Fire Lord Zuko

Hey...

[A kind of awkward pause, like he doesn't really know what to say. He's been kind of out and about, mostly training and not interacting too much lately, after all--mostly coping, though he probably wouldn't admit to it like that]

I was just wondering how everyone was doing. Anyone up for a spar, maybe? Um- Or a supply run?


[Locked to Haru |50% Unhackable|]

...Are you okay? Since... she left again and-- Yeah. I wanted to check...

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I guess people are starting to collect more stuff for winter. UGH. I really need my chip out.

[sigh] What a pain. Hey, Sokka, you lived in all that snow. Ideas? How much firewood d'you think we'll need?

Might be time to go on another clothing and supply run too. Anyone need anything?

[The video turns on to a shaking and unclear image, the communicator having clearly just fallen. When it settles, only the sky is visible, and voices somewhere above]

Don't tell me you're already done, lil kitten.

Let's finish this, you stupid cow!

Bring it, scarface.

[A long, frustrated and angry yell sounds, footsteps descending loudly upon the communicator, and as it's kicked onto its side, the image shifts to that of the two fighting boys. Zuko has just rushed forward, he blades swiping across Haru's side, and one leaves a deep gash in the boy's abdomen while the other lodges in his thigh.

Haru simply takes it, smirking]

Is that all you got?

No, but that's all you've got.

[Slowly, Zuko drags the blade through the flesh of Haru's thigh before finally letting it slide out, sneering triumphantly. Haru hisses in pain, trying to get a kick in, but Zuko blocks it with his own leg.]

Fucking little kitten. You haven't seen nothin' yet!

You really should just give up. This is pathetic.

[And suddenly Zuko steps forward, turning his sword-hilt and aiming to slam it directly against the still-bleeding wound he's already made on Haru's shoulder, though Haru catches it.]

Fuck off.

And now you want me to leave you alone, poor little farm animal. Heh, had enough already?

[He smirks, a dark and twisted grimace of his usual expression, nose to nose with Haru. And, raising his knee, aims it mercilessly at the deep gash in his opponent's thigh. Haru growls loudly and glares back.]

You really think that will work? A little princess like you doesn't know pain.

Do I think it'll work? Look at yourself!

[Zuko laughs maliciously, both swords suddenly in one hand as he lashes out with his free one to wrap his fingers around Haru's throat, leaning close and sneering in his face.]

It's over, Hatsuharu. And in the end, you're stupid and pathetic.


((OOC: Haru sort of challenged Zuko to a fight and it doesn't seem to be going too well for him... Uh, in case it wasn't obvious, both boys are evented and pretty much gone nuts, so responses will be erratic and very angry |D   BLUE = HARU, RED = ZUKO ))