Nyima rolled her eyes when Rayn puffed out his chest. They had been talking about a recruit who had been following her around like a puppy dog. She had said how she preferred to date dogs, less training, and Rayn quickly caught on that she liked older men. She assumed that was why his chest was puffed out at the moment, he was a few years older than her. She stepped out of her door behind him and locked up before she followed him down the stairs. When she reached the bottom, she wrapped her arms around one of his, "What can I say? Big, strong men make me swoon."

She laughed a little and released him, "Now, why are you getting all big chested about it? I may like older men, but don't act like you have a chance. I'm so out of your league."

She smacked his arm lightly in jest. She corssed her arms and hunched her shoulders slightly, trying to keep out the chill of the morning. Sure, she was raised in the Northern Water Tribe, so cold was hardly an issue. But she didn't dress warm for Republic City's winters. Thus when the wind blew, it was more noticeable. She buttoned up her coat and lowered her arms slightly, as less wind passed through her coat. She looked up at Rayn, "Do you think she'll be at Head Quarters or out and about on the streets, looking for the allusive Rogue Benders, who've caused so much troubled for her and her department?"
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Zenji sat in front of a mirror in the house of the waterbender who had taken her in for the night. She stared at her blue hair and noticeable Air Nomad clothing. Their clothing had hardly changed in the last 300 hundred years, especially if you at temple, then there was no way around it. She used to live at the temple. It wasn't until she went home to retrieve her glider that she found family and friends dead. The temple was neither safe nor a home she could live at. Slowly, she started to piled her hair onto the top of her head. She pulled a toque down over her hair, hiding the bright blue strands. She stood and retrieved her clothing that she had gotten the other day. They were just normal clothes, to make her appear less like an Airbender. She sighed as she changed into the jeans, a sweater and a scarf. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. She looked nothing like Zenji. She grabbed her glider and walked out of the room to be met by the waterbender who was helping her, "Hey Blue. Heading to Masuto's party?"

Zenji found it funny that the woman didn't call her by her name, as if to remove the last part of her old identity. She nodded, "I think it is a least I can do for what he did yesterday."

Ahsoka nodded, "Well, have fun."

Zenji smiled and walked out of the building. She hadn't told her what she had seen the previous night and she wasn't going to tell her. She wasn't going to tell anyone. She was going to smile and put on a brave face. She couldn't ruin Masuto's birthday. She arrived at his house, sometime later and knocked quietly.