Ah yes, high society, the upper crust, royalty. This is where Azula belonged.
So why did she feel so miserably out of place?
She looks the part at least, dressed in an elegant dress of red and gold that compliments her skin making her eyes pop brightly and her skin taking on a warm hue rather then the sometimes washed out pale she has on her bad days.
Even her hair, which is a constant battle to do on her own is looking put together and shiny thanks to her steeling her courage and allowing someone to help her.
To any who didn't know better, they might think she was comfortable and happy here. But inside she wanted to set fire to at least half the people she was meeting here. Between conversations her teeth were clenched, thank the spirits she'd managed to force herself to drink some of the punch after seeing everyone else drinking it. Having something to do with her hand namely: Holding a cup was better then the constant urge punish these simpering fools for talking down to her.
Someday they would regret this party. Maybe not someday soon but some day she would ensure each and every one of them learned their place.
But for now she was taking a moment to breathe, her back to a wall so she didn't have to worry about anyone sneaking up on her.
Was it so wrong for her to wish there was some kind of horrible disaster?
**************************************************** B
There is a phrase, be careful what you wish for. Even in her world that is well known thanks to all manner children's stories.
Azula had been hoping for something to test her skills on and as luck would have it, trouble found her.
Her eyes were sharp and took in every detail as she scanned the area for who and what she had to work with to stop this situation from getting out of hand.
Azula // Avatar the Last Airbender // A & B
Ah yes, high society, the upper crust, royalty. This is where Azula belonged.
So why did she feel so miserably out of place?
She looks the part at least, dressed in an elegant dress of red and gold that compliments her skin making her eyes pop brightly and her skin taking on a warm hue rather then the sometimes washed out pale she has on her bad days.
Even her hair, which is a constant battle to do on her own is looking put together and shiny thanks to her steeling her courage and allowing someone to help her.
To any who didn't know better, they might think she was comfortable and happy here. But inside she wanted to set fire to at least half the people she was meeting here. Between conversations her teeth were clenched, thank the spirits she'd managed to force herself to drink some of the punch after seeing everyone else drinking it. Having something to do with her hand namely: Holding a cup was better then the constant urge punish these simpering fools for talking down to her.
Someday they would regret this party. Maybe not someday soon but some day she would ensure each and every one of them learned their place.
But for now she was taking a moment to breathe, her back to a wall so she didn't have to worry about anyone sneaking up on her.
Was it so wrong for her to wish there was some kind of horrible disaster?
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B
There is a phrase, be careful what you wish for. Even in her world that is well known thanks to all manner children's stories.
Azula had been hoping for something to test her skills on and as luck would have it, trouble found her.
Her eyes were sharp and took in every detail as she scanned the area for who and what she had to work with to stop this situation from getting out of hand.