second flame [he's not having difficulties, really]

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[Zuko is sporting a slightly less emo hairstyle! Well... it's still emo, but at least you can see his eyes now. He's found himself a nice open spot behind the theater where hopefully no one will see him, or care. Instead of his robes, he's wearing a more casual tunic, though it's still made of nice material.

He glides through a few martial arts exercises, some punches and kicks, focusing. And then he lashes out with punches backed by fireballs, each dissolving into nothingness a few feet away from him. Everything about him says he's mastered this but he's still going, still practicing, almost to the point of exhaustion.]

Aaauuugh! Why can't I keep up with her?!

[He punches the ground. The resulting rush of fire actually propels Zuko backwards a few feet and he lands on his back. Hard.]

Stupid stupid stupid!

Comments

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[SHUN AND HIS TRAINWRECK QUESTIONS. Zuko looks away sharply and says nothing.]

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[WASN'T TRYING TO UPSET HIM!] ...I'm sorry.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

He's alive. That's all that matters.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't want to upset him more] Then that's good! Umm..are you new? I don't think I've meet you before..

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[FINALLY, SOME TACT!]

... Yeah.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

Then can you tell me your name? I'm Shun.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[a pause, as Zuko wrestles with something internally]

Prince Zuko. Of the Fire Nation.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

So you're royalty! It's nice to meet you Zuko.