[The morning had a dullness to it, a sort of dreariness that just seemed to make time go slowly. Even nature seemed to be having a hard time getting started today. The clearing in the forest was still and quiet, except for the stirrings of an old man who was slowly coming back into consciousness. He has a long beard, and a far receded hair line. Despite his age, he is well muscled individual. As his eyes slowly open he stretches a bit and winces. There is a moment or two as he gazes around his surroundings, taking everything in and sizing it up.]
This is certainly a strange place to wake up. I don't recall drinking any wine yesterday.
[He strokes his beard thoughtfully for a moment. He gives another wince and stretches his back a little. It is clear something strange has happened. It is then he turns his head for a second, and then startled turns it again]
Wings?! Since when do I have wings?!
[He shakes his head a second, and gives his cheek a pinch. It would seem he wasn't sleeping. When he had journeyed to the spirit world before he had maintained his shape, though that was the closest approximation he could make]
Mmmmm. I could use a cup of tea, and perhaps a bit of breakfast. Although I suppose that would be a bit much to ask.
[His gaze goes to the book which had a strange look to it, curiously he moved forward and taps it and... the feed cuts out]
This is certainly a strange place to wake up. I don't recall drinking any wine yesterday.
[He strokes his beard thoughtfully for a moment. He gives another wince and stretches his back a little. It is clear something strange has happened. It is then he turns his head for a second, and then startled turns it again]
Wings?! Since when do I have wings?!
[He shakes his head a second, and gives his cheek a pinch. It would seem he wasn't sleeping. When he had journeyed to the spirit world before he had maintained his shape, though that was the closest approximation he could make]
Mmmmm. I could use a cup of tea, and perhaps a bit of breakfast. Although I suppose that would be a bit much to ask.
[His gaze goes to the book which had a strange look to it, curiously he moved forward and taps it and... the feed cuts out]
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[They had only had any sort of normal connection when Ozai was very young]
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[A moment later he'll realize his accidental pun. Haaaa.]
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I'm sure things will be fine.
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[Being a former crown prince, and famous general and all]
At the very least, they won't be trying to capture or kill me, well hopefully.
[He sounds both perfectly serious, and strangely calm about the statement. He has led an interesting life]
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[He had grown up with war as a constant reality. There were of course lulls in action over time, but it was something of a constant. It became expected for the crown prince to go out on campaign when he was old enough. Their world had just ended their war]
I have heard of this tea shop.
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[For some, it probably felt distant. Like it wasn't their problem. But Sokka had been fighting this war for longer than he'd fought the one back home. It was personal. He was invested. And when he took long enough to think about it, he was terrified.]
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[He shakes his head. How destructive and wasteful that was]
So is that why we were brought to this place? To fight in this war?
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[Nothing like proverbially words, right?]
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