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Post by Azula on Oct 28, 2009 2:48:58 GMT -5
She was locked up. Why was she locked up? She didn't do anything wrong. Azula could do no wrong... she was Princess Azula of the Fire Nation. She was always right... always. Always the best... the prodigal daughter, never made a mistake, never wrong... she knew that... she rememebered it... so why was she locked up?
They thought she was crazy... but why would she be crazy? Just because the only people in the entire would she ever trusted betrayed her for her brother... just because she was defeated in combat by some water bending brat... just because everything she had ever worked for had been stolen from her... why would she be crazy?
She stood slowly, walking with what regal grace was left in her to the centre of the room. With a frustrated growl that was so quiet, it sounded like it came from a throat that growled too often, she swung her arms in an arc at the door to her cell, waiting for an explosion of blue flame to release her. But nothing happened. Not even red or yellow flame. Just silence and nothingness. Azula stared at the door in confusion.
"Can't bend..." she muttered to herself. "Can't bend... can't bend..." She giggled. Of course she couldn't bend. They took her bending from her... she didn't know how yet, but they had... because they knew that if she could bend she would kill them all. "Can't bend... can't bend..." when she found out what they had done to her to take her fire away... she would reverse it... somehow... whatever it took... and she would destroy them all. Her guards... her brother... everyone... she would end them.
Azula giggled again, making her way back to the corner of the room and curling up on her side. She pressed her back against the wall and watched her fingers as she danced them along the floor. "Just wait," she muttered cheerfully. "Just wait... wait..."
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Post by Ursa on Nov 7, 2009 22:22:07 GMT -5
The hood obscured her face, and partially her vision. She knew where she was going, she'd been watching the facility long enough. In fact, she'd been watching the facility long enough that she'd managed to slip through the security, as shifts changed and eyes grew tired. The hood cast a shadow over her perfect features, the features that would have had her recognized in a heartbeat - not that the hood lessened her danger as she turned the corner.
There is was. The proper door. The Princess's Cell. A burst of fear shot through her as she approached it. What waits on the other side? She asked her self as she drew near. She released the breath she held and undid the lock on the door.
Will she try to kill me? Ursa thought suddenly as she opened the door and slipped inside. She closed it behind her, and stood, back against it for a moment, looking around for girl who was her daughter.
(day or night, I don't care. I tried not to make my post discriminatory)
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Post by Azula on Nov 7, 2009 22:49:08 GMT -5
The floor of her prison was stangely comfortable, and Azula had fallen asleep curled against the wall, her hand outstretched and twitching every so often. Her dreams were blurry and violent and she didn't enjoy them at all. She wanted to wake up. She wanted to get out. She wanted to be in one piece again.
She jerked awake gratefully at the sound of the door unlocking and she pushed herself into a sitting position, her head tilted to the side, as she wondered who or what would be coming to visit her. No body visited her. And the staff in the world outside slid food to her in a conveniently shaped slot in the door. A hooded figure entered. A very familiar hooded figure. The figure looked around and when the face turned in her general direction, Azula groaned.
"Hello, Mother," she said calmly, lowering herself back to the ground. This hallucination was a regular occurence now. Though this was the first time the shade used the door. "What new torment have you decided to bring to me today?"
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Post by Ty Lee on Nov 9, 2009 14:41:07 GMT -5
When she hadn't heard back from Mai, Ty Lee began to worry. And that was odd, because Ty Lee lived in the moment, a philosophy that tended not to lend itself to worry of any sort. Sure, Mai had a super-cute, super-important Fire Lord boyfriend to attend to now, but even Miss Dingy Aura had never been one to ignore her friends. Especially not friends who had jumped in front of an angry princess to save her life.
But Mai wasn't writing back, and as days turned into weeks, Ty Lee began to be filled with a retslessness she couldn't quite explain. Nothing pleased her. Not even her teaching and her sparring practices with the other Kyoshi girls. She was...lonely almost. And before long, these feelingsto her speaking to Suki about taking a leave of absence and going home.
So that's where she was now. On a boat, bound for the Fire Nation, her thoughts doing their own cartwheels as she sailed. What would she find when she returned? Would it be the same as when she left? Different? Were Mai and Zuko far too important to associate with her any more?
Ty Lee wasn't one for negativity, and she wasn't one to dwell on the past, but suddenly she was struck by a rather sharp pang of nostalgia. A pang sharp enough to make her approach the captain as they were passing an unnamed island off the northern Fire Nation coast and ask if he would mind dropping her off a couple of stops early.
"I...have something I need to do," she mumbled by way of explanation. "It's important."
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Post by Ursa on Nov 10, 2009 21:30:25 GMT -5
"Torment?" Ursa blinked at the term, not in a manner that suggested she did not understand it, but rather in a manner that expressed a severe disdain for the term itself. "Why would I torment you, Azula?" She said with a small frown.
