I promised myself I would wait to post this new story until I finished with my old ones, but I'm an impatient SOB. And, I got on a writing kick (woo-hoo) and wrote the first 100 pages of this story and outlined the next 50 or so, so I have some cushion here!

This story is a Zutara story that is based on The Selection series by Kiera Cass. If you're not sure what that is, it's basically The Bachelor but with more dystopian vibes to it. I basically just realized this is more like The Bachelor because this story isn't really dystopian but ah, oh well.

SOME INFO BEFORE READING TO MAKE THINGS MAKE SENSE:

It's set in a world that is slightly different from the Avatar world that we meet in the first season. Airbenders (and, as people think, the Avatar) is still gone, but no one's sure it was the Fire Nation, though people are suspicious. The Fire Nation is playing more of a mind game sort of role instead of a direct military one. They control all of the Fire Nation, the Earth Kingdom, and the Northern Water Tribe and have an agreement with the South. Basically, they decided it wasn't worth fighting them all the time since no one really wants to go to the south anyway.

Kya never died. Katara has grown up in her family as a daughter of the chief and is given a large role in the politics of her family. She's 4 years older than at the start of the series, so 18 (Everyone is aged up 4 years).

Zuko is in line for the throne. Lu Ten is alive too, but more on that later. He was burned by his father as punishment but never banished. He's more like season 3 Zuko, aka not an asshole as much because his Uncle has been a huge influence in his life, plus others. His mother never had to leave, so she's always been there for him too. There's still tension in the family, though, don't you worry about that.

Aang is alive, but he'll come up later. Katara wasn't the one who found him, though.

Anything else will be revealed within the story!

I hope you enjoy :)

The sea was just as a much a being as any other creature on this planet, often said Katara. It was always moving, always using and taking energy. Sometimes, the sea was angry and rough. Other times, it was gentle and forgiving. The sea could heal people, something none of the other elements could do. Yet, to those that were callous of its powers, it could be deadly. The sea was tied to the moon which gave hunters pale light to find penguin-seals and bathed their camp in its silver shine. The moon was soft, unlike the harsh light of the sun that had the ability to melt away their home, if it so wanted to.

Indeed, there were many reasons for Katara to love the moon and the sea, the endless blue expanse in front of her. It spoke in riddles to her, it's hands bringing forth in rhythmic procession animals, plants, and washed up items from far away. She knew that many people saw the sea as something that separated them from the other nations. But this was not true at all, it connected them.

Katara could find course grains all the way from Fire Nation shores, peaty plants from Earth Nation, and floating stones from the destroyed Air Temples. The sea had given her many gifts, and although she did not yet know it, today it would give her another.

It was mid-morning when she was found by her brother, scrambling over the snow-capped hills to find her practicing her waterbending religiously.

"Kat-,"

"Shh." She hushed him, bringing a soft tendril of water up and around him like a sea vine, but fragile. She feared for a second she'd heard his tone, one of disappointment that she was here, doing this when she knew she should be hunting. It was pretty what she was doing, and deadly too if she got it right, but it didn't feed stomachs. And spirits did her tribe need food. It was selfish what she was doing here, one she couldn't ignore, especially not when her brother was such a celebrated hunter. Instead, Sokka just flicked at the water like it was a fly.

"Please, leave me out of your 'magic'," Sokka said, using air quotes. She glared at him hard, tugging the water around his legs and purposely knocking him forward. He wiped snowflakes from his face, looking up.

"What's so important that it can't wait?" She sighed, flicking the water from his soaked clothes, "I was almost done anyway."

"You're needed at the council meeting." Sokka said, scrambling up, eyeing her, "You're not going to do that again, are you?"

"Only if you're annoying again," She teased, pushing his shoulder lightly. He was not half as amused. Usually, he was joking often. But now that she looked at him, she saw a tightened expression on his lips and his tensed jaw. He was locked rigid.

"Katara…" he sighed, shaking his head.

"What's wrong?" She asked, scrutinizing him.

"A boat came today," He said with as much confidence as he could muster, "It's Fire Nation."

Katara stifled a gasp of surprise.

"They have no reason to visit us here," She said, a snarl curing her lips upward, "We reached peace years ago."

"Yeah, well," Sokka crossed his arms and huffed, "Looks like our warranty has just run up." He said.

