[h3][center][b][color=0076a3]Rikuo of the Northern Water Tribe[/color][/b][/center][/h3]
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Rikuo noticed the commotion in the market of Ba Sing Se. As he squeezed through the crowd, he saw it. He was there just in time to see it. It was him. There was no mistaking that jet black hair, that face and that outfit. He'd be damned if he didn't know who it was. Though he wanted to think that it wasn't, but he only let out an exasperated sigh. He watched the boy disappear into the alleyway and he shook his head.

[color=0076a3]"I can't believe it. That kid's in trouble again..."[/color]

He began rethinking what had happened in the past few days that led to this moment of his life. Around a week ago, he was simply travelling between kingdoms still in search for more benders. He had cataloged a lot of them in his journals - having to buy one every so often because it keeps running out of pages. He had just exited the kingdom of Omashu. He always enjoyed the sight of Omashu and their intricate mail system. 

In his stay there, he had managed to finally convince someone to explain to him how they thought up the idea. It needed a lot of Earth benders, sure, but it was quick and efficient. After all, these packages can't be carried by a falcon like his. At least you wouldn't need to lug something around to take to your friend at the opposite side of the district right? 

After that, he decided that maybe he should head over to the Fire Nation. Sure, that place was a little bit too hot but he had heard of the fire performers that were on the rise and decided to see what he can learn from them. However, Jinyu had arrived carrying a letter. It was the response his parents had given to him. They detailed how a young man, a Water bender, had returned to the Northern Water Tribe in search for his parents. They then decided that maybe Rikuo wanted to meet this person.

He did. He was then informed that he was most likely headed for Ba Sing Se. And so he decided to change course and head for the Impenetrable City. He wondered what kind of young man this was. They never gave him a name so he was certainly in for a surprise. Only after a short while, he found himself at the present time. 

Mallo was once again in trouble with the Earth Kingdom. From what he was hearing, apparently the guy had stolen some food. He groaned once more as he squeezed through the crowd and walked behind the soldiers who were chasing after him. Now what should he do? Should he offer to pay? No, he might not have enough money for that. He certainly couldn't leave that kid alone. Fight then? Gah, this was difficult.

Rikuo arrived just in time to hear Mallo claim that he was the Avatar. He narrowed his eyes at the male. The Avatar? Him? No, impossible. Could it be? Whatever, that didn't matter right now. 

Taking the hilt, he inserted it into his pouch and took it out, a stream of water following. He then raised the whip and sent it to destroy the rock hand that immobilized Mallo. [color=0076a3]"Come now, can't we be a bit more civilized? Let's talk this out. Have Mallo pay in labor perhaps?"[/color] He said but kept his water whip active just in case it goes ugly. He didn't prefer it, but if it had to happen, then he had no choice.

He should really stop involving himself with this idiot of a kid.