And Evil Plots!
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Azula climbed the stairs up to the room she shared with Ty Lee, hardly even waiting to see if the other girl was keeping pace. She knew Ty Lee could, so she didn’t bother to walk slow or any other nicety.
Their room would be, in theory, free of prying eyes and listening ears. Not that she would say anything straight out; that wasn’t her style. All that passed here would be inferred, subtly. She pulled from a hiding place a small pouch. The contents of which were nondescript. Sitting on her knees, she sat the pouch in front of her, and looked straightly at Ty Lee.
Azula climbed the stairs up to the room she shared with Ty Lee, hardly even waiting to see if the other girl was keeping pace. She knew Ty Lee could, so she didn’t bother to walk slow or any other nicety.
Their room would be, in theory, free of prying eyes and listening ears. Not that she would say anything straight out; that wasn’t her style. All that passed here would be inferred, subtly. She pulled from a hiding place a small pouch. The contents of which were nondescript. Sitting on her knees, she sat the pouch in front of her, and looked straightly at Ty Lee.