"Do you know why?" Katara said, calling behind her as she took a strong stride, hurrying backward toward camp.

"No," Sokka said, bounding after her to fall in line, "Just that it's...well, they don't seem totally hostile. It's not an army, just a representative. They're not here to start a fight."

"They better not be," Katara muttered, her hand going instinctively to the water skin she had tied around her waist.

"Really, sis, cool down." He said, jumping in front of her and placing his hands on her shoulders, "We shouldn't be hostile right away."

Katara's mouth opened in protest but Sokka made an irritating noise over her every time she attempted to say her piece.

"Dad wants to hear them out." Sokka let go her shoulders, motioning for her to follow into the council tent. Katara had a few choice words dangling on the tip of her tongue, but instead, she opted for a suppressed sigh. Sokka's eyes only shone with worry. While he wanted to be a warrior, there was little denying that Katara was the one between them that was more prone to throwing punches, if it came to it. She knew he only had the interest of their tribe in mind...whereas Katra found it inappropriate they were even showing up at all, Sokka was trying to avoid another war.

"Fine," Katara conceded, "Let's hope it's nothing bad…" She trailed off, tying off the tarp behind her. She had to assume she was the last to arrive, and she was correct, seeing the table already full when as she shrugged off her outer coat in the heated room.

As Sokka had said, it didn't seem the two Fire Nation representatives were here on war-like business, not wearing armor, and as far as she could tell not a weapon on them. They wore finely woven silk and had parchment in front of them.

"Katara," Her father sighed in relief, "See, she's here." He assured the two men.

"Ah, the Princess." One of them said in agreement, a term that irked Katara to no end. Sure, she was the daughter of the chief, but they didn't have such frivolous titles like their sister tribe did. She was just Katara.

"How old again?" The other asked.

"Why does that matter?" Sokka said suspiciously, sitting next to his father. Sokka's shoulders hunched, as he tried to make himself look more intimidating. THeir tone didn't strike Katra as skeevy, just curious, so she only kept a finger on her water-skin and looked to her father. HIs eyes were focused on them, and Katara trusted her father's judgment. Katara sat next to her mother wordlessly, cataloging these men's every move.

"Just it's hard to tell with Water Tribe women," One said, certainly not helping his cause, though he failed to see how that was offensive, "Wouldn't want to...overassume anything." There was a pause. Her father looked to Katara, inviting her to speak.

"Eighteen," Katara crossed her arms over her chest, "Satisfied?"

The two men looked at each other and nodded.

"Yes, of course, of course." They were mousy, that's the word Katara decided to describe them as. They fidgeted and pulled at their collars, sweat beading upon their brows. For Fire Nation citizens, they didn't seem to be handling the gentle warmth of the tent very well. Then again, they might just be nervous.

They had reason to be. Sitting in front of them was Hakoda, famous war chief. Had it not been for his relentless strategizing and leadership, the Water Tribe here might be under the thumb of the Fire Nation like the Northern Water Tribe. Their defiance caused quite a stir, back when Katara was just a baby, and even now their relation was tenuous. It was more than those yellow-bellied Northerners, though, in Katara's opinion. She was proud of her tribe's autonomy.

"Can we begin?" Bato, the second-in-command to Katara's father asked, "If we get done soon enough, we can still make dinner at a reasonable time."

"Agreed," Sokka said under his breath.

"Yes, we wouldn't want to stay longer than we need to," The scrawnier of the two men said. They hadn't introduced themselves to Katara yet and she wasn't interested in their names. For all she knew, she would never see them again after this. Why take notice of it?

"I shouldn't think much has changed," Hakoda said with a tired tone, "I don't understand why-,"

"Well, we just need to check in, make sure that you're not planning a rebellion." The fatter one said and both men gave little giggles as though the idea were preposterous.

"Why would we do that?" Bato frowned, "When you pretty much leave us the hell alone, just as we want to be? We're not enslaved."

"Just a precaution," The fatter man said, scribbling something with a quill on the parchment, "Are the amounts of our trade still acceptable to you?" He asked.

"We've never been unable to meet the set number," Hakoda's frown deepened, "Why does this require a whole visit? Had we been unhappy with our terms of an agreement, we would have just sent a hawk."

"I admit there is a...another reason for this." The fatter man said, twirling his beard with his finger.

