dear buddha please bring me a pony and a plastic rocket
I'm seeing butterflies flit past my window through the closed blinds. It's an interesting sight. Meanwhile, this meme has been floating about for a while. Commented on iki_teru and am now contractually obligated to continue it!
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Azula doesn't have much to do in her life now. She sleeps, she eats, she waits in the cell she's been given for the healers to come and speak to her in low, soothing voices.
She is in the icy North. She knows this because she hears the wind roaring outside despite the fur-lined warmth of her room, she sees the bulky savage clothing of the people caring for her, she recognizes the flavor of their food as Water Tribe.
And she knows the Southern peoples have yet to go before they can create a building of this size and guard it with enough able-bodied benders she suspects this one is surrounded with. Brother Zuzu wouldn't have sent her anywhere soft.
She has a guard who is somewhat young, as far as those go. She supposes there must not be many older men here, what with the cost of war being decreased population: and these waterbenders seem to think their women weak. (she'd like to tell them of the girl who fought her to a standstill under ba sing se and finally beat her at her own palace) Anyway, the guard is young, perhaps just ( ... )
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aughhhhh my brain won't even make words to describe the joy of reading this. THANK YOU <3
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