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Ty Lee had been wanting to come over fairly often in recent weeks- and often, she ended up spending the night. It wasn't as if Azula minded at all; on the contrary, she quite enjoyed the company. She also liked that Ty Lee was continuing to request visits, even after... well, everything. It was as if she really wanted to see Azula. That was what she claimed, at any rate.
Putting aside the (very dull) book she had been idly flipping through, Azula awaited Ty Lee's arrival.
OOC: Crappy and rushed post is crappy and rushed! :D
Putting aside the (very dull) book she had been idly flipping through, Azula awaited Ty Lee's arrival.
OOC: Crappy and rushed post is crappy and rushed! :D
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"Azula? Can I come in, it's Ty Lee."
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Azula hated crying- she really did. It was irritating, and pathetic, and often loud. Her attitude about it had always been that if people must cry, they shouldn't do it around her. Ty Lee had certainly never been an exception to this- she had always cried easily, and over the smallest things (or so it seemed to Azula)- and if it looked like she would need more than a pat on the shoulder or a kind word to get her to stop, Azula had never shied away from telling her point-blank to go cry somewhere else.
But if Ty Lee was actually legitimately distraught- hurt- by something important, as she had claimed... perhaps that was a bit different. After all, Azula had told her that she could cry under such circumstances, hadn't she? Ty Lee was permitted much more weakness than Azula was- both by others, and by Azula herself. If Ty Lee were to ever feel the need to cry seriously- over something more severe than someone calling her ugly, or insulting her intelligence- and if she were to ever give into that temptation in the presence of Azula...
Maybe that would mean that Ty Lee really did trust her after all.
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"I...don't know."
Her voice was quiet, muffled. Ty Lee was thinking hard about what Azula had said before and that was...distressing somewhat.
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Azula felt Ty Lee settling closer, and responded by lightly rubbing her cheek against the top of her head.
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"... Ty Lee?" Her voice was a bit unsure.
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"... It's all right," she whispered.
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"It's all right," Azula repeated, her voice still very quiet. "I'm staying here. I'm not going to leave you alone. I promise."
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