[Thread] Get your head out of the bison's mouth, Sokka.

[banishment]

Characters: Prince Zuko (OU) & Sokka (OU)
Where: the park
When: after this
Summary: Sokka's mind-wiped and Zuko's irritable. This may not end well.
Warnings: Violence and possible language. And probably some angst.

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Something about the way Sokka was running at him was...off. What was that idiot doing? That wasn't the right way to hold that thing and with Piando's reputation as one of the greatest swordsmen in the Fire Nation, Sokka should know how to wield a blade correctly. What was the point of attacking him if he wasn't going to do it the right way? Sokka should know that Zuko knew how to fight with a sword just as well as he did--if not better--and that knowledge included knowing how to defend one's self against a blade without having to pick up one themself. Of course, that was assuming the person having a blade pointed at them didn't know how to bend.

But Zuko, of course, did. And he wasn't in the mood to play games. If Sokka wanted a fight, he'd give him a fight--he'd make him use the skills he was certain the other boy had learned from Master Piando.

Without moving from where he stood, Zuko bent fire from his fists, moving his arms around this way and that, the fire spinning and spreading, growing larger with each movement of his hands. Chambering one elbow back, he'd push the flattened palm of his other hand forward, directing the flames at the other boy.

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At first Zuko, ignored the boomerang, more focused on sending blasts of flames to the ground near Sokka's feet. He jumped out of the way when he spun around after hearing the slight whistling sound it made as it sliced through the air and hurtled towards him, but only managed to spare himself getting knocked in the head with it the second time--which was something to be thankful for, considering he didn't have a helmet on this time. Instead, it caught his arm, just below the shoulder, grazing across the exposed, pale skin and causing blood to start trickling down his arm from the gash.

The prince swore aloud and and glared at the Water Tribe boy, spitting insults in at him about being a worthless peasant and with a tone he hadn't used in a long time. I'm done playing! His mind shouted and he ran towards Sokka, charging at him.

(( ooc: sorry for the delay. life got a little swamped there all of a sudden. ))

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Zuko saw what he was about to do and contemplated sending a blast of flames at him or the blade, but stopped. In fact, he stopped all together, coming to halt about a foot away. "Go on," he urged. "Grab it. Pick it up. Show me that you can use it."

In what was perhaps a stupid move on his part, he folded his arms over his chest and waited. Why? He wasn't sure. Maybe it was because defeating him unarmed would've been too easy.

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"What's wrong with me is that I'm wasting my time here!" The prince snapped, kicking at the dirt and turning on his heel. "You want to keep acting like a fool? Go ahead!"

And with that, Zuko broke into a run, needing to get away from there and calm himself down before he let his temper get the better of him and did something he would come to regret later.