Azula hadn’t really considered her appearance in any sort of way at all, much less she hadn’t ever thought herself unattractive. It never seemed to matter. Never seemed to come up. Being a princess, even a solider of sorts, beauty wasn’t something Azula ever thought she’d contemplate.
And yet, the princess found herself standing in front of the mirror wondering what was wrong. She never dwelled on her looks and so she never had the chance to realize that she wasn’t pretty in the slightest. Hadn’t had the chance until now.
The princess rubbed the wetness out of her eyes with the back...
After a long while of staring at the ceiling, the cold metal shackles biting her hands all the while, and enduring Ling-Ling’s attempts to make conversation, she had found herself in something of a sleep.
Her dream wasn’t unpleasant.
The dream was a bit of a blur; she was a little girl again. Ling-Ling and Heekul were both real people, her mother loving. Zuko had joined them in whatever game they were playing.
Azula, upon waking could most vividly remember the faces and the smells—freshly cut grass and her mother’s floral perfume lingered on the fringes of her...
Azula’s nose was still throbbing. Throbbing and likely broken.
And it would seem that Tang-Shin had no intentions of providing any real medical care. So she’d have to sit there and suck it up. She was used to bottling feelings up anyways, how hard could it possibly be to ignore a broken nose? The mental agony was usually thrice as painful anyhow.
She lie on the floor in the corner of the room with really nothing to do but think of the pain. It must have been super early in the morning as they hadn’t come to give her, her ‘medication’ yet…
Chan had never felt more excited for anything. For the first time in seven years, his father was out on Halloween night. This provided him with the extraordinary opportunity to throw a super sexy costume beach party.
Chan had been wanting for so long to do just that. All he had to do was pray that those crazy royal fire siblings wouldn’t mess anything up.
Chan picked out the best gourds and pumpkins and caved into them, adorning each with a candle to light the way to his party.
The party was in full swing by 10:00. Chan’s Crow costume was clearly wooing all the ladies. He had the best band...
The Great Divide. I don't care what people say about this episode, I LOVE it. I love the conflict between the two tribes, it's really interesting, especially to see how it dated back long ago, and they've been rivals for a long time. The plot is really interesting. Two tribes who have been enemies for years and years, have to cross a canyon with no food, and get to the other side without their rivalries getting in the way. Fine, say it's not interesting if you want, but I think it is. All the characters are great in this episode. I love how Katara connects with the Jin Wei, and how Sokka...
The little boy tugged at the hem of his mother’s dress.
Apparently the boy had decided that she wasn’t paying him enough attention.
She didn’t mean to blow the child off, she’d simply fell asleep and lost track of the time. It only took about fifteen minutes for the boy to realize his mother forgot about what she promised him. And only a minute’s hesitation after that before tugging at her clothing, jumping on her bed, and screaming her name.
“Come on! Come on! Mama, you promised.”
Azula heaved herself up. “Did I really?” She asked with a yawn. Eyes still closed, despite her...