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Who: Iroh and Zuko
Where: The Marshall Street Apartments
When: A time!
Rating: Pg-ish for potential yelling
Summary: A bitter reunion
the log: Iroh waited.
He drank the last of the ginseng tea. He played chess against himself. He sat in the lobby of the Marshall Street Apartments, and he waited.
It was not unlike the prison, really, this waiting - though the chairs in the lobby were more comfortable than the stone floor of the prison had been. Iroh was no less calm - no less grim - at the reception of his "guest" than he had been in the Fire Nation.
He did not look up, even as he heard the doors open. His back was too them. It was just like old times.
Where: The Marshall Street Apartments
When: A time!
Rating: Pg-ish for potential yelling
Summary: A bitter reunion
the log: Iroh waited.
He drank the last of the ginseng tea. He played chess against himself. He sat in the lobby of the Marshall Street Apartments, and he waited.
It was not unlike the prison, really, this waiting - though the chairs in the lobby were more comfortable than the stone floor of the prison had been. Iroh was no less calm - no less grim - at the reception of his "guest" than he had been in the Fire Nation.
He did not look up, even as he heard the doors open. His back was too them. It was just like old times.