I think they figured out that making me mad probably isn't a great idea. Either that, or they know that I like being left alone, and if they don't want me bothering them back, they need to not bother me to start with. ( the pixies aren't really her issue. )
[ he's a little jealous he can't be simply left alone by the imps. but it's possibly due to how he had terrorised them first, burning them for throwing him in a sack just as toph had thrown rocks at them for the exact same reason that had them snickering and biting at him. ]
[ and in a very casual tone, ] I guess you could say that. Yue was a princess … and she did sacrifice herself for the Moon Spirit to pay it back for saving her life when she was younger. Sokka's always spoken about her as if she is the moon, and so did The Boy In the Iceberg.
[ he shrugs. ]
It might be Yue. Sokka would hate me if I didn't say hello from him.
[ though he isn't quite sure what a fairytale is, despite flicking through the grimms' book when at the station, he doesn't respond to her commentary on yue and sokka. it sounds a little … he doesn't want it to be him and mai, missing one another, being a one-time thing where he tears up and shushes those who talk when the play comes to perform the part where they say their final goodbyes. ]
[ but this feels like a goodbye, somewhat. he's quiet. ] No. [ he'd leave it at that, but it feels a little too sharp, even for him. it's easier for him to do tho at caer glaem, adding another location to his teleporting boon as he can easily move back and forth — and he's a little curious to see those from his future, too. often is he too disinterested in what is occurring around him that he can't quite pass put the opportunity to learn more about himself. ] There's something I have to do; I can't do it in Caer Scima.
( there's a tight squeeze in her chest an an accompanying formation of stone in her stomach. she doesn't want him to leave. she doesn't want him to get hurt. she doesn't want to not be able to make sure these things don't happen. it really does feel like goodbye, and that scares her. it hurts her. she has like.. two friends here. he's one of them, and she doesn't want to let him go so easily. it hurts, the way he says no, like he's tired of her trying to keep him near her. but... )
Come back to visit, at least. At some point. For me?
I'm coming back. [ he knows he doesn't belong here. caer glaem may be gold and bright and vibrant, following a code that speaks to him, but it isn't his home. he's a traitor walking through it's walls. he feels as he had when he had returned to the fire nation beneath azula's manipulative hands. out of place and sticky, his own flesh feels as clammy as a humid day even within the suite he's taken to. maybe, in some other life, he would've liked it here, but he truly doesn't. ]
I just have to do this thing or else ... [ he doesn't know what will happen, but it frightens him. he's dealt with this before, but instead of being threatened with being a disappointment, he had it burned into his face. his voice drops, defeated slightly, ] I may not have a place to come back to.
( at least he'll be here again. and the way he says he might not have a place to come back to is ominous enough that she can't argue with him. but she wishes she could help him, or be more than just the person he checks in with sometimes. cassie concedes, slowly. ) Please travel safely, then. And if you need anything -- you'll call. Right? Or if something happens, I can -- probably be wherever you're going pretty quick.
[ zuko won't call, even when he's in dire need of help. a part of him wishes to be self-punishing. a part of him simply doesn't know how to accept it. three years spent in exile, refusing to depend on anyone else as it had been his task to ensnare the avatar, hasn't taught him how to rely on others. it's a lesson he's beginning to learn, albeit slowly. ]
I'll be fine, though. I've been through worse. [ but the admission doesn't make him feel any better. ]
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Well, come back, then. ( she misses you :c )
Wait -- What? The moon's a person now?
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[ and in a very casual tone, ] I guess you could say that. Yue was a princess … and she did sacrifice herself for the Moon Spirit to pay it back for saving her life when she was younger. Sokka's always spoken about her as if she is the moon, and so did The Boy In the Iceberg.
[ he shrugs. ]
It might be Yue. Sokka would hate me if I didn't say hello from him.
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That sounds like a fairytale. ( then she realizes how ridiculous that sounded given their current location. ) - No pun intended.
I'm not going to be able to convince you to stay, am I?
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[ but this feels like a goodbye, somewhat. he's quiet. ] No. [ he'd leave it at that, but it feels a little too sharp, even for him. it's easier for him to do tho at caer glaem, adding another location to his teleporting boon as he can easily move back and forth — and he's a little curious to see those from his future, too. often is he too disinterested in what is occurring around him that he can't quite pass put the opportunity to learn more about himself. ] There's something I have to do; I can't do it in Caer Scima.
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Come back to visit, at least. At some point. For me?
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I just have to do this thing or else ... [ he doesn't know what will happen, but it frightens him. he's dealt with this before, but instead of being threatened with being a disappointment, he had it burned into his face. his voice drops, defeated slightly, ] I may not have a place to come back to.
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[ zuko won't call, even when he's in dire need of help. a part of him wishes to be self-punishing. a part of him simply doesn't know how to accept it. three years spent in exile, refusing to depend on anyone else as it had been his task to ensnare the avatar, hasn't taught him how to rely on others. it's a lesson he's beginning to learn, albeit slowly. ]
I'll be fine, though. I've been through worse. [ but the admission doesn't make him feel any better. ]