17 - [voice] Return to the land of the living

[forged_anew]

[Zuko turns his communicator on, but there is only silence for a long time. He doesn't really know what to say. After a while, he speaks, voice quiet and flat.]


I'm... back.


[.......]



I apologize for having worried you.


[And that's it. The communicator shuts off with a soft click.]

Comments

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

Okay, good.

[Paaaaause; kind of wants to change the subject to something happier adsfjk]

... It's weird to think of this place as home, huh?

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I just meant the apartment.

What else am I supposed to call it?

[He doesn't sound angry, just... blank. :( ]

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

I know! I was just saying.

[forged_anew]

Okay.

[...]


...how was she? After...

What happened?

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

Not good.

[forged_anew]

[...]




I...

[And he has no idea what to say to that, afraid to ask for details.]

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

She's better now, right?

[forged_anew]

I hope.

She's in her room.


[And he's in his. They're both all broody.]

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

Haven't you seen her?

[forged_anew]

Yes.

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

... Why are you in different rooms?

Strikes = thoughts; unreadable

[forged_anew]

She'll be back.

I just... needed some space. It's really hard watching her pretend she's alright...

...she's doing okay.

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

Does she want to be alone, or...?

[forged_anew]

Probably not.

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

Then why aren't you--

I'm coming over, okay?

log/commentlog?

[forged_anew]

Sure.

Sure! 8)

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[Yayyyy on her way over]

Er.... I'll assume that means commentlog. lol

[forged_anew]

[And he's just sitting on his bed, staring out the window listlessly. Feel free to let yourself into the apartment.]

Oh pfft I fail, sorry XD

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

[Knocks, kind of tentatively]

... Zuko?

lol, np~

[forged_anew]

It's unlocked.

[Yeah, he's not bothering to get up. You're not that special, Ty Lee.]

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

[Comes and and just... stands there, awkwardly]

Um.

Where's Mai?

*overuses this icon forever*

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[He spares her a glance, chin resting on his arms, which are crossed over the windowsill]

She went out. Something about... retrieving her communicator.

[...]

You can sit down if you want.

*tries not to overuse the "worried" icon*

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

Can I wait here for her to come back?

it's okay. we can have an icon party of "brooding" and "worried" \o/

[forged_anew]

That's fine.

[And there's awkward silence again. Feel free to break it anytime, dear. Zuzu needs some cheering up. D: ]

:O

[beatsupboys.livejournal.com]

[...]

Are you feeling okay?