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 Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 5:00 pm
"Sorry dear cant say. I'm bound by my word to the gods not to tell." Aunt wu said. "Plus why would you want to know something as boring as someone elses fortune... is he your love interest perhaps?" Aunt wu smiled slyly at the girl sitting on the mat.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 5:02 pm
As Zuko surfaced in the pond, he thankfully felt the itchy feelings cease. He sighed and wallowed for a minute before getting up and out of the pond. He shook off, stripped off his over-tunic, tossed it on the ground, and also removed his boots as well. He walked over to the frantic Sokka, grabbed his collar, and dragged the still-intching lunatic behind him. When they reached the pool, Zuko grounded himself so he wouldnt fall in a second time. Sokka didnt seem to notice being dragged some 20 feet, so Zuko tossed him in without a secon thought.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 8:24 pm
Azula gaged at the thought of Zuko being her boyfriend. "Thats disgusting... he's my older brother! And as his younger sister I believe that I am entitled to the information you keep from me. This knowledge you posses could be key for me making him miserable, which is a little sisters job... is it not?" She stood with her arms crossed and a hardened expression on her face... waiting for Aunt Wu to answer.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 8:56 pm
Aunt wu sighed... 'I just want to be alone.' "Fine Fine... hes got a long life line and his heart line is strong... HEART LINE. As in his morals and such, his love line was a little... dry, but he does have a tiny one if he can find the right woman. But he left without me telling him... I think he thought his heart line was his love line." Wu stared at the girl and asked "So... Since your his sister that means you two have the same uncle. Would you mind giving him this for me? Since i vroke my promise to the gods for you and all." *hands azula a note*
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 9:08 pm
Azula looked skeptically at the woman and snatched the note from her hands. "I guess I could give him the message." she said with a long heeve of breath. 'Now I can rub my fortune is Zuko's face... I love playing the little sister.' Azula unconiously laughed out loud as she walked out of the fortune-telling room into the main waiting room. 'Hmm... I guess he could have gone outside...' She pushed open the door and was just in time to see a bare-chested (god i want him naked all the time) Zuko throwing an itching-Sokka into a small pond.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 11:00 am
Katara sighed, twirling her feet around in the water. Will they ever change? She thought with a small chuckle. She waterbended them both out. "So... Who won the bet?" She asked, looking at both of them. She still hadn't gotten her reading yet, she may go back later.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 4:00 pm
Zuko dragged a spluttering Sokka out of the pond before answering her triumphantly. "I won. Sokka said I didnt have any romantic fortune, but the lady in there said I had a very strong heart line." he said, grinning to himself. Leaving Sokka by the pool, he went over and grabbed his tunic and boots. As he straightened up, however, he was startled to see Azula standing in front of him. "Azula! Finished already?" He snatched up his clothes before she could burn them. "What did your's say? Are you going to live to be old and crippled? Or maybe get a boyfriend?" he said sarcastically to his sister.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 4:07 pm
Sokka coughed up a few hacks of water before flopping onto the flagstone ground. "Whew...Thanks for that Zuko." he said, as a puddle of water saturated to graound in a circle around him. But before he could relax, he realized a koi fish was squirming around in his tunic, and he jumped up and yelped. "Gah! FISH! IN! SHIRT! Why, universe, WHY?!" he yelled, flopping around untill the fish slipped out and back into the pond.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 4:22 pm
She scoffed at his attempt at sarcasm. "You were never the sarcastic type, Zuzu. For your information, I'm going to have a long and very happy marriage... more than I can say for your fortune." Azula leaned up against the building and crossed her arms looking smug. A fidgiting figure in the corner of her eye caught her attention, it was that water tribe boy. "Why is... Sokka? Was it? Why is the peasent flopping around?"
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 5:51 pm
Katara rubbed her temples. She grabbed Sokka's fish, and let it back in the pond. Then she looked at Zuko. "Well, Zuko, I don't know how to tell you this... But your heart line isn't the same as your love line. Maybe you should go back and ask..." She said, a smile tickling at the edges of her lips.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 8:01 pm
"No need for him to go back, whatever your name is. The fortune-telling old bag said he hasn't got a love line. I believe you lost Zuko." Azula teased, smiling triumphantly. She kicked herself off the building and pushed pass Zuko, stopping to look at the broken pottery scattered about. Shrugging, she paid it no mind.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 9:50 am
Zuko stood there in shock as his sister sauntered past him, looking as smug as ever. He had a strong heart line, didnt love come from the heart? He scowled and angrily balled up his shirt and boots. Stalking out of the courtyard, he tossed up his clothing ball onto Appa's saddle and stormed out the front archway, out into the quiet of the sleeping village. He tousled his wet hair, and quietly muttered to himself as he strode off into the woods to think by himself.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 9:55 am
Sokka, tired from his itching powder encounter and fishy expirience, stretched out on the flagstones and yawned. "Did he really think he could pull off sarcasm as well as me?" he said to himself more that anyone. He arched his back, so his head was upside-down and looked at his sister. "Whatever. Maybe someone should follow him to make sure he doesnt destroy something that we have to pay for. Any ideas?" he asked. He was secretly worried about the hothead, but he would never admit it.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 12:31 pm
Azula sighed and rubbed her temples... this was becoming aggravating. Ever since she was released from the mental institution she promised herself she would be nicer to Zuko... but so far she hasnt had any luck. "I'll go talk to him.." she muttered through gritted teeth, walking past Katara and Sokka. 'This is going to be humiliating...' she thought to herself. Azula followed the path her brother had followed and went out the arch way, just as he had. "Where did he go?" The moon shined through the trees as she started her jounrney into the forest.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 5:31 pm
Zuko's anger was apparent in more ways than one. His voice, although low as he muttered to himself, was tight with frustration. His bare feet left scorched footprints down the road and into the forest. He ran his fingers thorugh his hair and groaned. 'Why, when everything is going smoothly, does Azula decide to show up and rub my mistakes in my face?' he thought angrily. He ground his teeth at the thought of her smug face smirking at him. He was sick of it. All his life, he had taken crap from her. Maybe it was time to show her he was a changed man, and she had no power over the new Fire Lord. Zuko had come to a slow, shallow river with an island in the middle. As he stepped onto the pebbled beach, his still-hot feet sizzled and this tendrils of steam wafted up from between his toes. In the middle of the island, a lone, dead tree stood solemly amid the grass and small rocks. Zuko scowled and shifted his feet into the water. Within a few watery steps, he was up onto the island. He turned to the tree, and gritted his teeth. He could feel his frustraion from all his childhood years bubbling up to his throught. He clentched his fist tighly, and his arm muscles flexed as well. He slowly took a deep breath through his nose, and with a resonating yell, he punched a burst of flame at the dead trunk. Within moments, it was engulfed in ruby-hued flames.
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