action {tea shop; open to all}❚entry twelve

[pyromatics]

[Firebenders rise with the sun. And this is Zuko rising with the early sun, getting ready for a new day of business, uncursed, and heading out into the teashop from the house.

But ... what's this?!]

Un-Uncle! Uncle, come quick, someone's vanda--

[His mouth snaps shut and he stares around at the interior of the teashop, the sheer amount of

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[wellguarded]

[ At a little before noon, the door to the teashop opens to reveal a young woman who is, in fact, not a young woman at all, but a very cursed young man. It's Nigel's first time at the teashop, though it has come recommended from a friend. He stands, perhaps a bit awkwardly in his women's clothes and (more importantly) women's shoes in the doorway and for a long, silent moment, simply tilts his head to read a bit of writing scribbled up and down along an adjacent wall.

He asks absently: ]

Who's Zuko?

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[pyromatics]

[Zuko's crouched down several feet away, scrubbing away at some marker on the floor when the cursed figure enters. He only looks up when he hears his name, looking the woman over.]

I'm Zuko.

[bill_to_sis]

[Despite it being a Sunday, April's stopping by for her morning tea. She really can't wake up without it. That is until she walks in to the mass of post-its everywhere.]

Well, I guess that's one way to wake yourself up in the morning. Did someone get a little happy with the post-it notes?

[pyromatics]

[He's just in the middle of clearing them off the walls, scowling to himself as he does the clean up task. He looks over at the customer, still not happy looking.]

It was a curse.

[bill_to_sis]

Isn't everything around here? At least there's no doubt as to who the vandal was.

[pyromatics]

Are you here for tea or not?

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[seesbydoing]

So are you fixed today, Sparky?

[ As she wanders in, she brushes a hand against the wall, knocking off sticky notes. ] I'm guessing that's a no.

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[pyromatics]

[Oh he's fixed all right or else he would have given her hell for knocking off his post-its! He does have the back wall cleared of them so far.]

I'm fine.

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[seesbydoing]

[ She has brought the ones he managed to inflict her with, and she wanders over to stick them on his back. So there. ]

Good to know. You were being weird.

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[pyromatics]

[Frowns and twists to try and reach back to yank them off. He reads what he wrote and makes another face, crumpling the post-its up and shoving them into his garbage bin at hand.]

Looks like it.

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[o_tea_p]

[Iroh yawns widely as he walks down the steps.]

What on earth are you yelling about, nephew?

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[pyromatics]

[Walking around to assess the scribbles and notes closer.] There are notes everywhere and drawings on the wall. I'm assuming... it was all my doing; why didn't you stop me?

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[o_tea_p]

Don't you think I tried? Look what you did to my clothes!

[He goes and pulls out his favorite apron...and his shirt. And another shirt. All of which have been labeled with variations of "ZUKO'S UNCLE"]

Though I have to admit, it was kind of sweet. It reminded me of when you were a baby.

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[pyromatics]

How embarrassing... [He mutters, pressing a hand to his face and dragging it somewhat. He peeks at the apron and shirts and groans again.]

I'm sorry... I guess it was a curse- Agni--

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[drizzlinginside]

[She raises one quick eyebrow. She's just here to visit her brother, that's all.]

.... What happened in here?

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[pyromatics]

[Sure she is. Sure she is.

Zuko's at one of the tables, scrubbing at the marker on the tabletop when she enters. He looks over and frowns; she's the last person he wants to see right now!]

... What does it look like?

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[drizzlinginside]

[Of course, she is! ... Okay, maybe she's also here to troll you Zuko. You can't go on with your day without your daily dose of Katara-tsun.

She looks around, a small smirk tugging her lips.]

I don't know, maybe you went crazy and started labeling things like they're yours? I'm glad I wasn't here when that happened.

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[pyromatics]

[Now he scowls; he really does NOT want to get into this right now.]

I don't think you need to worry about me labeling you as mine. Not when you're uh... married to someone else?

Someone who isn't the Avatar?