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star_kingdom2011-10-03 12:35 pm
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So that's it. My entire world... gone. My country, my people, everyone...
[A teenager in red and gold clothing slumps dejectedly onto the steps in Traverse Town's first district. A moogle carrying the communicator is hovering beside him.]
I'm sorry, kupo. For now, you'll have to make a new life here!
[Zuko looks up, showing his mismatched eyes; one side of his face is covered with a burn scar. His anger flares as his gaze fixes a little above the camera onto the moogle.] I didn't want a new life! How many times do I have to lose everything?!
[He moves to stand abruptly. Bad decision; the still-fresh wound in his midriff jolts and he has to sit back down, gritting his teeth in pain. The moogle flutters beside him, worried.]
Are you okay, kupo?!
...Yeah. [Zuko runs a hand through his hair, obviously agitated.] Sorry. Getting mad at you won't fix anything. [He accepts the proferred phone from the moogle and looks at it with a blank expression.] What are you giving me?
It's a communicator! Maybe you can contact your friends with it!
How--? [He's curious, even in spite of his situation. He presses a button experimentally-- and the feed ends.]
[A teenager in red and gold clothing slumps dejectedly onto the steps in Traverse Town's first district. A moogle carrying the communicator is hovering beside him.]
I'm sorry, kupo. For now, you'll have to make a new life here!
[Zuko looks up, showing his mismatched eyes; one side of his face is covered with a burn scar. His anger flares as his gaze fixes a little above the camera onto the moogle.] I didn't want a new life! How many times do I have to lose everything?!
[He moves to stand abruptly. Bad decision; the still-fresh wound in his midriff jolts and he has to sit back down, gritting his teeth in pain. The moogle flutters beside him, worried.]
Are you okay, kupo?!
...Yeah. [Zuko runs a hand through his hair, obviously agitated.] Sorry. Getting mad at you won't fix anything. [He accepts the proferred phone from the moogle and looks at it with a blank expression.] What are you giving me?
It's a communicator! Maybe you can contact your friends with it!
How--? [He's curious, even in spite of his situation. He presses a button experimentally-- and the feed ends.]
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[Which, come to think of it, Aang might not approve of, being as peaceful as he is, but...]
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I'll help fight them back but I won't kill them, Zuko. There has to be another way.
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There's always another way than killing, Zuko.
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[And he sets off again, heading for the second district in search of some Heartless to prove his point. If what the moogle said is true, the things can be found just about anywhere.]
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But he does let Zuko go this time. He won't stop the firebender from attacking the Heartless he finds, even if he, personally, doesn't want to kill them.]
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...It wouldn't be a problem, except the wound in Zuko's torso feels like it's starting to seize up with pain, and every punch and kick he throws just makes it worse. Two Shadows are easily dispatched with a burst of flame, disappearing into nothing but smoke, but the exertion makes him double over and grit his teeth. This was a stupid idea, yet he's too angry to care. He would wipe out every last Heartless if he could right now. He presses on, incinerating another Heartless that leaps straight at his chest.]
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Firebending at point-blank would be dangerous, so he draws his dao blades, separating the single sword into its two halves and shifting his stance. If he could just cut a path through...]
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He brings his staff around and blasts a shot of air at them, trying to blast a path through to Zuko.]
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[He snatches up the blade he dropped and rejoins the two halves of the sword, resheathing them on his back. Aang's right; the Heartless have been driven back enough that they should have enough time to make a getaway.]
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Are you okay?
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Been better... [Said dryly. He knows it's his own fault for picking fights he was in no state for, and he has no one to blame but himself.]
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[Worried Avatar is worried about his friend.]
You should go and rest and recover. There's probably someone around here who can do healing stuff. I can go look.
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[And she's not here. Though he probably should change those bandages or at least re-tighten them, since they've gotten loose with all that fighting... Slowly and very carefully, Zuko pulls himself back onto his feet, still using the wall for support.]
Uh... I might need some help back to my room.
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[It's not lost on him that not so long ago, he would have been too proud and too stubborn to accept any help, least of all Aang's. A lot of things have changed since then.]
...Guess I should apologise. That was pretty stupid of me.
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Well... we both do some pretty stupid things. [He grins.] The important thing is we got away.
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