Fire Lord Zuko

This is Zuko. But you probably knew that already if you were trying to reach me. So, uh-

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Anyone want to tell me...

What in Agni's name is a Llama Claus?

So I was wondering-- Or I guess Kyou and I were wondering...

If the doujo were to run actual classes for martial arts and weapons, would anyone be interested? We could do different levels, beginning to advanced, and I can teach swordsmanship, if anyone's interested.

[Yeah, he's so bored. He needs something to do in life, okay? :| ]

Oh, yeah, and if anyone else wants to help, that would be good too. Uh, I mean help teach. I guess it depends what but I'm sure anything, really-- Anyway, I think we're just looking for ideas right now.


((OOC: So sorry this is so long after the ooc announcement! But yeah, basically, they're thinking of opening up classes in various things at the doujo, and anyone's welcome to help out-- with teaching, administration, other stuff, even healing! :D ))

Ugh, I can't believe all this water. This is worse than at the Water Tribe-- Oh.

[The mumbled grumbling stops when Zuko realizes he's succeeded in getting the Dreamberry to record and he clears his throat before speaking up.]

My girlfriend and I got flooded out of our apartment. And who knows in this crazy place how long something like this would last--or how it got this bad because, really, it makes no freaking sense...

But anyway, we're looking for somewhere dry to stay, or even suggestions.

Effects: Loneliness, possible romantic desire for a significant other
Warnings: Sad cuteness?

[ A beach, seen in snippets: waves and sand and cliffs with splashes of green along the rocks. It's summer, perhaps, but then again, it's always summer here. The water licks at the shore and there's laughter somewhere far away, far away, fading.

The scene shifts suddenly as dreams are wont to do, and it's dusk now, pink clouds swirling and kissing the horizon along the line where sky meets ocean. A girl sits on a blanket, only her back visible, and she looks out over the ocean, long black hair down for once (because Zuko always loves it when it's down, so soft), dancing gently in the breeze.

She's alone, but there's a distinct sense that she isn't supposed to be. She must be waiting for someone, waiting all day and so disappointed, though--when she turns to look over her shoulder as if called--her expression is blank.

A flutter, colors blurring, and then there is the heavy sense of loss and regret and the need to just apologize and be there for her. He wants to hold her, even wants to hear her reprimand him because, in the end, anger hides the fact that she gets lonely too. Memories flit around like snowflakes, dissolving into brief flashes of images, a couple walking along the beach or kissing beneath a sun-umbrella.

Mai...

Zuko misses her. ]


(OOC: Uuh, hope I did the dream post correctly lol. But yeah, in honor of Valentine's Day not that Zuko's ever heard of it, this dream is supposed to be about Zuko's girlfriend~ Also, I might be slow on responses 'til Monday, just as a heads' up. :> ))

[the video turns on suddenly, and while Zuko meant to turn it on, he is rather surprised by the sudden ZZZZAP that his communicator decides to give him as punishment for his long neglect of the device. He yelps, dropping the comm back onto the table in front of the couch and glaring balefully at it for a moment, rubbing his hand. You'd think he'd be used to zaps and burns, but hey, it's been a while and that was just unwarranted]

Argh, stupid... Ow. Anyway--

[aaand Zuko is cut off yet again as Minato gets the drop on him and appears just above him, eyes wide. But he doesn't have time to do much else as gravity takes over, and he falls onto the back of hte couch. Torso on one side, legs on the other. The couch almost tips over with the force of the fall. Minato just groans quietly in response. This isn't the first time he's fallen into something, and the surprise is starting to wear off...]

Wha--?!

[Zuko jumps visibly in surprise as suddenly, Minato is falling out of nowhere practically on top of him and gives a shout when the couch tips a bit, jumping off it before it falls, though it never quite gets there. He turns to stare at Minato.]

What the heck was that?!