Zuko (
blood_royal) wrote in
mayfield_rpg2012-03-19 01:53 am
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can't take a good day without a bad one
[action, makeout point]
[Zuko is sparring with himself. Why is this a problem?
Because he's practicing his firebending on one of the highest spots in town, which tends to send fireballs shooting out into the air at random. He hasn't set anything on fire... so far. But he's got some frustrations to work out, and meditation just isn't helping. Usually a good old-fashioned workout at least makes him tired enough to stop focusing on what a shitty place Mayfield is.]
[Zuko is sparring with himself. Why is this a problem?
Because he's practicing his firebending on one of the highest spots in town, which tends to send fireballs shooting out into the air at random. He hasn't set anything on fire... so far. But he's got some frustrations to work out, and meditation just isn't helping. Usually a good old-fashioned workout at least makes him tired enough to stop focusing on what a shitty place Mayfield is.]
action
WOW IS THAT TREE ON FIRE]
What, you're not happy just burning down your own house now? You too fucking good for that now?
Re: action
[Zuko whirls on the tree, trying to slow his breathing enough to bring the fire back down. He has to close his eyes to do it, but slowly, he manages to lower it, to pull it back into his lungs. Breathing. Practice your breathing, Zuko.]
Re: action
You probably had a shitload of fancy trainers and shit, being a prince.
Re: action
And why should care whether I live or die? My life is none of your business.
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Yeah, when I don't care? You burn the house down. I'm keeping an eye on your stupid ass from now on.
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[Sullen forever.]
I don't need your supervision. I only did that once.
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She holds a beer can up to him and pats the ground next to her.]
C'mon, enough training for now. Come sit with your fake mom a while. Fake bonding and shit.
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Now, sit.
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[He does sit, though, panting just a bit. He's been up on this hill for a really long time.]
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[take the beer zuko
take it]
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So what do you want to know?
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What's your uncle like?
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[Zuko sighs. This information is pretty harmless, right?]
We are. Ever since he came back from the war, he's been making me stronger.