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[princeinexile]

Goldworking is excellent for focused heat-- heating, shaping, setting gemstones, taking heat away to cool and set the metal. It's a hell of a thing. Certainly, Toph, who can bend metal, would do better, maybe. Quicker, definitely

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[walking_napalm]

It's not that hard to find the fire prince.

He is, after all, exactly where Liz last saw him several days ago.

But what makes it really easy is stepping outside, and feeling the fire ripple down to her fingertips, under her skin. Pausing a moment, just a moment, to gather herself and make sure she hasn't actually lit up (she hasn't), she glances up at the sky, silently tells it she hopes she knows what she's doing, and she sets out toward the forge.

She's dressed in all black, as before (simple and utilitarian; black pants, heavy black boots, a fitted black T-shirt), but without the gunbelt, and without the gun.

[princeinexile]

The sign on the forge has three names:

ZUKO
RYAN
TEJA

It's funny how they're all four letters long; Zuko's never thought about it, honestly. However, the flame next to all but one are turned to OUT; Zuko's beaten, iron flame is turned to IN.

That'd because he's sitting there, looking over his work before he straightens one finger and extends it -- flaming coming out with the force of a butane torch... but still red-orange. He's not quite strong enough to manage blue flames like Liz does, or his sister Azula.

[walking_napalm]

This time, Liz is prepared for the way that her power responds. There isn't a blue flame to be seen as she raps lightly on the door (as a courtesy; she's pretty sure he knows she's there) and, after a brief glance at the sign, steels herself and steps inside.

"Hi," she says, neutrally.

[princeinexile]

With fire in the forges banked, yes-- it's easy to feel. It's not pulling as hard, like to like (it's far more intense with Liz then anyone else, and that sort of disconcerts Zuko) but it's there.

"Hey," he replies as he seals metal to metal; the flame snuffs out and he puts the piece aside to cool. He turns on his stool to look back at her. "You look calmer."