

Always. Make yourself at home, stranger.

Thanks.

[Yuri sets up the board again and then makes his move.]

So you're pretty good at this game, huh?

[Bumi half shrugs, but manages to keep his lop-sided half grin in place while he does so.]

I've been known to win some games every now and again. You?

Naw. Sitting around playing games isn't really my style.

[But then he could be bluffing.]

Oh? Do you prefer standing, because...if that would make you more comfortable, by all means.

[He slides his first tile.]

[Did someone say Pai Sho? After a few days in town, he caught wind of some places to play in the city. So one night after working in the tea shop, he went to see if there was anyone to play with. It was good to see some things were timeless.

Perhaps he could talk with the tea shop owner about putting in a board.]

May I have the next game?

[Bumi, who'd been distractedly rearranging his tiles the way a card sharp would a deck of well used cards...freezes.

There's only one person who has that particular voice, and Bumi hasn't heard it in at least forty years. He was in his early twenties when he attended the State Funeral held for Iroh.

He looks up from his tiles very slowly, eyes wide with shock...and if we're honest, a little bit of fear.]

...rutting bagermoles.

[The look in the other man's face was confusing, to say the least. Did he know him in this time? He almost asked if he knew him, or was supposed to. But that was the wrong question in this place. Two words needed to be changed.]

Do you know me?

[Soundlessly Bumi nods his head twice.
It'll take him another five count to find the right words.]

You're General Iroh. I wasn't...because you're...

[He jumps to his feet and stands almost at attention.]

I'd be honored if you'd join me.

[He wondered from the uniform but the positioning as he jumped to his feet all but confirmed it. The man did appear to be a soldier. Still, he held up a hand and smiled.]

Please, sit, the pleasure is mine. Playing Pai Sho with someone new is one of the many gifts life still offers me.

[As he spoke, he lowered himself into the seat directly across the board.]

[Bumi sits, and in sitting realizes he has half a carafe of wine still on the table. Nervous he looks from the wine, to Iroh, and then back to the wine.]

I'm retired.

[He offers this quickly, so as to explain why it's okay for him to be somewhat out of uniform...and drinking.]

Then that makes two of us. I do not judge a man by the contents of his glass, but by the contents of his character. [Yeah, he noticed that nervous look at the wine.

Then he gestures to the board.]

Would you like the first move?

[That seems to settle him down somewhat, though...this can't possibly be REAL, right? A real thing that's happening? Can it?]

I wouldn't dream of it, you take the first move. If memory serves I'm going to need any advantage I can get.

If you insist, it would be my honor.

[He couldn't help laughing a little as he collected his tiles to set them up on the board. No White Lotus code shenanigans here, even if he did carry that particular tile around with him everywhere. Just a friendly game today, but he'd play to win.]

[It was a good move. The perfect choice for a master player to deploy right out of the gate. Seemingly innocuous, and yet belying a greater strategy.

Or perhaps Bumi was over thinking this.
He raises a single bushy eyebrow as he considers where his first tile will go, and seems genuinely pleased when he finally makes his decision. He's just about to take a drink from his cup when he realizes he hasn't offered any to his guest.]

Care to join me?

[He gives the small carafe a swirl, indicating there's more than enough wine left for two, should Iroh have any interest in that sort of thing.]

[He studies he board, but looks up early at the question. Iroh considers the offer for a moment, almost refuses politely, but a little won't hurt.]

I am not much of a wine drinker, but perhaps a little tonight will do no harm.

[A minute's careful study of the board and another tile slides out.]

[Bumi, who always has an extra cup on hand, just in case, sets to pouring as Iroh moves.

Only when it's his turn does he ask.]

Do you remember me at all?

[He'll consider his next move as Iroh answers.]

Thank you.

[He bowed his head in thanks as Bumi pours.]

I'm sorry, but I do not. Though I wouldn't mind getting to know you again.

We met many years ago, when I was just a kid. My father, mother and I would come and visit you in Ba Sing Se.

[The narration has no idea how old Iroh is comparison to Bumi's 60 some odd years of age.

Bumi, for his part, carefully chooses the next time to place. It's a risky move, and not one often played, but then...Bumi never did like to play things safe.]

[Ohoho! Such a bold move, and definitely not one he expected to see.]

Ahhh. So you've been to the Jasmine Dragon?

[The pride and joy of his later life, even if it always came second to his nephew and friends. Though he does hope business is doing well there, even if he's assuming he's not around to run the place anymore.

Iroh's next move, however, is built on a favored strategy, keeping closer to defensive positions and waiting to strike at an opportune moment.]

I have! Many times over the years. Always the best brew in the city, if not the Earth Kingdom. I'd say the world, but there was this upstart in the Fire Nation that gave it a run for its money for a while there.

[Bumi smirks at his own joke, but the smirk is short-lived. What with the move Iroh just made.

The calm before the storm, that move is.]</small.

I would be most grateful for competition, knowing someone else in the world feels so passionately for tea to brew it to perfection.

[He finally takes a small sip of wine. Not quite to his liking, but not terrible either. Tea is definitely preferred.]

May I know my host's name after he is done pondering his next move?

[Bumi's brow is furrowed, his face a mask of pure concentration.]

Maybe.

[He says it almost absently.]

But depending on how horribly this next move sets me up, I may give a false name. It might be the only way to hide my shame.

[Here he looks up and offers Iroh a smirk, before looking down again. He picks up a tile, slowly raises it over the board. One might think, by the way he's carrying on, that the tile could up and explode at the slightest mis-jostle. Eventually though, he finds it a home.

A good home. Not the best home by any stretch of the imagination, but...it's decent. Okay, it's not great.

Bumi exhales, bomb defused. He looks up and offers his forearm for clasping in the traditional Water Tribe style.]

Bumi. Commander Bumi.

Commander Bumi | Canon | OTA

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9 :3c

I am Jack's wild muppety flail

awww, his muse bit me out of nowhere last night :'D

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