[The worst part of being an airbender, Bart thinks, is the constant fear that someone will inevitably recruit him into the Air Nation. If he's going to be a nomad, he's going to be one on his own terms - and not because some jerk with fancy tattoos decrees it. (Bart may have also paid the news less attention than he should have.)
He's been trying his best to keep his powers on the DL, but bits creep out when he least expects it - for instance, sudden gusts of wind when he comes screeching to a halt. So far, he's been too fast for most to catch him, but when he's thirsty, his defenses are lower than he'd like to admit.
Sure enough, a slight breeze occurs near the entrance before Bart screeches to a halt and orders his usual, one tall glass of mango and peach juice. He shiftily glances around - the cafe's nearly empty, so no one saw that, right? - before hastily taking a seat outside near some girl. She looks familiar (like he's seen her on the news familiar), but right now, his juice is a far more pressing concern.]
/slides in late
He's been trying his best to keep his powers on the DL, but bits creep out when he least expects it - for instance, sudden gusts of wind when he comes screeching to a halt. So far, he's been too fast for most to catch him, but when he's thirsty, his defenses are lower than he'd like to admit.
Sure enough, a slight breeze occurs near the entrance before Bart screeches to a halt and orders his usual, one tall glass of mango and peach juice. He shiftily glances around - the cafe's nearly empty, so no one saw that, right? - before hastily taking a seat outside near some girl. She looks familiar (like he's seen her on the news familiar), but right now, his juice is a far more pressing concern.]