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Characters: Katara (kyasdaughter) and Zuko (innerfirewithin)
When: After Katara's latest network post; specifically, after this thread with Zuko.
Where: Some empty field in Adstring.
Rating: PG at most, likely.
Summary: Katara and Zuko both end up cranky and upset after her latest network post. Neither want to go home, so they're probably going to beat the crap out of each other.
It was unfortunate. She had been in such a good mood an hour before, tromping across the frozen top of the lake and chattering into the PCD. Adstring was becoming more and more familiar, easier and easier to understand -- until it wasn't, until she was greeted by Sasuke's murdered and found out when, exactly, Zuko had been pulled from their world.
She glanced down at the PCD to make sure that she'd arrived at the right place, before tucking it snugly into her pocket and flexing her fingers carefully at her sides. Zuko wasn't a big talker, and could have done that over the PCD, anyway, if a nice afternoon chat had been his plans. No, she was pretty sure this was going to be a fight, and while part of her recoiled at the idea, the rest of her eagerly anticipated a way to shuck her anxiety.
"Zuko? Are you here?"
When: After Katara's latest network post; specifically, after this thread with Zuko.
Where: Some empty field in Adstring.
Rating: PG at most, likely.
Summary: Katara and Zuko both end up cranky and upset after her latest network post. Neither want to go home, so they're probably going to beat the crap out of each other.
It was unfortunate. She had been in such a good mood an hour before, tromping across the frozen top of the lake and chattering into the PCD. Adstring was becoming more and more familiar, easier and easier to understand -- until it wasn't, until she was greeted by Sasuke's murdered and found out when, exactly, Zuko had been pulled from their world.
She glanced down at the PCD to make sure that she'd arrived at the right place, before tucking it snugly into her pocket and flexing her fingers carefully at her sides. Zuko wasn't a big talker, and could have done that over the PCD, anyway, if a nice afternoon chat had been his plans. No, she was pretty sure this was going to be a fight, and while part of her recoiled at the idea, the rest of her eagerly anticipated a way to shuck her anxiety.
"Zuko? Are you here?"