"Oh?" Hakoda leaned forward, staring him down. Katara thought her father looked positively threatening like this, and the Fire Nation man felt this too. He exchanged looks with his partner, a silent war for who was going to share the news they'd brought. Under what circumstances Katara wasn't sure, but finally, it was the thinner that spoke up.

"Well, it's a very special time in the Fire Nation right now, cause for celebration around the land. The Fire Lord's son and successor, Prince Zuko, will be choosing a bride."

"Uh-huh," Katara's mother said suspiciously, narrowing her eyes. There was a tone behind her response, one Katara was suddenly wary of. Katara scooted forward to try to look just as dangerous as her father, instead of away. One of the men blinked at her movement, eyeing her curiously. It wasn't fear, though, unfortunately.

"Are you aware at all how this is done?" The man asked, looking around the table.

"Arranged marriage?" Bato threw out with a shrug.

"Lottery," Sokka threw out.

"Love?" A younger warrior asked wistfully.

"No, no, no." The man looked even more nervous now, something Katara thought impossible, "It's through ah, well, sort of like a lottery," He looked at Sokka, nodding, "Sort of also like an arranged marriage, but also through love."

"You've lost us," Katara said flatly when her tribesmembers shared confused looks. The man seemed surprised Katara had spoken up at all. In fact, she felt as though she'd been unusually quiet. Her father had no qualms with both of his children learning about their tribe's leadership positions and she often was the main voice during meetings.

"Well, we call it the Prince's Choice. It's, erm, a game of sorts. Keeps the plebians happy, you know?" He said, realizing he was once again loosing the 'simple' leader of the Southern Water Tribe, "Every time a prince comes of age, he goes through a process where thirty-five eligible woman is put through a contest of sorts to become the next Fire Lady. It is his choice of these, but he must choose one of the selected. It's broadcasted in a way, so the public feels as though they know their next ruler too."

"Ah," Kya tilted her head, "I vaguely recall hearing of such things...your mother told me about it. Apparently, one of her good friends Hana was chosen to go." She said, looking at her husband. She didn't sound pleased to know about this, but more or less neutral. It was hard to read her mother, Katara decided. Her father's emotions were always open on display, at least, to Katara and Sokka who had grown up reading him. Hakoda seemed still unaware and just gave his wife a hapless look.

"Yes, Hana." The fatter said enthusiastically, "Although, she wasn't particularly a fan favorite and was eliminated easily. I believe she's in the Earth Kingdom right now."

"But that doesn't matter," The skinner said, talking over his comrade, "We are here because there is some...unrest about your allegiance here. Some of the higher-up members in the Fire Nation feel as though you are not giving enough, that you are a problem nation, a slip-up waiting to happen."

"We are giving just enough," Hakoda said in a steely voice.

"Well, so you think," The skinner seemed to have a bout of confidence thrown over him, and pulled out a scroll from his pocket. He wasn't snivvling quite as much as he had been before, "So, the Fire Lord has given you an ultimatum. Either you will triple your shipments,"

"Yeah, right," Bato said darkly from his seat, but Hakoda silenced him with a level glare.

"Or you will provide a contestant to the Selection," The man finished, "And Katara is...preferred, although not required since she is the Princess here."

"Cheif's daughter," Katara cut in sharply, "There's a difference."

"Of course, my apologies." The man said, but it was clear he didn't mean it.

"May we have the room?" Hakoda said, although it was clear from his voice it wasn't a request.

"Yes, yes." The two picked up their scrolls, "We expect an answer by sundown. We'll be taking back with us whichever you decide." They purposely left a scroll out, one that was undoubtedly the conditions of the selection. Katara reached for it.

They made their exit speedy and when they were out of earshot, Sokka's anxiety seemed to spill out all over the place.

"We can't sustain three times our shipment!" Sokka said, grabbing at his wolf-tail, "That's...we need that for us. You have a good poker face, dad, but the hunting has been, well you know, lately." He said meaningfully. Katara felt even worse about practicing her bending this afternoon.

"Well, we could double our hunters," Bato offered up, "Yeah, we'll be tired as hell, but the other option isn't even an option, is it? The Fire Nation is dangerous, especially at the palace."

"Yes, that's a choice we shouldn't even consider," Kya said, "Right Hakoda?"