Ursa moved away from the door silently, approaching the girl a bit, but not coming close enough to be threatening. She raised her hands silently to lower her hood, despite the fact that the girl already knew who she was - she wanted a better look at the girl any way.
"I haven't see you in years..." She said softly, finding herself carefully studying the girl who lay on the floor. "Why were you sleeping on the floor, Azula?" She asked sounding concerned. The very idea of Azula sleeping on the floor bothered her, if only because the girl was her daughter, and as a mother she wanted better for her child, regardless of the circumstances.
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Post by Azula on Nov 10, 2009 21:47:49 GMT -5
Azula wondered why this particular image of her mother didn't know what she was talking about. They had only been through this hundreds of times before. The woman would appear and speak to her... usually reminding Azula of every terrible thing she had ever done, while maintaining the stance that she was not a monster and that she loved her. It was confusing and made no sense.
"Because it's what you do," Azula answered from the floor. "I don't know why you do it... you just do."
She watched as Ursa stepped a fraction closer, but still maintained her distance, and lowered her hood. Many years ago, Azula remembered, she had wished she looked more like her mother. She was much prettier than she was. Now it didn't matter of course, no body saw her anyway.
"I haven't see you in years..."
No. That was wrong. She had seen her yesterday. Yesterday Ursa had spent the entire day reminding Azula of everything she had lost.
"Why were you sleeping on the floor, Azula?"
Azula laughed and stood up, moving towards her mother. "Because I fell asleep there," she said as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. "And they call me crazy..."
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Post by Ty Lee on Nov 14, 2009 10:10:47 GMT -5
This was a very creepy building. Ty Lee pressed her fingers to her lips, not at all thrilled about going inside. It gave off some really bad vibes, but those bad vibes convinced her that the princess inside needed her even more. So, picking up her shoulder bag, she came closer. She was Ty Lee, Kyoshi warrior after all. She was not afraid, and she was doing this for a friend.
"I'm here to see the princess," she said, and the attendant inside nodded and beckoned her to follow. They went down several long corridors before they reached a boxy room with bars across the door.
"Why were you sleeping on the floor, Azula?"
"Because I fell asleep there. And they call me crazy..."
Voices. Obviously, Azula already had company. For a brief moment, Ty Lee considered turning around without making her presence known. But the attendant had already gone, and she didn't relish the idea of walking those long corridors herself. So instead, Ty Lee took a deep breath.
And knocked.
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Post by Ursa on Nov 15, 2009 21:33:37 GMT -5
Ursa felt strangely skittish as Azula began to approach her, as well. She stilled immediately where see was, allowing the girl to come to her, if she so wished, but not drawing any closer on her own. Her eyes never strayed from Azula. There was a strange, haunted compassion hidden in her golden eyes.
At Azula's laughter, Ursa had to suppress a shudder. She listened carefully to her daughter's words. As she began to plan her response, her muscles tightened, and her attention snapped to the door as a knock sounded at it. Who? she wondered, almost afraid to find out.
Ursa turned her attention back to Azula, curious to see how she would respond to the knock.
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Post by Azula on Nov 15, 2009 22:26:27 GMT -5
Azula watched her mother closely as she approached her, interested to find out why today her hallucination was so... confusing. Usually it was pretty standard. Mother arrives. Mother talks. Azula screams, throws things and cries herself to sleep. Today though, Mother arrived and pretended she didn't know any of that. What was the point? How did that help the torture?
Slowly, for the first time since the hallucinations started, Azula reached out her hand towards her mother. Her hands shook with the effort of moving so tentatively, but she didn't want to scare her mother. Not today at least. Her fingers were less than an inch away from Ursa's face when someone knocked at the door, startling Azula into drawing her hand back.
In one movement, Azula was at the door, her face pressed to the bars in the window, trying to see who would visit her. No body visited her. Much less knocked. She tilted her head the side and stared in surprise at the girl on the other side. She certainly hadn't expected her.
"Ty Lee," Azula said, bowing her head as gracefully as she could to mask her surprise. For a brief moment she envisioned herself sending the biggest blast of fire she could at her old friend, but remembered that she couldn't bend any more. It was infuriating. So for now she would be polite. "What are you doing here? I thought we weren't friends any more." Okay, polite as was possible for Azula.
