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Having recovered from -- a bit of testiness this last week, Zuko has been most absent. That's because he's been busy at Etna.
That'd be why he's staring at his nails as he walks out with a bag over one shoulder, wondering how the hell anyone stands having this black guck caked on them twenty-four seven. Certainly, a firebender is no stranger to soot and ash, but that still doesn't mean he likes it.
He's headed to the lake this evening. To swim. There are shorts on under those robes, y' know. They're comfy, and the lake is nice and cool after a week in a volcano working one's fingers to black nubbins at a forge because a pretty boy blacksmith got under your skin.
That'd be why he's staring at his nails as he walks out with a bag over one shoulder, wondering how the hell anyone stands having this black guck caked on them twenty-four seven. Certainly, a firebender is no stranger to soot and ash, but that still doesn't mean he likes it.
He's headed to the lake this evening. To swim. There are shorts on under those robes, y' know. They're comfy, and the lake is nice and cool after a week in a volcano working one's fingers to black nubbins at a forge because a pretty boy blacksmith got under your skin.