Katara looked around the room. Doubling hunting parties would run everyone into the ground, to sickness and possibly even death. Their hunting wasn't even particularly sustainable now since spring was coming early and most of their prey had vanished or produced little offspring. She felt sick as she imagined going to the Fire Nation, but looking at the gaunt faces of her people- the people she was just as responsible for as her father and mother- she felt her fingers reach out.

"But wait-," Katara said, reading over the parchment, "It says here that any town that produces a contestant will receive funds, food, and other prizes from the capitol. Our town here is the whole Tribe. We could really benefit from this."

There was a long silence after her words.

"Katara, are you-,"

"Well, we can't very well send any other girl," Katara said a little bitterly, the reality of what she was offering to do weighting down on her as she threw the parchment back onto the table, "No one is else a waterbender. If it's going to be dangerous, it should be someone who can bend."

"Plus, most of the other girls are already betrothed that are of a reasonable age," Kya added, frowning, "Katara, we don't need their provisions. We've survived by ourselves and we still will." She said. The next thing out of Katara's mouth surprised even herself. It was what she imagined a better version of herself saying, one that was perhaps fueled by her own guilt she felt now.

"We shouldn't be so proud," Katara argued, "I mean, it's not like I'll win. I don't have a guy tying me down here and even if I'm only there two days we'll still get the provisions."

"Two days could be dangerous enough!" Sokka said, slamming his fist, "I'm not going to let you!"

"Sokka, you're not the chief," Katara said, standing.

"Fine, I'm not. Dad, tell her." Sokka said, turning to his father.

"If we don't send someone, we'll have to send three times our food. You and I both know we can't afford that. If we deny that, we'll lose and they'll for sure enslave us. It will be three times our food and our freedom. We won against them once, just barely. You and I both know we don't have the army to sustain a battle against the whole Fire Nation." Katara said, leveling her tone to one of sheer logic. When her father still seemed unmoved, Katara sighed, "Dad, let me choose this so that everyone else will continue to have choices."

"Is no one going to point out that the current Fire Lord is really a bad guy? What if his son is just as evil?" Sokka said, wiggling his fingers, as though evil was something that could be touched.

"I can handle him," Katara said, raising her chin. Of that, she was wholly confident. She'd already battled off two or three suitors here...how much different could the heir of the Fire Nation be? When it came down to it, he was a guy like the rest, wasn't he? "And maybe it wouldn't be bad to have someone over there. I can learn things, feel out how the Fire Nation's doing. You and I both know I'm better at politics than Sokka."

"Hey," Sokka said angrily, "So not true."

"Mhh…" Bato made a humming noise of disagreement in the back of his throat but didn't directly contradict. But the thought was there and Katara beamed, "Hey, this doesn't mean I agree with you, kid." He said at Katara. She nodded in understanding.

"Honey?" Kya questioned, nudging their father who had been as silent as a stone this whole time, and as unmoving.

"You all give me very valid points," He started, leaning forward, "But in the end, I cannot send you, Katara. You are my only daughter and I will not endanger you." He said.

Sokka sat back, relaxed. Katara opened her mouth in anger.

"I-, I…" She began to argue.

"No!" her father snarled, "My choice is final. Bato, gather anyone who is able to hunt. We will survive, as we have. Widen our range, ration. Perhaps if we comply with them, we will be able to barter it down to twice as much." He said, standing.

"Dad, this is crazy!" Katara said, running after him, "I don't get why you're so stubborn about getting help."

"We don't want help from those traitorous dragons," Sokka hissed, "Obviously." Katara threw ice his way, just enough to make him cold.

"Whose confrontational now?" She demanded in a cold fury.

"You are so stubborn you can't even see when we're doing this for you!" Sokka growled.

"Children!" Their mother snapped, sending both of her kids a harsh glare as they lowered their heads. Katara was still seething, though, biting the inside of her cheek so she didn't start crying in frustration. Her father touched her shoulder gently, and she looked up.

"Katara," Her father said, "I will not willingly send anyone else there. For all we know, Hana was dead long ago. We know nothing of their traditions and you are needed here." He said firmly, "Do not argue with me, young lady." He said, a clear warning. Katara felt an argument bubbling up her throat but stalked away slamming up a wall of ice between her and everyone else.

