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[Her voice is strained]

This can't be real; this is ridiculous. This--

Somebody tell Lisa to give me painkillers or something. NOW.

OOC: Okay SHE'S NOT ACTUALLY GOING TO GIVE BIRTH OBVIOUSLY, but this is the last day of the pregnancy virus for Azula! Tomorrow and Sunday she'll be affected by the Eros Day virus. 8)

Current Mood: distressed
Current Location: Princeton, New Jersey

[She sounds tired]

This is the fourth day of this virus, and so if the timeline is anything like the others, it should be the last. Of course, I think it's clear that this is not like other viruses. Even though my experience hasn't been all that abnormal so far, it's possible that--

[Suddenly she lets out a very undignified-sounding gasp, and there's a shattering of glass as she drops the teacup she was holding]

[Audio out]

OOC: lol the bb is kicking her and it's freaking her out 8| AND ANY REPLIES WILL BE FORWARD-DATED A LITTLE because she's going to go see if she can bum around in Cuddy's office.

Current Mood: shocked
Current Location: Princeton, New Jersey

[Have an Azula wearing red harem pants and a loose tunic-style shirt (this is video because she wants to show off her new clothes, OF COURSE), and looking to be in a better mood than she's been in recently (NO MORE WHINING, YAY)]

So as it turns out, I did go shopping last weekend. It wasn't as difficult as I had expected to find Earth-style clothes that I like, and I suppose--

[Suddenly Rachel starts making some cute happy gurgling noises offscreen; Azula gives the crib a quick, slightly irritated glance]

Hush.

As I was saying, I suppose it makes sense to wear Earth clothing during the times that I'm on Earth; I was getting quite sick of people asking me if I was dressed up for a play. And they never seemed to like the answers I ga--

[And she's cut off again, this time by herself, as she starts to sneeze six, seven, eight times in rapid succession]

... Ugh. That's disgusting.

[Winter colds are a bitch when your body's not used to the climate 8)]

Current Mood: calm
Current Location: Princeton, New Jersey

I'm sick of being affected by viruses that make me want to do things with people.

Current Mood: disgusted
Current Location: Princeton, New Jersey

[Azula is lying in bed in her hospital room, her back to the camera; every so often she reaches up and stubbornly wipes at her eyes with the back of her hand]

[This goes on for about five minutes before the feed cuts out]

Current Mood: unhappy
Current Location: Princeton, New Jersey

He was lying.

When was the last time I heard that? The only time? From her. She was lying too; she let the community take her. Weak.

No one ever means it, especially not parents. Why would anyone want to hear something like that?

Love.

"Love".

Love.

Such a silly little word.

OOC: Reference!

Current Mood: apathetic
Current Location: Princeton, New Jersey

I love viruses; they never ruin ANYTHING.

This is the best birthday I've ever had.

Current Mood: frustrated
Current Location: Princeton, New Jersey

We've been getting gifts delivered to the palace all week now-- even more so than usual, because nobody is coming for a celebration themselves. It's mostly artwork or heirlooms; they're never personal, obviously. Yesterday we received an antique vase that looks good in the portrait hall, but other than that, nothing has been all that interesting or of note.

I'll be off-world, and I'll be going out to a spa with someone in the afternoon, but other than that I have nothing planned. It'll seem odd for my birthday to just be like any other day, especially since it's my sixteenth.

Is this what it's like for commoners?

Current Mood: pensive
Current Location: The Fire Nation capital

Whoever was trying to cause trouble for me on that Gossip Girl post yesterday really should reveal themselves. Are you really so afraid of what I'm going to do to you?

I'm not insane. I don't need help. She's not being irresponsible by letting me stay at her house.

All of you are foolish; unworthy; pathetic. Every single one of you.

OOC: Reference!

Current Mood: restless
Current Location: The Fire Nation capital

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{ACCIDENTAL VIDEO POST; BACKDATED TO YESTERDAY} I didn't know the memory plot had ended yesterday DX

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mommy cuddy why won't you accept my love ;_;

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