My first opportunity to play Azula, so if you think she could be improved on, I'd welcome any crit as long as it's useful.

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Where did all these clothes come from? And my nails are painted....

And Mai is here. When did Mai get here?!









I'm starting to detest these curses.

This is um...weird.

Totally weird. Kind of creepy, too. I wonder if this is, like, a test. I know Daddy totally wants me to have some more ambition and stuff, but if this is his way of making me stronger, I'M GOING TO HAVE TO--hm. Whine, I guess. He's very susceptible to my whining...sometimes. But he usually isn't, so maybe I can just pout.

OH MY GOD. MY MOM ISN'T HERE IS SHE?! OH MY GOD.

I tell her everything, so she really helps me get through the really weird stuff. Like when there was that blue dress that looked reeeeeeally cute, but had that hanging thing in the front that resembled a dying seapigeon. You know, the big issues. LIKE THIS. LIKE...WHY AM I DRESSED LIKE A MAN?!

ZUZU!!!

ARE YOU AROUND HERE SOMEWHERE??? HELP.


[ ooc: If Azula-pants had been coddled by her momma. And had no ambitions to do anything but lounge about, tan and pick up cute boiz girls makeout. ♥ ]

I'll leave a trail of fire across this desert
just to see the desperation in your eyes.
You think you've suffered, well, you ain't see shit.
The pain won't set in for a long, long time.
I've fought off angels with my hands behind my back.
I've set the heavens all on fire.
So sleep in the fallout shelter tonight, one and all
and wrap the children up real tight,
and stop the bleeding before it starts...

Nice song.

[laugh]

No one's bowed to me yet. How queer.

So just how is everyone? I keep getting all these stares from all of you, as if I've kidnapped your girlfriend, bullied you since childhood or tried to kill you.

Hm.

I am quite the busy bee, am I not?


Zuko, want to get bunk beds?