bentflame

Do you know what I'm getting really tired of? People trying to goad me into fights. Particularly when they're not subtle about it.

It may have worked when I was fifteen or so, but I've actually matured since then. It's a shame the same can't be said for some others.

[Azula's sitting on her bed in New Jersey, looking kind of moody-- Rachel is sitting behind her, and she keeps having to swipe her hair away from being chewed on, oops]

... It's better now. The things that were going on have largely resolved themselves. It was probably just the community; a virus.

If I find out that it was a member here, retaliation won't be pleasant. Fair warning.

I am looking forward to resuming my training, though. I took a break because of this, and now that it's done with I can keep going. The instructors are saying I'll be ready to graduate soon-- in a couple more months, I'll be a full agent, and I'll have an even better purpose.

[she moves Rachel away so that she can recline back on the pillows]

And what's more, I think I've accidentally become involved in troll relationship drama. I'm still trying to work out how that happened. It's really weird being the one trying to keep someone from killing someone else. In the past, it's generally me whose had to be convinced.

It seems like lots of things are backwards lately.