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Post by Ty Lee on Nov 18, 2009 11:31:06 GMT -5
"What are you doing here? I thought we weren't friends any more." Ty Lee looked nervously back and forth between Azula and the woman who she knew without a doubt was Fire Lady Ursa. "I...um..." She had no idea what to say. She hadn't expected Azula would have company, let alone the company of her mother. And she also had no idea how to respond to Azula's assertion that they were no longer friends. When Ty Lee had chi-blocked Azula to save Mai, she hadn't done it because she hated the princess. She'd done it because, disobediant or not, Mai did not deserve to be fried to a crisp. "I never stopped being your friend, Azula. I just...didn't want anyone to get hurt." She looked at Ursa. "My Lady, I didn't know you'd be here. Should I go?"She half-hoped Ursa would say yes, but she had a feeling she wouldn't. ((sorry I'm so slow gais. ))
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Post by Ursa on Nov 22, 2009 13:03:46 GMT -5
Ursa watched Azula as the girl approached, allowing her to come near. There was no fear in her eyes, even as the girl reached out as if to touch her face, though she was very still. She closed her golden eyes as the girl’s hand drew nearer. They snapped open again as Azula withdrew and moved to the door at the sound of a knock.
The woman turned immediately to watch the exchange taking place just a few feet away. She listened to the words spoken between them and found herself wondering what had occurred between them in her absence. They were always such good friends... Ursa thought.
"No, Ty Lee, there is no need for you to leave."
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Post by Azula on Nov 22, 2009 18:22:59 GMT -5
Azula watched with vague interest as Ty Lee seemed to struggle to answer her question. She didn't think it was so hard. All Azula wanted to know was what her old friend was doing visiting her. No body visited her.
"I never stopped being your friend, Azula. I just...didn't want anyone to get hurt."
"Hmmm," Azula said, stepping away from the door. Ty Lee had betrayed her, just like Mai, just like everyone else. "You hurt me," she pointed out, turning away from both her mother and Ty Lee.
"My Lady, I didn't know you'd be here. Should I go?"
Azula spun back to dace them and frowned. Ty Lee wasn't supposed to be able to see her mother. The hallucination was just hers. Unless...
"No, Ty Lee, there is no need for you to leave."
Of course, now it all made sense.
"You're not real either," she said to Ty Lee, and was surprised to find herself feeling very disappointed. She hadn't realised how happy she had been for someone to visit her. "That explains it." Sighing dejectedly, Azula returned to her comfortable spot on the floor and pulled her knees close to her chest.
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Post by Ty Lee on Nov 22, 2009 19:53:12 GMT -5
"No, Ty Lee, there is no need for you to leave."
"O...okay." Ty Lee tried to muster a smile, but she was feeling so awkward, it was hard. And it didn't get any easier when Azula spoke again.
"You're not real either. That explains it."
"What?" Ty Lee looked at the princess, completely confused. "I'm real, Azula. I'm right here."
She looked back at Ursa, wanting to ask so badly what Azula meant. Ty Lee had not been there to see Azula "go insane," but from what Suki had relayed it hadn't been pretty. Zuko only spoke of it in mumbled terms and Katara refused to say anything more than she did what she had to do.
A sudden wave of guilt overwhelmed her.
"You hurt me." Hadn't Azula just said that? Had she inadvertently caused this? Had her protection of Mai altered her friend's mental state to the point that now she couldn't tell real people from hallucinations?
"Azula, I'm real. I promise you. I..." Ty Lee bit her lip, tiny tears pricking the corners of her eyes. "I'm sorry I hurt you, but I wouldn't just forget you. I promise."
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Post by Ursa on Nov 29, 2009 14:00:52 GMT -5
She continued to watch the exchange, studying the girls as they spoke. With every word, Ursa became a little more confused about what was going on. About what had happened in the past. It didn't make sense, and nothing seemed to add up very well.
Maybe it would, if I hadn't been hiding the whole time. Ursa thought to herself, acidicly. The thought brought with it a fresh wave of guilt and sadness.
Ursa blinked. "Azula, I'm real." She said slowly, voice tinged with confusion and sadness.
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Post by Azula on Nov 30, 2009 16:05:43 GMT -5
"I'm real, Azula. I'm right here."
Azula just shook her head and buried her face between her knees. Ty Lee wasn't real. Just like her mother wasn't real. Why would real people visit her? No body had liked her while she was free, it only made sense that everyone would let her rot in some stupid cell while visions of her mother and her friends tortured her.
"Azula, I'm real. I promise you. I... I'm sorry I hurt you, but I wouldn't just forget you. I promise."
Azula pushed her face further into her knees. She was very close to tears but she didn't want to shed them in front of other people. Real or not. She wanted Ty Lee to really be there. To be her friend again. But who would be friends with someone like her?
"Azula, I'm real."
Her head snapped up to look at her mother, tears streaming out of the corners of her eyes. "You would say that wouldn't you," she said, glaring at the hallucination from her spot on the ground. "But if you were real, you wouldn't be here. Because my real mother thought I was a monster, she would never visit me. Not now that she's been proven right."
She lowered her face back to her knees and tried with all her might to keep from crying any more than she already was. "And she's dead," she finished, her voiced muffeled by her knees. Sometimes Azula wondered if things would have been different had her mother not died. But there was nothing she could do about it now.
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