[It's late in the afternoon and there was nothing out of the ordinary happening today in the plaza, except for a sudden burst of water from the fountain. Today, the fountain decided to spit a man out of it. He was certainly not there a moment ago. Roku wasn't sure how or when he found himself underwater, but he knew he couldn't breathe if he continued to stay under. He gripped edge of the fountain, coughing and gasping for air as he pulled himself out and plops himself down against the fountain wall.]

Ugh...water's trying to kill me before I even get a teacher. [His back ached terribly against the cold stone so he leaned forward a little as he tried to get his bearings. He turns his head to look towards the fountain. How did even get into a fountain!? ...Oddly, it felt kind of familiar. Actually, where the heck was he? This plaza was definitely not air temple architect. Still, there was something familiar about this place. The memory was fuzzy, but somewhere in the back of his mind was telling him he's been here before. But...he's pretty sure he stayed in the Air Temple for the last several years, and he never left the Fire Nation before that. This wasn't Fire nation, he's sure of it, or at least his head was telling him it's not.]

Where...? [...He's just going to sit there, soaked and dumbstruck for awhile as people pass him. Has he moved every so slightly from discomfort, his right hand will stumble onto the journal, just sitting there beside him. He stared at it, before he picks it up. Almost instinctively he opens it and...well say something, but...a part of his head was telling him "what are you even thinking? This is stupid". It's this part that people will hear in the journal.]

[Voice]

Hello...? Is...um-- oh, what am I even doing? Can anyone hear me through this? [So he doesn't think he's going crazy]