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[azure_prodigy]

Finally liberated from the torrid box that passed as a room, the Crown Princess of the Fire Nation is free to roam the halls and indulge her sense of exploration. It truly is a massive place, the color-scheme reminiscent of the homeland in all of its crimsons and maroons. But so unlike the militaristic ambiance of the royal palace are the sitting

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[neverthrilled]

Mai was wandering. She'd woken up alone, not doused in aphro, and for once with her old clothing, and so she was taking advantage of a moments peace to just aimlessly explore the hotel. Before it had changed, she'd learned where most of the things were, but now that the elevator went on forever, she'd sometimes just pick a floor and see where it took her

[azure_prodigy]

Azula, too, donned her old clothing, the pleated armor resting a bit more heavily on her frame than it did at home. The Hotel seemed to generate an atmosphere all its own, oppressive and all-consuming. It could so easily weigh you down, physically and mentally. Much like the elevator, this hall didn't seem to end, either. Still, she soldiered on, unwilling to admit defeat. An infinite structure was impossible to rationalize; somewhere, anywhere, there had to be an end -- and an exit.

A truck would be a stretch to fit into a hallway, but this place almost seemed to... adapt and shift forms, so who's to say? On the other end, the Princess continued her leisurely stroll, every so often unfurling her fingers to reinvigorate the sensation of circulating blood and ward off stiffness. Familiar dark clothes against pale skin soon came into view from around the corner just up ahead. She blinked in surprise, her gait slowing but not stopping.

"Mai," she greeted evenly, clearly not the insane Princess the knife-slinger was by now

[neverthrilled]

Mai was tense, very tense, as the other approached, though it was hard to tell if you didn't know her. She could've hurled a dozen knives before most people blinked. But Azula wasn't attacking her, she wasn't spitting curses and shooting fire at nothing, not like the last time she'd seen her...

She stopped, her hand disappearing up her sleeve though the faint 'tap tap tap' of the knife against her palm could still be heard as she watched the other approach. Of all the people she'd run into from home (and she'd run into a lot) she hadn't actually seen Azula here. For whatever that was worth.

"...I didn't know you were in the hotel." She said once the other got closer.

[azure_prodigy]

Truly, Mai had her emotions under wraps, and only through the prodigy's association with her did that tenseness be detected. Azula wasn't cognizant of the fact that this Mai wasn't of her world, so she had nothing to dread from whom she assumed to be a current ally. That being the case, the undercurrent of uncertainty proved perplexing, though the Princess supposed it was the general atmosphere of the Hotel giving rise to such anxiety.

The older girl was obviously brandishing a knife, the tapping of cool metal against skin becoming more discernible upon Azula's advance. Very typical of the dour noblewoman to carry a sharp instrument in hand, particularly in unfamiliar surroundings. Mai was one of the most favorable people Azula could encounter, and it served to put her at ease.

No longer anticipating a threat, the Firebender wound to a halt mere meters from her friend. "I didn't know you were here, either."