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|On the Run|
April 13, 2013
"He tried to kill me!" Neru yelled as the medics carried him away.
Naera sat with a blanket round her shoulders. Wulon had put it there to keep her warm in the cold night.
"Some boyfriend you turned out to be," she muttered under her breath.
Gre was twitching. "Hey, Gre, calm down," she whispered.
"There's nothing wrong with being an earthbender."
"Yes there is," he shot back, but left before saying any more.
By dawn, Kero had finally stopped running. The bag on his back was full of dried meats and a tent; a brand-new dagger was on his hip. He'd circled back around into the house and grabbed his money before booking it.
"Will Naera tell them to look for me here?" he said to himself.
He decided that it was worth the risk.
The tent went up easily and the meat was good. Kero sat back.
A night of waking up a shopkeeper and running finally got to him and his eyes closed.
When they opened, the sun was all the way up in the sky. He got to his feet with a rough crawl out of the tent.
"Well, I have a day to go," he whispered under his breath. Uneasily, he looked around and saw that the beach was just that--a stony beach. There was no one in sight. Reaching inside, he grabbed a fishing pole.
Wulon was frowning so hard that Gre almost said something about it. Mr. Re had come to pick up Naera a few hours before, and the whole family was at the hospital for Neru. Except for Wulon, no-one had seen what had happened. So far, nobody had thought to ask of how Naera survived the three-story fall, either.
He put one hand on Gre's shoulder. "When Neru comes to, tell him that I saw the whole thing and he'd better keep his mouth shut." He glanced thoughtfully out of the waiting room window. "Meanwhile, I have a house call to make."
Naera paced her room. Mr. Re stroked his chin but said nothing.
"What do I do, Grandfather?"
He glanced at her. "Go after him. It's the only thing you can do."
The door was opened without a knock.
"Wulon," Naera said after she got over her surprise.
"I heard what your Grandfather said. He's right."
"Well, that's gratifying," Mr. Re interjected. "Why did you come here?"
"Kero told me to look after Naera. I was considering escorting her to wherever she thought Kero would be."
Mr. Re and Wulon both looked expectedly at Naera.
"How am I supposed to know?" she asked defensively.
They kept looking at her.
She sighed. "Fine. I think I know where he'd be. Let me get a few things."
Kero jumped and yelled when Wulon's hand touched his shoulder.
"Pay more attention, brother."
"Yeah, sure thing." Then Kero noticed Naera and his eyes bugged out. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm coming with you, genius," Naera remarked.
The fishing boat put in. Three minutes later it was in full sail, going away from the Fire Nation.
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