{RL WITH VRISKA}

[bentflame]

Thanks to her trusty worldhopping feather, Azula showed up in Vriska's land less than a minute after hanging up from their conversation. She'd already been to Eridan's planet, but this one looked entirely different-- and while they were both impressive in their own right, she definitely liked the Land of Maps and Treasure better. The scenery (but not the architecture) reminded her a little bit of the outlying islands of the Fire Nation. The sky was also fascinating; she couldn't help but spend most of the time looking up at it.

Because most of it was ocean and she didn't have a boat, Azula couldn't really do much more than wait for Vriska to find her-- which probably wouldn't be too hard, as she was right outside the little island's only large, looming building (one of those "hives", maybe?).

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[h8ers_gonna_h8]

"He wouldn't get it." Shoving her hands back in her pockets, tired of these stupid rocks that keep missing, she looked towards the Vatican itself, staring up at the towers. "He's had a pretty cushy life, you know!"

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"I do know." She paused for a moment, thinking. "That's a good point, actually. People who grew up like that never get it."

[h8ers_gonna_h8]

"That's why they need people like us to whip them into shape, right????????"

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Azula leaned against the tree, idly tossing a rock into the air and catching it. "Exactly. In some cases it isn't worth it, though. They can end up causing trouble for you in the end."