03 ϟ WILDFIRE

[flamewarring]

[The video feed is activated as the communicator has been thrown against the floor. There's sounds of other objects falling onto the ground next to it, and the camera simply points at the ceiling.]

I do not need this.

[A short jet of blue flame flies across the screen, followed by an irritated grunt. Her mother is there. She's know it's a curse,

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[sparkling_by]

Ah -- Princess? Are you quite all right?

[flamewarring]

Yes, I'm fine. There is no need to worry over me.

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[sparkling_by]

But why is the explosive temper gone...?

[sparkling_by]

[sparkling_by]

Are you suuuuuuuuuuuuuure?

[flamewarring]

Yes, I am sure.

["Azula, you shouldn't be so rude to the nice boy-"]

[Azula sighs and scrunches up her eyes in irritation.]

I do not need your help.

[sparkling_by]

Are you suuuuuuuuuuuure sure? Did you run the adequate research to reach that conclusion? A few diagrams?

[flamewarring]

["Now, Azula, he's only trying to help-"]

I do not need to compile research, when I know that I am okay. Why must you insist on questioning me?

[sparkling_by]

Well, not to imply that there might be something a little bit odd, when people are randomly shooting magical neon fire-like light thingies, but...

[flamewarring]

["Oh, isn't that sweet, Azula? It's nice that you have people that care about you-"]

It was not a random shot. I had a target in mind.

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[sparkling_by]

An invisible target.

In space.

[sparkling_by]

WERE YOU SHOOTING AT ALIENS?

[flamewarring]

...No.

It was merely a curse.

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[sparkling_by]

Oh, well, that explains everything, then!

[sparkling_by]

Except for the part where it really, really doesn't.

[flamewarring]

I've told you all that you need to know. Are you truely this concerned over me?