So what if it was his birthday? Turning eighteen meant you were an adult in some places, but Zuko had been an adult for years, in function if not in reality. It didn't mean anything to him. He was sure his mother and his uncle remembered the occasion, and that warm glow of assurance - that he knew they would without having to ask, or check - was
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Both options made her blood boil. How dare they try to make it look as if nothing had happened? How dare they act like everything was peaceful and happy now?! Zuko was ruining her country, her legacy, and her life, and he had no right to act like everything was fine now.
Fire at the ready, Azula swooped into the courtyard, her eyes wild and angry. "You think you can just fly in here and take my throne from me?" she called loudly, her words aimed at Zuko (though others around might hear her, too). "Well, guess what? I can do the same thing!"
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Everything was turned on its head. She wholeheartedly believed things that were in dichotomy with each other-- how in the world was she supposed to know which was right? It was maddening.
She let out another blood-curdling scream, throwing her head back and just letting her fire go everywhere.
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"Are you going to leave on your own, or does someone need to come get you?" His voice was pitched low. If forced to, he would lock her away. She needed help, and he trusted Dr. Cuddy to give it - but that trust was nothing in the face of his responsibility to his people.
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"Come to your rooms, and I'll find someone to take you to Dr. Cuddy's," he said, still quiet. It was painful to even say it. Zuko was conscious of everyone gathered, watching them: he knew how cripplingly ashamed he had been after his father defeated him in public. He wanted to spare his sister whatever he morally could.
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"Get out of here," he called to them. When only a few of them moved, the ones left behind obviously reluctant to leave their injured Fire Lord - for taking that hit had taxed, and burned, him - Zuko said more sharply, "She's my sister. I said leave."
They left.
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Zuko hesitantly went to his discarded robe, digging through it to find the book he used to access the community. Not daring to touch her, though the urge was there, he slowly sat cross-legged on the floor and opened the book to post.
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"No," she said sharply.
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Then Zuko spoke to the book: "I need someone to bring my sister home."
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"Alright," he relented. "I won't tell them what happened. But you are leaving."
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