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Who: Zuko and Azula
What: Dysfunctional families!
Where: The park
When: Present
Zuko cautiously crept out of the hallways, glancing about. He'd already run into several men and women in strange green and black uniforms, who had demanded he worship someone (or something) called "The Supreme One." Naturally, he'd refused. The following fight had been quick. Always paid to be cautious.
Now, he found himself in a park area. Paved paths, grass, trees, all under the moonlight. He looked up, studying the sky. It was different from his own. None of the constellations were there. This whole place was strange. To top it all off, his sister was lurking around. At least Sokka was here and could keep him company.
With a sigh, he unslung his swords from his back and sat, back against a tree, thinking. He was very confused. And the earlier conversation through the... computer... hadn't helped much.
What: Dysfunctional families!
Where: The park
When: Present
Zuko cautiously crept out of the hallways, glancing about. He'd already run into several men and women in strange green and black uniforms, who had demanded he worship someone (or something) called "The Supreme One." Naturally, he'd refused. The following fight had been quick. Always paid to be cautious.
Now, he found himself in a park area. Paved paths, grass, trees, all under the moonlight. He looked up, studying the sky. It was different from his own. None of the constellations were there. This whole place was strange. To top it all off, his sister was lurking around. At least Sokka was here and could keep him company.
With a sigh, he unslung his swords from his back and sat, back against a tree, thinking. He was very confused. And the earlier conversation through the... computer... hadn't helped much.