Third Perspective:
"Hey, that's my sack!" Mirza hissed, yanking the Sack away from Sokka who tried to dump the contents in his mouth. He looked over and sighs, seeing it was empty anyway. "I told you we should've gone shopping on that last Island, I'm so starved." He said, shoving the bag in his pocket, rubbing his groaning stomach.
"Then this should give a good idea of what's around here," Katara said, her eyes scanning the posters on the kiosk. "See if you can find a menu, I'm starving," Sokka said, wiping his mouth from the crumbs. "You ate all my seal-jerky from Bato, you're not starving, I'm starving." Mirza grunts, crossing his arms a bit.
"I bet we can find something to eat here!" Aang said, pointing at the poster that featured fire, dragons, and some Fire Nation buildings. " The Fire's day festival; Fire Nation cultural exhibits, jugglers, benders, magicians." Aang reads, a smile coming across his face. "This would be a great place for me to study some real firebenders."
"I don't know, we are on the run, running away from Fire Benders." Mirza chimed in, looking at the poster. It would be a good experience to see more of his culture but they would be surrounded.
"You might wanna rethink that, come look at this," Sokka said, eyes narrowed at the wanted pictures in front of him. The group moved around and saw wanted posters covering the back of the kiosk. There was one of Aang and Mirza, even one of the blue spirit. Mirza looked over him and he had to admit, he looked good in the picture. His eyes moving towards the picture of the blue spirit as Aang plucked his off. "This is bad," Sokka added, looking at Aang's picture.
"I think we better keep moving," Katara said if they had a picture of Aang and Mirza then staying longer in the area was a bad choice. Mirza nods his head before taking his picture, rolling it up, glancing at everyone who was still looking at Aang's picture. He takes the picture of the blue spirit as well, rolling it up and hiding it in his shirt for safekeeping.
"I have to learn firebending at some point and this could be my only chance to watch a master's up close." Aang argued, looking to Katara hoping she would agree.
"I guess we could go check it out." Katara reluctantly agreed with Aang.
" What? You wanna walk into a Fire Nation town where they're all fired-up with their ... you know, fire?" Sokka argues, his eyes moved to Mirza, "What about you Mirza? Do you agree with this?" Mirza looked to Sokka, then to Appa, "Mirza?"
"I...I'm really hungry, I don't care, as long as the place has food then I don't care." Mirza said, his stomach yowling which startled Momo even. "Come on, maybe if we wear disguises then maybe they won't notice us at all."
"Yeah, we can do that, if they do notice, we'll just leave." Katara agreed as she walked towards Appa. Once Mirza was on the bison, he began pulling off his water tribe clothes and switched them to the red fire nation ones that Zuko gave him on the ship. Appa walking straight, everyone faced the front as Mirza changed. He pulled his hair up in a different style, like the royal top knot but instead of keeping it in a bun, he lets it flow behind him like a black curtain. He had two bangs framing his face a bit, some baby hairs escaping as well. The next one to go was his necklace, pressing a kiss to it, he placed it inside his bag. He kept the dark boots he had on and the dark pants.
"Wow Mirza, you really do look like a Fire Nation citizen," Katara commented, her eyes admiring how Mirza looked. He seemed to pull off every nation's clothes with ease.
"Thank you, It..feels nice," Mirza said as Appa stops and they climbed down. Just up ahead was the festival, the lantern lights shining the way there.
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Tranquility [ ATLA: Book One]
Fanfiction" Water-bender by heart, fire-bender by hate." Mirza wanted nothing more but to live in the southern water tribe in peace. He just wanted a normal life with his friends , Katara and Sokka. But then a 112 year old air-bender came into their life'...