Snippet #2010193

Walking down the streets of the slum Shizuko began to wonder. Was this all that there was to life? With her being a master waterbender she could seriously go and fight for the ProBenders, take back what rightfully belongs to them. At least try to make peace. She always had the Northern Water Tribes in case she wanted to leave this place. But that would mean leaving her dad and her little sister Rie. And she was not about to do that. They meant the world to her. She couldn't think of the hard work that her mother had put into creating peace. But as soon as she died everything seemed to go down hill. The new Avatar hadn't even appeared yet. From what she knew the avatar could be in hiding. But there were many places it could be.

Being greeted by many of the people from the slums gave her some comfort. She was known to heal those who couldn't pay for medicine or treatment, thus gaining the nick name "The Healer" around the slums. As she was walking she felt a drop on her head, then a second one. No later did rain started pouring down. She raised her hand and the rain above her fell to the sides leaving her dry. She knew that Neo Benders were around and they didn't dare attack her in public. Walking into the nearest place Shizuko breathed in. She was going to have to wait until the rain went away. Looking around she noticed she had walked in to Tenza Cuisine. It only had a few customers, most seemed like perverted old me and drunk.

In one of the tables she noticed a boy, he had water bender features and his clothing seemed to be water bender inspired. Not wanting to sit by the old men she walked and sat right infront of him.

"Hello, I hope you don't mind me sitting here." She said giving a warm smile.

She hand't really stepped into this place until now. The place looked run down and in need of a touch up. She noticed the server coming back with a glass of water and salad. Must have been for the boy.