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all you people who are daydreaming about making out and the like? are kind of nudging Azula's imagination in one particular direction]
[she's sitting at her desk in the Vatican, writing something in a piece of paper... and then suddenly it cuts to
a girl sneaking up behind her and throwing her arms around her neck
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