She was no longer a child, she could very well make choices for herself. Hunting had not been sustaining, of late. They were secretly trading with the nearest Earth Kingdom island for things as simple as rice, how in the world could they give up the very thing keeping them all alive? Her father moved in to hug her, but Katara did not reciprocate. Instead, she took the long way back to her hut, but even then her anger had not abated.

She stalked the floors of her room, wondering how her father couldn't see that he was choosing wrongly? No one came to talk to her, although she supposed she'd made it clear enough she didn't want to see anyone.

She looked outside. It was still a couple hours until sunset. She saw everyone gathering out the window, spears and hunting supplies being given out to people that had never been out before. She felt guilty, knowing she should be with them because she only needed her water to kill prey, but she was so upset that she might accidentally freeze the next person that dared talk to her.

It seemed everyone was doing their part, and she even saw her own family going out on a canoe to try for some fish. Within two hours, the whole camp sounded like a ghost town.

And this gave Katara an idea.

She didn't have much in the way of personal possessions. Most of the things that would have been considered as such, such as dolls or polar-bear dog stick figures, had been in her childhood and given away to more needing girls. She only had a couple scrolls, a few of her favorite shirts, and her mother's betrothal necklace she'd given Katara when she'd come of age three years ago to marry to pack away before she felt content.

Being a waterbender in a city made mostly of ice had its perks, such as Katara being able to slip around through the camp via ways most normal people could not. She'd left a note carved on the wall of her room...her family would understand, and she hardly thought someone like her would last long in a competition like this. She knew she was unlike most girls and she didn't know the faintest thing about being a lady, clearly not what she was sure the Prince was looking for.

The large Fire Nation vessel was imposing, but she felt confident as she walked up the gangway. Had the entirety of the village not been out hunting, she wouldn't have made it this far, as the Watchtower would have seen her. As it was right now, it was guarded by two thirteen-year-old boys who were more interested in flirting with some girls than paying attention to dangers or the daughter's chief slipping out of camp.

"Princess Katara!" The skinner of the man said when she was brought to him. She didn't correct him this time, as it would only help her case.

"I'm sure you can infer why I'm here," Katara said, letting her bag slump onto the metal floor.

"Ah, the better choice, if I do say so," He said, patting his head try in relief, "The Fire Lord will be pleased. I can send someone down to collect the rest of your things," He said, waving over a man in a uniform.

"No, this is all I have," Katara said, and at first, the man stared at her as though she was joking. When it was obvious she was not, he coughed.

"Oh, sure." He said, "Are you...ready?" He asked.

Katara looked backward, though it was a futile gesture since she could not see through the metal of the ship, perhaps that was best. She couldn't have second thoughts.

"Nearly." She said, taking out the parchment, "First, I want to be clear, if I'm only there three hours of this competition, we will get food." She said. She was sure that maybe the Fire Nation already knew they were starting to struggle because the man didn't' seem surprised at her admission.

"Yes, of course. It is an honor to be chosen and it should be reflected to your people," He said, fully believing it.

"Uh-huh, and do I sign this somewhere? That I agree to these terms? That I am truly part of this whatever it is now?" She said, pointing to a place at the bottom of the scroll.

"Yes, to make it official." The man said, handing her a quill, "If you don't know how to write your name-,"

Katara sent him an offended look, "I can write!"

"Oh, well I do apologize. We just don't know much of your tribe, Princess, and you are the least advanced to all the other nations and so it might not be so far of a jump to think-,"

"That we are savages?" Katara said bluntly, "Well, you'd be wrong." She said and wrote her name in her prettiest handwriting. The man seemed impressed. She might not know which fork to use at a fancy dinner setting but she was intelligent enough to figure it out. And just because her tribe preferred the old ways didn't mean that they were behind. In fact, in many ways, they were further along than their sister tribe, which still treated women as inferior beings. She had heard that their women were only allowed to use waterbending for healing! It was the most absurd thing she'd ever heard!

"Thank you," The man said, filing it away, "I suppose we should begin our journey. The sooner we get home, the better." He said brightly, turning to another man and giving him instructions, "Let me walk you to your cabin, Princess." He offered. It seemed he wasn't going to get the message she abhorred that, so she let it go. There were worst things to be named, she told herself.

"Actually, I'd like to go on the top deck," Katara said, "I've never been on a boat this big before." She said.

"Whatever you wish, Princess. We are all here to protect and serve you while you are part of this competition, and while you're from the smallest town, you are still one of the more regal of contestants." He said, which surprised Katara.

