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Fandom Post Office - Thursday 3/22

Katara got to the post office bright and early.

Which actually meant that she had gotten distracted by taking the long way that included going to the beach to town and had to run to make it to the post office before nine.

Still she was happy to see that the place hadn't burned down over the past week and waved to Gladys happily. After she opened the doors and made sure the stamps and letters and writing supplies were in the right spot, she started an inspection to make sure all the mail had stayed dry. Because she took her duties as Assistant Postmaster In Charge of Dryness seriously.

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She's around all day though she might be in the back. Exploring.

Annette walked in, a huge vase of flowers in her hand, and a wrapped box in the other.

"Hey! Anyone around?"

Katara called from the back. "Hi! Welcome to the Post Office! I'll be-" CRASH! "Umm, right there."

Annette giggled and winced immediately. Her stupid nose was hurting worse today. How is that possible even? And when she looked in the mirror? Wow. It was uglier too. Dangit.

"Take your time!" She called out, not wanting to be a pain and demand attention right away. Cause she's nice like that.

Katara got herself out from under the flood of boxes that had cascaded down upon her and came out into the front of the post office with a grin. Which faded shortly when she saw Annette.

"Annette! What happened?" Her hand had automatically gone back to her waterskin as she hurried over.

"Hi, Katara!" Annette smiled and waved and thought Katara was talking about something else. Cause Annette looked tired, felt tired, and was slightly pale. Dumb beer.

"Uhh, late night at Caritas?"

She frowned, drawing a flow of water out of the skin. "Someone hit you at Caritas? Who?"

She was already planning revenge, yes.

Annette raised her brows, "Oh, you heard about that?" She was snoozing by the time the radio broadcast aired last night.

"I didn't get hit, but this stupid idiot thought he could manhandle me. Dick punched him in the nose and bloodied it up." She smiled. "Dick is my boyfriend." Cause it was important to point that out.

She watched Katara with the water. "What are you doing, Katara, cause that looks really pretty."

"Then how did you get hurt?" Katara asked, disregarding most of what Annette had said in her concern about the injury. She looked down at the water in her hand almost surprised it was there. "I can heal you. So it doesn't hurt anymore."

The light went on. "Oooh, my nose!" Annette frowned and reached her hand up to tentatively touch at the bridge. "I accidentally got hit in the nose with a baseball." She grinned a little and watched the water play over Katara's hand. "That is so neat, and so pretty. And I forgot you can heal. Cally reminded me but then I forgot again. I would love that, Katara. Will the ugly colors go away too?"

Katara nodded and as she reached up to barely touch Annette's face, the water swirled to completely cover her hand then glow bright water as she started to concentrate on feeling the sluggish chi and convincing it to move again and heal the bruising.

She lowered her hand slowly and looked closely at Annette. "That looks better. There's still a bit of bruising, but it'll go away probably by tomorrow."

Annette closed her eyes when Katara brought her hand to her face, but she could see the glowing behind her closed lids. And it was strange...the deep hurt of her bruised nose started to lighten and go away.

When Katara spoke to her, she opened her eyes and reached up to touch her nose. The look on her face was one of wonderment. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Well, that's what happens when things are fixed," Katara said with a bit of amusement.

True to his word, Chad stopped in to visit the best roommate ever at her new awesome job to mail a letter to Orihime ~~despite being on SP-of-DOOOM mode~~. "How's it goin', Katara?" he asked.

"Excellent!" Katara replied bouncily. "Nothing untoward has happened. Which is kinda worrisome really."

"Want I should cause something untoward?" he offered.

"Yes! As long as you don't put out Gladys' fire!" Katara said.

Chad nodded. No putting out Gladys' fire. Got it.

But then Chad realized that he didn't know what sort of untoward events he could cause. It had been a while since he did things like that. He looked around a little.

He found a stack of paper.

He pushed it off the counter.

...Such a rebel.

Katara giggled then pretended to be horrified. "Oh no!"

Chad rolled up the sleeves of his shirt a little bit to emphasise his complete bad-ass-ness. "Untoward enough?" he asked. "Should I kick them around a little?"

"I don't think I could stand it!" Katara said mock-dramatically. "Next you'll be telling me you'll dispose of them improperly!"

Chad leaned in toward Katara for a moment, whispering, "What exactly would be improper disposal of them?"

Because he didn't know.

She had to think for a second then grinned and whispered back. "In the mailboxes."

Chad nodded gravely and then bent over to pick up the papers. He clutched them messily in his hand as he strided over to the mailboxes with dire intent, and shoved them all into one of the mailslots.

"Ha."

There was another gasp as Katara tried not to giggle too much. "I'm SHOCKED, SHOCKED that you would do such an untoward thing!" she exclaimed.

Chad grunted, nodding as he inspected his dastardly deed. "You don't mess," he said, "with the Chad."

...Okay, even he couldn't stay stoic after that. Another grunt, this one a laughing one, and he grinned at Katara a little.

She couldn't contain her giggles anymore and grinned back. "You have done your good - I mean HORRIBLE - deed for the day, my friend."

Which, of course, garnered the good ol' Thumbs-Up

"Totally the best roomie ever," Katara said. "Speaking of which - sorta - your music was really fun last night."

"Yeah?" Chad's head tilted a little and he went back over to Katara at the counter, leaning on it a little (carefully). "You liked it?"

"There was so much energy," she said. "I like it."

"Another fan in the making," Chad grinned a little, a satisfied, proud sort. "Awesome. Y'sure it's not jus' 'cause you're biased?"

She grinned back, pleased with his satisfaction. "I'm not biased! ...well, maybe a little, but definitely not enough to affect my judgement."

"Good," Chad nodded. "M'glad."

"Me too. I'll have to go next time you play though. Just to make sure," she teased.

Chad nodded. "Wouldn't want to think it was just a fluke."

"Exactly," she agreed with a nod in return.

Or Gladys is here to be modded.

Just don't put her fire out.

That, apparently, is bad.

Send a letter.

But not a hand.

Sokka came in and hung out by the mailboxes for a while. He smiled a huge, stupid grin at Katara any time she looked at him, and in general was unobtrusive in as annoying a way as he knew how.

And he completely abused his free postage by mailing several blank sheets of paper to himself.

Katara wrinkled her nose at him. "Where's your furry friend?" ~~not dirty omg~~

"In my room," Sokka answered, and waved. "How's work?" he asked.

"I like it best when people come by," she said with a grin. "Otherwise it's kinda boring and nothing at all like work at home."

"We never had to clerk a counter at home," Sokka pointed out with a smirk. "I'll bet shopkeepers and things in cities back home are just as bored."

She leaned against the counter, propping her head on her hand. "Okay, good point. Still."

"Except cabbage vendors," Sokka mused to himself. "Those never seem bored when we go by."

Katara's going to try very hard not to flood the place. She promises.

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