[So if I had a video of one of the times that she broke down crying during the finale I'd totally embed it here, but I don't, so you'll just have to use your imaginations. She is all-out sobbing, pretty hysterically, and there's a thumping sound as she bumps into something-- the wall, by the sound of it-- and just... slides to the floor. The crying ( Read more... )

Dr. Cuddy, I'm leaving. I'm going--

I'm leaving.

( {FAILED LOCK TO OZAI} )

I don't know why these persistent posts about families and parents annoy me so much. It's not like I'm jealous. Or maybe I am; I wouldn't know. I don't tend to self-analyze-- it's pointless. So few people realize that when you start to feel something stupid or messy, the best thing to do is to just ignore it, especially if it's about something that ( Read more... )

Those of you who have gotten on my bad side lately are lucky-- I'm in a very good mood today. I'm not even bored. Being able to worldhop anywhere at any time is a magnificent advantage, and at the risk of being repetitive, I'll probably spend another few hours in Paris this afternoon. It really is a lovely city ( Read more... )

[Small text is muttering-- either she hasn't realized that the audio's being picked up yet, or she's distracted and not thinking clearly, and doesn't care who hears her]

He's lying. He's making it all up because he thinks it's something I'll fall for, and if I went back right now I'd be executed. No question.

No question.

[Pacing, pacing, ( Read more... )

[Azula is sitting in a chair in front of a big picture window-- she's purposefully positioned herself so that the city can be clearly seen behind her; it's Paris, for those who would recognize it]

Are you still so sure you know where I am, Father?

Look what "Dr. Cuddy" has in her backyard.

[She turns the camera to give a better view of the ( Read more... )

[The feed shows Azula in bed, sleeping uneasily-- she's tossing and turning, groaning and muttering in her sleep (but not loud enough to be heard from another room, and not loud enough to wake Cuddy's baby), the whole nine yards]

Father...

[Her fingers flex, graping at the blankets and pillows, and some of her hand movements actually look like ( Read more... )

[Azula is sitting in bed, an open book in her lap and Fire Nation silk sheets wrapped around herself, tucked up around her shoulders]

Yesterday was so dramatic. I felt lonely and homesick and miserable and all sorts of things-- but not insane, thank you very much-- which is ridiculous, especially on the first point. I don't mind being disliked by ( Read more... )

[There's the sound of tossing and turning-- then she starts in with the disjointed muttering]

Just until he... until he--

I can't worldhop; I have no money; I'm not even of age on half these worlds. Even at home it'd be difficult for me to--

I'm not a child, I'm a-- I'm the Fire Lord.

... No hotel lets people stay for free.

[With a growl, ( Read more... )

It's just bruising; I don't need to be in a--

There aren't any guards here.

This is the last place I should have come. They want me dead here. They wanted to turn me over to Zuko, and if they think I can't fight in this position, they--

[Ragged breathing; she sounds almost teary, but not quite, like she's holding back tears of pure frustration] ( Read more... )