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Though she had only done it twice so far (once to the place where she had met with Zuko, and then back again), worldhopping was not Ursa's favorite activity. It was dizzying, disorienting, and cold-- though, from what she had gathered, that had more to do with Jack Frost's methods than with the trip itself. Still, she admitted, it was a small price

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Well, at least the food didn't sound entirely unfamiliar. Returning the smile, Ursa took the extended hand and rose to her feet. "I'll tell you what. Why don't you pick something out yourself and surprise me?"

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Ursa herself was a fan of touch-- not at all to the extent that Vanessa was, but all the same.

She stood back politely at the counter, sincerely hoping that all of that food wasn't only for her. "You're still hungry after your--" What had she called it? "-- quiche?"

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"That sounds fine." When the food arrived, she let go of Vanessa's hand so that she would be free to carry her share of the food. Walking back carefully so as not to spill the soup, she brought the carrying tray back to their table and sat down once again.

"Do you still wish to talk, or would you prefer to eat in silence?"

Just to warn you, responses might be a bit slow because it's hard to RL while in the car :P

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Ursa took a small sip, then started in on her soup. Vanessa was right; it was good-- all of it. "What would you like to talk about? More of the same?"

She wasn't sure what she herself wanted to discuss. Letting out her frustrations about the situation surrounding her family was satisfying, to be sure (that was the main reason why she had come here, after all), but she also knew she wouldn't be adverse to distraction.

We're in Virginia, just driving around 8)

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"I..." she hesitated. "I did do something that I wasn't proud of, but I don't regret it, and I'd do it again. Does that make sense?" She didn't feel very comfortable with going into details.

"And it isn't necessary to call me 'Princess'. Ursa is fine."

Sort of; we're just visiting my aunt

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"I was saving my son," she said firmly. "There's nothing that's more important than that."

Ursa's gaze followed Vanessa's. The streets were busy, full of people and strange, lumbering vehicles that were probably the "taxis" that had been mentioned to her. And it was all so loud. She wondered how people could get used to living in a place as noisy as this.

Pfft please Virginia owns; Shenandoah Valley fuck yeah

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"It's different," she said immediately. "We have a lot of the same ingredients at home, but not the same dishes. But I do like it."