[Open] Just out for a morning "stroll
Who? Azula and open to anyone
What? Azula just recently arrived to Charon and has lost her communicator and now she is going back to look for it.
Where? Somewhere in the depths of the swamp...I guess.
When? Late morning/Early Afternoon
Azula had never been to the swamp lands at home nor did she ever really intend to. It was a disgusting and a foul place to behold and the people were as despicapable if not more. She couldn't make any assumption as to the peopl of this world but if the surroundings were any indication, well she was most certainly in for possibly unpleasant interactions with the locals of this area.
She had returned to the area of where she had thought to have descended in order to find her communicator. Uck! The very thought made her cringe with anger. She had arrived here yesterday on a mission from Yuuko, and although Azula ad expressed her discontent. She went along with it anyways, sooner the better she thought.
Well if she had known that she would drop and lose her communicator in this vile place then she would not have thought to come at all. The young princess was so angry at the stupid planet and for losing her communicator, that she manged to scorch/incincerate some tress and local plant life. As they should have. Inferior plant life for an inferior planet.
Azula arrived to the large pool where she had dropped her communicator but she found it was now covered in thick slimy vines. Azula couldnt help but kick a root in frustration but as she did, she didnt realize that that would cause her to hit her ankle, letting her hiss in pain. Azula was her own personal hell she knew it all tis muck and muggy weather was just undescrebibably putrid.
Yes there was no doubt about it Azula was in hell.
What? Azula just recently arrived to Charon and has lost her communicator and now she is going back to look for it.
Where? Somewhere in the depths of the swamp...I guess.
When? Late morning/Early Afternoon
Azula had never been to the swamp lands at home nor did she ever really intend to. It was a disgusting and a foul place to behold and the people were as despicapable if not more. She couldn't make any assumption as to the peopl of this world but if the surroundings were any indication, well she was most certainly in for possibly unpleasant interactions with the locals of this area.
She had returned to the area of where she had thought to have descended in order to find her communicator. Uck! The very thought made her cringe with anger. She had arrived here yesterday on a mission from Yuuko, and although Azula ad expressed her discontent. She went along with it anyways, sooner the better she thought.
Well if she had known that she would drop and lose her communicator in this vile place then she would not have thought to come at all. The young princess was so angry at the stupid planet and for losing her communicator, that she manged to scorch/incincerate some tress and local plant life. As they should have. Inferior plant life for an inferior planet.
Azula arrived to the large pool where she had dropped her communicator but she found it was now covered in thick slimy vines. Azula couldnt help but kick a root in frustration but as she did, she didnt realize that that would cause her to hit her ankle, letting her hiss in pain. Azula was her own personal hell she knew it all tis muck and muggy weather was just undescrebibably putrid.
Yes there was no doubt about it Azula was in hell.