☲ VI ☰
[ Though she did not take care of her plant at all--a princess must have standards, after all, and she was curious--the determined little thing bloomed nevertheless. As it was doing so, Azula was inspecting the little thing closely.
Just a bit too closely, even if she did keep what she had thought to be a reasonable distance.
As it bloomed, it let out its big puff of sweet-scented fragrance, which the princess got more than a slight whiff of. After determining she was not, in fact, poisoned, Azula realized she actually felt good.
...Good and very, very friendly. Very friendly.]
I feel my temperature rising,
High higher,
It's burning through to my soul.
Girl, girl, girl.
You gonna set me on fire.
My brain is flaming!
I don't know which way to go.
Your kisses lift me higher,
Like the sweet song of a choir.
You light my morning sky
With burning love.
[That heavy dose of magical scent was strong enough that she doesn't mind she's singing a song (and doing so well) she has never, ever heard before; she isn't even bothered by what the lyrics are saying! In fact, she is very unlikely to be embarrassed if any lady were to overhear her nearby or see her over the Vine.
Neither I nor Azula will apologize for all the bodices spontaneously torn within earshot.]
Just a bit too closely, even if she did keep what she had thought to be a reasonable distance.
As it bloomed, it let out its big puff of sweet-scented fragrance, which the princess got more than a slight whiff of. After determining she was not, in fact, poisoned, Azula realized she actually felt good.
...Good and very, very friendly. Very friendly.]
I feel my temperature rising,
High higher,
It's burning through to my soul.
Girl, girl, girl.
You gonna set me on fire.
My brain is flaming!
I don't know which way to go.
Your kisses lift me higher,
Like the sweet song of a choir.
You light my morning sky
With burning love.
[That heavy dose of magical scent was strong enough that she doesn't mind she's singing a song (and doing so well) she has never, ever heard before; she isn't even bothered by what the lyrics are saying! In fact, she is very unlikely to be embarrassed if any lady were to overhear her nearby or see her over the Vine.
Neither I nor Azula will apologize for all the bodices spontaneously torn within earshot.]