He led her to the top, where many people nodded to her along the way. So far, she hadn't felt any hostility, merely respect. She kept her water skin on her though, always prepared.

The ship didn't take long to set sail, and she'd predicted they'd done most of it not long after the meeting to hoist away as soon as they could. She watched the walls of her tribe slide away in the distance, waiting for someone to run out after the ship, just so she may see her mother or father or brother once again. But no one did.

In fact, no one might even know she was gone until she was already far into Fire Nation territory. And so the ship sailed.

If you're totally confused about the world, you might not have read the A/N before the story, so maybe read that :)

Below is a list of the 35 girls included in the selection (Some canon, a lot not) plus current ages so everyone knows and such. I'll add description and nation plus bender if we already know from the show. I'll keep this updated with info, as well as who's been eliminated so that ya'll can keep track. On here, it's alphabetized because my version is the listed version of who leaves when and who stays!

FN-Fire Nation, EK- Earth Kingdom, SWT-Southern Water Tribe, and NWT- Northern Water Tribe

THE GIRLS:

1) Alcina- Long black hair, violet eyes, pale skin. Twin with Dhakiya. FN. 19

2) Anaselma- Brown hair, green eyes, freckled. EK. 16

3) Andica- ginger hair, blue eyes, olive skin. EK. From Kyoshi warrior. 18

4) Avizeh- Brown hair, olive skin, hazel eyes. FN. 21

5) Azama- brown hair, brown eyes, reddish-brown skin. EK. 20

6) Bahiravi- black hair, light brown eyes, freckles, short. FN. 19

7) Besu- Nickname, Smellerbee. 16. EK

8) Caecillia- Red hair, lighter skin, brownish-yellowish eyes. FN. Very distantly related to the Royal Family. 17

9) Cui- Black hair, brown eyes. Birthmark on the face. FN. 18

10) Dhakiya- black hair, hazel eyes, pale skin. Twin with Alcina. FN. 19

11) Evdokija- black hair, blue eyes, lighter than usual WT skin. NWT. 18

12) Fidelia- dirty blonde hair (more brownish), two different colored eyes, freckles. EK. 21

13) Ishwa- short brown hair, brown eyes, brown skin. Tomboy in appearance. EK. 22

14) Jin-from TV show. EK. 20

15) June- from TV show. EK. 25

16) Katara-from TV show. SWT. 18. Waterbender

17) Kilee- light brown hair, hazel-blue eyes, middle tanned skin. SWT. 17

18) Liuxian- Tall, silky black hair, brown-green eyes. FN. 21

19) Mai- from tv show. FN. 21.

20) Maiha- long brown hair, blue eyes, darker skin. Father is SWT. Raised in FN. 22

21) Mika- Light brown hair, hazel eyes, fair skin. FN. 19

22) Min- ginger brown hair, red face all the time, brown eyes. FN. 23

23) Nadhari- black hair, brown eyes, very dark skin. EK. 20

24) On Ji-from Tv show. FN. 17

25) Ratana- black hair, pale skin, grey eyes. FN. 22

26) Saoise-dark hair, blue eyes, olive skin. NWT. 19

27) Saya-short dusty brown hair, pale eyes, freckles. FN. 20

28) Suki- from tv show. EK. Kyoshi warrior. 19

29) Tapeesa- Dark brown hair, deep blue eyes. NWT. 19

30) Toph-from TV show. EK. Earth and Metal bender. 16

31) Ty Lee- from tv show. FN. 18

32) Uzuki- ginger hair with light brown highlights, green eyes. EK. 21

33) Yijin- black hair, brown eyes. FN. 22

34) Yue- from tv show, still has white hair. NWT. 20

35) Zemin- short, thin black hair down her back, hazel eyes. FN. 23

WHEW! I know that's a lot, but obv Katara won't talk to all of 'em. It's just here for your (and my) reference more than anything else :) The next time this will be uploaded is either about two weeks from now OR whenever I upload the last chapter of the story I promised myself I would finish before this. You know what would help me get it up sooner? Lots of support to show that you WANT to see what will happen next. Once I finish the other story, and if school doesn't kick my ass, I imagine I'll update (or try to) once every one or two weeks.

Feel free to ask questions you might have so far. I may or might be at liberty to give you answers :)

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