bentflame ([personal profile] bentflame) wrote2008-07-07 10:56 pm

In the Palace Gardens

Azula knew from experience that when Ty Lee said "I'm coming anyway", she meant it- and for once, she wasn't in the mood to argue, or to threaten, or to fight.

She hated viruses.

The gardens were deserted, as she knew they would be- it was a couple of hours after midnight, after all. She didn't carry a candle, or anything that might alert someone to her presence. The full moon was bright enough to see by- and, having grown up here, she knew the grounds well.

She wasn't staying in her room, of course. Servants were working on fixing the bed, and the curtains, and the armoire- all of which had been burned during the... incident with that despicable woman. For the time being, Azula had relocated to one of the palace's many guest rooms, and while it was certainly spacious and comfortable, and and had all the amenities she desired, it wasn't her room.

It wasn't as though she couldn't handle anything less than the highest luxuries, of course- after all, how much time had she spent in the wilderness, searching for the Avatar?

At the moment, however, Azula wanted something familiar.

[identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com 2008-07-14 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
After giving Ty Lee's cheek one more light stroke, she lowered her arm and rested it around the other girl's shoulders.

There wasn't that much time left at all.

[identity profile] hotpinkaura.livejournal.com 2008-07-14 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Ty Lee shifted slightly in her sleep but didn't wake up.

[identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com 2008-07-14 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Keeping her hold on Ty Lee, Azula turned slightly to look towards the window. The darkness was just beginning to fade. It would be light soon. The viruses usually seemed to last through the night, but be gone by the following morning...

With a slight sigh, she pulled herself away from Ty Lee and slipped out of bed. The other girl would probably wake up with a few questions about why she was alone in Azula's bed (especially if she ended up not remembering anything, which Azula certainly hoped would be the case), but that was her problem. She could find someone to tell her, and the two of them could be disgusted and outraged together. How lovely.

Still slightly distracted, she dressed quickly, and put on her armor. Then, after glancing back towards the bed only once, Azula turned on her heel and strode purposefully out of the room.

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