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[So the clothing shop seems to have acquired a new mannequin -- a girl in her early teens, in a New Feather dress, with her cheerful pink wings neatly arranged as she slumps in an overstuffed, poorly upholstered armchair on a display in the shop. Yep, that sure is Ty Lee, with wings to match her aura!

All of a sudden, she comes awake with a start, giving a small gasp and shaking her head.]

No! I totally wasn't sleeping at my lesson, I swear! I know exactly what the capital of the-

Oh.

[No, that was just a bad dream about the Royal Fire Academy for Girls. She's definitely not there anymore!

But where is she is the question. She peers around with an air of befuddlement, then pushes herself out of the chair and turns to give it a look.]

Eww. What's that doing... here...?

What'm I doing here? Is this some kind of joke?

[Wait for it...]

...

Who took my clothes? This isn't my uniform! This isn't mine! It's like I'm dressed for a funeral...

[Which is kind of scary, actually.]

[Video, some time later]

[Well, she managed to find some clothes that aren't white, and that fit her -- it's not exactly a Kyoshi warrior uniform, but it's not a white dress or anything like what she wore in the Fire Nation, so good enough for now. And apparently someone's told her about the journals, because she's peering intently at it, the tip of her tongue sticking out as she messes with it.]

Weeeird. This isn't any kind of a normal journal! I thought journals were just for you to put your own stuff in, not... not do whatever this does!

Anyway, hi! Uh, if people actually do look at this thing, I dunno. Talking to a book is really strange. I mean, I know some people say books are their best friends, but this is just silly! (And so are they, if you ask me.) So if anyone's... listening to this book, whatever, nice to meet you!

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[Zatanna's pretty much just looking around to kill some time and to see if there's anything interesting that's shown up. Turns out? There is.]

It is pretty bad, isn't it? [Zatanna grins as she walks over to the new person.] Luckily it's not that hard to get something better--not to mention that every girl shows up in the same dress, so we can all sympathize.

[A stranger! Ty Lee regards her curiously.]

Every girl? How many are there?

And who thinks it's funny to kidnap girls and dress them up in ugly dresses, anyway? That's really creepy!

A couple of hundred people; the guys show up in white pants. [Just to keep Ty Lee from thinking she’d ended up in some all-girls resort/prison.] And that part gets complicated. Apparently we’re in this village because of a group called the Malnosso, but we’re in this world because random forces decided to pull us here from our homes.

[She’ll let that sink in.]

[Well, that's kind of a lot to take in at once!]

Malnosso, huh? Why're they sticking us in a village?

And... what do you mean, this world?

[Yeah, and it only gets worse. Sorry girl.]

Well, you wouldn't happen to believe in the existence of alternate universes, would you? [Because that would make things a lot easier.] You're not in the place you came from. It's like being in a completely different city or nation, except you're pretty much on a different planet instead.

Alternate universes...? [Let her think about that a minute.]

So we're in one of those? Or something....

Yep. One where we need wings to survive. [Zatanna stretches her own grey set when she mentions them before pointing at Ty Lee.] You’ve got a pair yourself, in case you hadn’t discovered them yet.

Wait, what?

[And now Ty Lee's twisting around to get a look at them. Yep, pink feathery wings, right there!]

No! This is awful! They're gonna mess me up so bad! How did they even get these on me?

You got me. But everyone here gets a set, including people who already had wings.

There's more, though. [A lot more, and Zatanna starts looking around for the book she knows will be nearby.] The place is called Luceti, by the way. Where you've ended up.

Luceti. Hmph. [She's still scowling at the wings. Man, those are gonna way cramp her style! All her balance is gonna be off!] How can I get out of here? And get rid of these wings?

[Zatanna shrugs her shoulders, giving Ty Lee an apologetic look.] You got me, on both counts. Although the wings are supposedly keeping us alive here, so it’s probably not a good idea to try getting rid of them.

[And then she finds it. Picking up the journal, Zatanna inspects the cover.] So your name is Ty Lee? I’m Zatanna. Nice to meet you.

Keeping us alive?

[And of course that means she has to twist around and poke one of the wings, with a very predictable result.]

Ow! What? Oh, hi, yes, I'm Ty Lee. Nice to meet you too! I just wish it weren't with these stupid wings!

Yeah. I don’t know how it really works, but it wasn’t exactly the sort of thing I wanted to test out, either.

[Mischievous or not, Zatanna’s not suicidal.]

If it helps, you do kinda get used to them after a while. [She thinks she’s pretty used to hers, anyway. She walks back over to the girl, offering her the journal.] And everything’s free around here, so it won’t be hard to get you a change of clothes.

[She takes the journal curiously, looking over it.]

What's this for? And why does it have my name on it?

Because it's yours, I guess. Everyone gets one. [And to prove it, Zatanna will hold up her own.] Standard issue along with the wings and the dress--or the pants, if it's a guy.

So what's it for? I don't really keep a diary...

Oh, you definitely don’t want to use this like a diary. It’s for communication, so what you write or say gets sent to the other people in the village.

Sent to other people? How's that work? Some kind of super-magic diary-bending or something?

It’s at least partially magic, yeah. [But Zatnana picks up another word in there, one she’s only heard used by a particular group.] So you know about bending—does that mean you know about the Avatar?

Of course I do! Um... well, we kinda weren't friends for a while. But now we are, so everything's okay!

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