Across the Pass (Open to Anyone)

Yasurin Shook her head to avoid the dust and snapped the whip around Lodi's neck and tried to pull him down. "You're not getting away after what you've done and the attitude isn't very much appreciated either." She stated calmly. Slowly after a while, ZaryoNai wearily rose to her side with muzzles snarling and ready to attack again. Yasurin walked up to him and pulled the whip even tighter around his throat. ZaryoNai carefully followed behind. "Why are you here." She sneered.

He turned not efected by her trying to choke her. He glared at her as he wanted to kill her but that person in the cart prevent him from bending. He just looked at her as he was not going to answer her questions as he was going to be late. with a flick of his wrist he cut the whip with Diauchi which was his sword and he placed it back in his sheathed. He turned around and began to walk away but he was making sure how far he had been walking from the child and he was getting close to 500 feet. He and no interest in fighting her and he has no interest in staying any longer at the pass as he did not care. He needed info on the Black Locus and he needed it now.

Yasurin's eyes grew wide and she gasped. The leather that was nearly indestructable to almost any attack has been ripped in two while the golden threads lay strew on the ground. She stood still, not going after Lodi and gently put the collars back on Zaryonai and scooped up the pieces of the whip, blinking back tears.

Cera glances towards Yasurin from her cart, she was clearly upset, and that bothered Cera. "Are you okay?" She called out towards Yasurin. Her arrival had atleast put a stop a to their fight, in one way or another. Cera leans towards the driver whispering something into his ear. The driver faces her with a shocked expression on his face, before he manages to stutter forth "M-madame s-specifically told me that you're n-not to leave the wagon" Cera then whispers something into his ear again, and he gets a slightly worried look on his face. "But, Miss, I-i don't know i-if thats a good idea" It was apparent that the little girl was of a high class in the society, and had a great deal of influence over that man.

Yasurin shook her head ans niffled when she heard a little girl call out to her. She looked up and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Y-yes. I'm.... I'm fine." She didn't move from her spot, unable to desifer the shaded of the cart. If it were finebender, she refused to get caught up in a trap like her parents. If it wasn't, she was sure they'd prove otherwise.

Cera leaps out of the wagon, running towards Yasurin, before she came to a stop infront of her, the driver holding his hand out towards Cera as she ran off, clearly discouraged. The six year old girl, with a strange right eye, glanced up towards Yasurin, slightly nudging her sleeve "Please don't cry. It's going to be alright" She said, glancing towards her comfortingly.

Yasurin itched her eye and flinched a little, her bangs leaving her face and showing her faded right eye and scars twisting around her face. When she saw the girl nudge at her comfortingly, she calmed down a bit and fell into a sit on the ground, trying to tie the destroied whip back into one piece, but with no avail. "I... I wish you were right." She muttered.

Cera moves her hand slowly out towards the whip, asking calmly"May I have a look?" She didn't appear to your normal everyday six year old, she seemed much more mature. She noticed the apperance of Yasurin, all the scars and the faded eye. She must have had a tough life. For her own safety, Cera didn't turn off the ability she had activated, a red pattern still appearing in her right eye. She didn't know this woman, and needed to get out of Ba Sing Se safely

Yasurin looked cautiously at the girl and hesitantly handed the whip over, watching her one off eye. She never let an eye off the girl and kept another good eye on the whip. If that whip were to be damaged or taken away, she wouldn't be scared to use force to get it back.

Cera holds the whip in her hands, examining it slightly, she then smiles hand holds it back out towards Yasurin "This one can be fixed because it is a clean cut. I know of someone in Ba Sing Se that can help you. He is one of the best weapon fixer people, i don't remember what they are called" She said, waiting for Yasurin to take back the whip. In the distance, the cart driver was practically freaking out because his six year old master was holding a whip in her hands