- 火: Hey..zuko here. :/

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  [All he could remember was the flash of light arching through his body. He knew, oh how he knew that he had to keep his energy fluid. How could he be expected to do so at such a short notice? However, he didn't feel the earth of the temple under him. He felt grass. The cool grass staunched the smoldering embers of his clothes. The pain, the agony

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[Well. Evelyn was taking a walk outside. Up until there was a weird flicker of blinding light and- someone is lying on the ground unconscious ohmygoodness.

She drops her books, hurrying over and stopping just a few feet away.]

...h-hello?

[Whoever it is, he doesn't look well. Evie takes another step closer and leans over the prone figure.]

Excuse me, are you...are you all right?

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[Nah, he wasn't all right. Zuko heard the woman's voice and flinched, but didn't do much else.]

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[Apparently he is not all right at all. Evelyn moves in, kneeling next to him trying to assess damage she can't really see. He doesn't look to hurt, but the grimace of pain is pretty telling.

She rests a hand on his forehead carefully.]

...can you hear me? Nod if you can.

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[Zuko holds his chest, giving a clue to where the damage is. The woman's hand on his forehead also makes him stir. His eyes open slowly, and he nods weakly. Yeah, he can hear her, but he's fighting to stay awake.]

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There's a- There's a clinic in the building over there, I can help you to it.

[Or rather, to one of the first floor parlours. Medical supplies should be in the closets.

Evelyn is petite, but not infirm. She's more than capable of helping the young man to sit upright, careful of his chest, pulling one arm over her shoulder.]

I'm going to need your help to get you up. Just a little push with your legs.

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[He groans as she forces him to sit up. His eyes close again, and he leans forward as if losing consciousness. Quickly the prince snaps himself out of it and focuses on her voice. She..almost sounds like mom.]

[He does manage to use the last of his strength to push himself up against the strange woman.]

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[libraritology]

[If Zuko ever let Evelyn know that she reminded him of his mother, she'd tear him a new one and ask if she really looked that old.

Lifting with her legs and supporting the (remarkably heavy) young man, Evelyn manages to get him inside and into the nearest parlour with some difficulty. Young Man With The Scar, you go on the divan now. Evelyn is fetching some painkillers and water.]

Can you talk?

[Lalala just trying to keep his attention on something so he doesn't pass out.]

Can you tell me what happened to you?

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[libraritology]

[Oh God oh God oh God this is so not good and she is so not qualified for this.]

Hold still.

[The closet is a glorious thing and provides her with some form of majestic aloe-y burn salve. This is being carefully applied to the horrific wound on his chest. As soon as this is through, she holds a glass of water to his lips.]

Just take a- A small sip, mind you. Be careful.

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[He winces from the salve. Christ that stings. Zuko clenches his fists to respond to the stinging and grits his teeth. The prince stares at the water and this whole unfamiliar setting. Where the hell is he? He hesitantly takes a small drink, then tries to talk again.]

"How..d-did I..?"

[He cringes. It hurts to talk.]

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Hush.

[She gives him an insistent expression and looks him over. With a voice that hoarse, his vocal cords can't be in very good condition. Cool drinks, soft foods, and some manner of lozenge should assist with the problem. He might not be able to speak very well for the first week or so.]

You're in Wonderland. [Evie begins as she urges him to take another sip.] Bear with me when I tell you that it's another world, or...or dimension. There are plenty of people here already, all from different places and times and they were just as confused as you when you arrived.

...can you write?

[Keep him communicating, but not talking.]

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[Write? He doesn't know if he's in the right condition to write. The poor kid's shaking like a leaf because of the pain, but the aloe is helping. At first he doesn't catch what she says...but then..]

[What?! that's impossible, improbable. His eyes widen and his pupils dilate. Suddenly he reaches out for her, paling a few shades. He tries to grab onto her arm, to try and tell her that he's seeing spots. Too late.]

[His eyes snap shut and he falls against her. Yup, KO.]

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Calm do- Just take a deep breath, don't pani-

[Oh, well. Brilliant. Now he's unconscious. Evelyn sighs and re-adjusts him as he sleeps so he's not leaning on her.]

I told you...

[Lalala~ just putting more salve on the wound before sitting back with a sigh. She can't just leave him here. It's practically inhumane. So she sits. And waits.]

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[Zuko eventually wakes up. He rolls over on his side and groans pitifully. The burn cream is starting to help him, but he's still delirious.]

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[Welp, it's good thing she put a cool towel on your forehead, young man! Outdated 1920's remedies are a go!]

Try not to make too much noise, [Evelyn stresses.] Your vocal cords are probably very badly burnt. You do need to drink, though.

[Offering more water?]

And rest.

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[Weakly he holds the towel on his head. Zuko hesitantly glances at the water again. He still takes a drink of it, even though he flinches visibly after swallowing. Rest would be good for him, but he really has to figure out what exactly is happening in this place.]