<div class="floatright">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/Akari001.jpg) </div><br/>Name: Akari<br/>Location: Her hut outside of the Water Tribe<br/>Tagging: Team Avatar<br/><hr/>Akari finds herself glancing left to right as Shiroe speaks, almost as if she was unsure he was actually addressing her. He calls her a very strong Water Bender, and she blinks a few times as now she finds herself unable to really look directly at him.   “Well I’m an okay Water Bender I guess.. I mean nothing spectacular.”   And she has trouble taking compliments from people of a certain standing.<br/><br/>“The Water Tribe? I mean.. um..”  Now why was he asking her about the Water Tribe? There’s tons of people within the Water Tribe itself that would be very very eager to answer that sort of question coming from the Avatar. As it is, she’s just.. kind of stumped for a moment.   “I mean.. um.. it’s okay I guess. Lately the Sprits have become more and more.. anxious..”  She says with a little shrug of her slim shoulders. As she says that, a few of the spirits around her start to giggle and land atop her shoulders. She doesn’t seem to notice it, or mind really.   “If you’re here for Water Bending training, then there are plenty of strong Water Benders in the village, stronger than me.”  She says with a sudden nod. It’s not a true statement, but it’s a modest. Accentuated by the fact a few of the Spirits congregating around her shake their heads discretely in disagreement with her words.<br/><br/>Her eyes then move towards the others as they approach, and she feels her heart pounding a little harder now. Ick why is she attracting so much attention suddenly. She bows respectfully to the rest of the troupe, having little problem in recognizing them as the current ‘team Avatar’. But why were they all here?   “Oh otter penguins are really friendly, they are. I mean as long as you don’t mess with them first or anything… caaaaause then they gang up on you.”  Akari takes a step away from her hut and draws her arms up in a smooth and fluid motion. She draws a foot forward, and then shifts the foot to her right as she draws her hands back towards her abruptly but smoothly. A wall of ice draws up from out of nowhere behind where Krad was ‘fleeing’, and the wall slopes gently. The wall is a good 15 feet high, and almost looks like half of a slide.  “Otter penguins don’t like upwards sloping areas if they can’t help it.”  She relaxes now, letting out a slow and deep breath as she smiles proudly. Clearly she’s had to deal with otter penguins before, especially being a bit away from the village.<br/>