(log) Flying out the stress (backlogged - day 17) [Open!]
Name(s): Temari, Zuko, open
Location: Quidditch grounds
Day: 17.
Time: Late afternoon - 5 o'clock-ish
Rating: PG-13 (Temari can be colourful sometimes)
Broom flung over her shoulder, Temari strode into the Quidditch grounds. Her robes billowed behing her, the strong wind jerking them around, and she grinned fiercely up at the grey sky. It wasn't Willow-taunting - like she'd let anyone short see her at that little exercise - but the rough weather would make for good training. Probably good for working off stress too. Zuko was too uptight, and his sister was a piece of work. That alone was reason enough for Temari to throw him a bone, regardless of the fact that he was fairly entertaining from him to time.
Seeing that Zuko wasn't there yet, she rolled her shoulder and swung her leg easily over her broom. She kicked off the ground launched herself into the air.
Location: Quidditch grounds
Day: 17.
Time: Late afternoon - 5 o'clock-ish
Rating: PG-13 (Temari can be colourful sometimes)
Broom flung over her shoulder, Temari strode into the Quidditch grounds. Her robes billowed behing her, the strong wind jerking them around, and she grinned fiercely up at the grey sky. It wasn't Willow-taunting - like she'd let anyone short see her at that little exercise - but the rough weather would make for good training. Probably good for working off stress too. Zuko was too uptight, and his sister was a piece of work. That alone was reason enough for Temari to throw him a bone, regardless of the fact that he was fairly entertaining from him to time.
Seeing that Zuko wasn't there yet, she rolled her shoulder and swung her leg easily over her broom. She kicked off the ground launched herself into the air.