avatarnation

"...first off, you can't be addicted to a person," Athens stated, his inner knowledge shinning though on this rare occasion. "And what do you mean 'old'? She's less than a year older than you, you know. She clocked in at twelve years at the War's End. It's been less than a year since, Zay. Now, i never got the news of Avatar Aang's abrupt death, but i know plenty about Time itself." Athens said. "Are we really going to go through the whole 'Your not the Avatar! Yes I am! No Your not! Yes! No! Yes! No! Yes! No! Yes! N-" Athens raised his fist and a plume of sand flew up behind him. "Oops. Happens sometimes. I start to bend subconscoisly under stress. My hand movements are registered by my chakara as attempts to bend. It's a common trait where i come from." Athens explained, sinking the plume back into the ground.