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[Avatar] with fierce electric fire (group gen)
Title: with fierce electric fire
Fandom: Avatar
Length: 574 words
Prompt: Given a fandom, I will write a modern-day or no-powers AU.
Pairing: gen
Other: Cyberpunk AU. A rewrite of the Western Air Temple episode.
Excerpt: When Toph hobbled into camp, hours late and hands empty, even Sokka looked up from his netbook to see what was going on.
When Toph hobbled into camp, hours late and hands empty, even Sokka looked up from his netbook to see what was going on. Her face was dirty and her t-shirt was ripped. She looked like she'd seen the wrong side of a fight, and that was so unusual that Sokka didn't even remember to save before he jumped up to see what was wrong.
"What happened? Was it Zuko?" Aang's face was oddly dark. He fussed with the ballcap that he still wasn't used to wearing as Katara helped Toph find a seat on one of the abandoned lawn chairs they'd rescued.
"Yeah," Toph said reluctantly, feeling for the chair beneath her. "Well, sort of... I went to see him last night."
She reached into her pocket and pulled out her reader, and the screen was disturbingly dark. "You think this is permanently fried, Sugar Queen?" she asked, offering it to the air and waiting for Katara to take it from her. Toph hunched her shoulders miserably. Sokka couldn't resist a gasp. That reader, painstakingly built and customized, was one of a kind, and the sole reason that Toph could get around on her own without Braille or a cane; she often joked that it was as good as seeing to her. It had a special camera that recorded the shapes of things around her, and it was always whispering this knowledge in her ear, allowing her to move with confidence. Plus, without the reader, there was no way for her to code comfortably; dictation was a disaster. They needed Toph in order to crack Fire Nation security. They needed her knowledge and expertise, and there would be no way to replace that reader without going back to her parents, getting a new one (quite an expensive investment), and customizing it all over again. They just didn't have that kind of time.
Like Katara had said, they just couldn't deal with a currentbender, even if Aang needed to learn how to do it. They couldn't afford the danger.
Katara took the device and shut her eyes, running her thumb over the back. "It's not great," she said finally. "Give me a couple days and I'll see if I can clear out the circuitry." They all breathed sighs of relief. It wasn't the first time that they'd been glad to have a master repairbender in their midst.
"I can't believe he did that! After that speech about how he wanted to help us? Was that all a lie? Why would he?" Aang said, uncharacteristically angry.
"He -- I think he was just trying to defend himself. He couldn't see me in the dark." Toph fisted her hands in her lap. It was strange not to see them moving over the keys of her reader, stranger still not to hear the bare whispering sounds that escaped her earbuds. She tucked the end of the headphones into her sweatshirt and pulled the hood over her ears. She looked frustrated.
"We have to do something about this," Sokka declared. It wasn't long until the power outage. They had to be ready by then. Aang nodded decisively. Katara did too, her fingers still tracing the circuits of Toph's device.
Thus resolved, they turned as one to the door of the ruined office building -- and met the dark eyes of Lightsaber Man.
Fandom: Avatar
Length: 574 words
Prompt: Given a fandom, I will write a modern-day or no-powers AU.
Pairing: gen
Other: Cyberpunk AU. A rewrite of the Western Air Temple episode.
Excerpt: When Toph hobbled into camp, hours late and hands empty, even Sokka looked up from his netbook to see what was going on.
When Toph hobbled into camp, hours late and hands empty, even Sokka looked up from his netbook to see what was going on. Her face was dirty and her t-shirt was ripped. She looked like she'd seen the wrong side of a fight, and that was so unusual that Sokka didn't even remember to save before he jumped up to see what was wrong.
"What happened? Was it Zuko?" Aang's face was oddly dark. He fussed with the ballcap that he still wasn't used to wearing as Katara helped Toph find a seat on one of the abandoned lawn chairs they'd rescued.
"Yeah," Toph said reluctantly, feeling for the chair beneath her. "Well, sort of... I went to see him last night."
She reached into her pocket and pulled out her reader, and the screen was disturbingly dark. "You think this is permanently fried, Sugar Queen?" she asked, offering it to the air and waiting for Katara to take it from her. Toph hunched her shoulders miserably. Sokka couldn't resist a gasp. That reader, painstakingly built and customized, was one of a kind, and the sole reason that Toph could get around on her own without Braille or a cane; she often joked that it was as good as seeing to her. It had a special camera that recorded the shapes of things around her, and it was always whispering this knowledge in her ear, allowing her to move with confidence. Plus, without the reader, there was no way for her to code comfortably; dictation was a disaster. They needed Toph in order to crack Fire Nation security. They needed her knowledge and expertise, and there would be no way to replace that reader without going back to her parents, getting a new one (quite an expensive investment), and customizing it all over again. They just didn't have that kind of time.
Like Katara had said, they just couldn't deal with a currentbender, even if Aang needed to learn how to do it. They couldn't afford the danger.
Katara took the device and shut her eyes, running her thumb over the back. "It's not great," she said finally. "Give me a couple days and I'll see if I can clear out the circuitry." They all breathed sighs of relief. It wasn't the first time that they'd been glad to have a master repairbender in their midst.
"I can't believe he did that! After that speech about how he wanted to help us? Was that all a lie? Why would he?" Aang said, uncharacteristically angry.
"He -- I think he was just trying to defend himself. He couldn't see me in the dark." Toph fisted her hands in her lap. It was strange not to see them moving over the keys of her reader, stranger still not to hear the bare whispering sounds that escaped her earbuds. She tucked the end of the headphones into her sweatshirt and pulled the hood over her ears. She looked frustrated.
"We have to do something about this," Sokka declared. It wasn't long until the power outage. They had to be ready by then. Aang nodded decisively. Katara did too, her fingers still tracing the circuits of Toph's device.
Thus resolved, they turned as one to the door of the ruined office building -- and met the dark eyes of Lightsaber Man.