bentflame | 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.

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Ty Lee scooted closer. "You don't what?"

((Forget my haitus.))

"You don't need to say that."

"Maybe not, but generally that's what someone says if they feel the same way."

Azula scoffed, but shifted backwards towards Ty Lee, just a little bit.

"As I said before, that's what you're saying now- but tomorrow or the next day, things will be different."

"Well, maybe they will and maybe they won't. I'm tired of arguing over that. But...even if I don't mean it in whatever many days, I mean it now...everything's in the "now" not the future."

She frowned. "They will. And no, the future wouldn't matter to you, would it? You're the one who's going to- hm.

"You were right before, when you said that you weren't going anywhere. You're not. You're coming back."

"Of course I am." Ty Lee was somewhat indignant.

"I'm talking about the real you. The way you are without the virus.

"And after all, that's what matters, isn't it."

"...I don't know."

Azula listened to the thunder outside, and said nothing.

Ty Lee had nothing more to add, laying there.

Slowly, Azula began to shift backwards, until she was resting against Ty Lee. Despite her movements, however, she kept her face blank and emotionless, as if she wasn't doing anything at all.