[a somewhat older-looking Azula has shown up in the dressing room]
[she's not wearing Fire Lord's robes, or her Fire Nation armor, or anything Fire Nation at all in fact-- she's wearing this]
[and she's looking quite displeased about having shown up in public wearing her hated uniform]
[let the mocking commence][ooc: total crack; no regrets 8( despite the fact that this post is in actionspam format, I'll do prose too]
Mai was particularly good at keeping her footsteps silent. She wasn't quite as light-footed as, say, Ty Lee, or as quick and lithe as Azula - but she did consider herself stealthy.
Not that she was hiding from anyone - apparently there wasn't anyone to hide from. Which was her main point. Where was everyone? She typically didn't mind being left in solitude, but she wasn't as simple minded as people thought her to be. In fact, she had her own brand of intellectual brilliance, and as such, she was bored easily.
Wordlessly she wandered the hall she found herself walking down, her eyes skimming the area for whoever popped up first. Hopefully it wouldn't be someone too obnoxious.
[Zuko blinked. He had expected a crowd of people to greet him but instead, he didn't know where he was.]
Aang? [He turned around but the boy was no where to be seen.] Great. I knew something had to go wrong.
[Well, this isn't quite what he expected when he stepped on the boat that was going to take him home. He's remaining wary and has his hand on the end of his club in case he has to knock somebody's brains out.]
Is there anyone else here?
ooc: OMG. If this Ursa’s mun had known, she would have tossed Ursa here a bit sooner…
[She rolls her shoulders quietly and lets out a deep, exhausted yawn. Ursa has been traveling for quite sometime, and the last time she had a break was many hours prior for lunch. She closes her eyes with a sigh
[The backpack slides off her shoulders and with another yawn she stretches. Her fingers reach to the sky and a content smile crosses her lips. The former Princess has learned to enjoy simple things during her years of exile. As she opens one gold eye to examine her surroundings, she makes a soft yelp of surprise. ]
Where are the trees
[She whispers this softly to herself… and then her expressions becomes serious as she studies her new surroundings. The room is neat, tidy, simply a room. Not a piece of flora in sight.]
[Ah, there's another new person floating around, but of course like all the rest... he's not so new. However, this Sokka has been on a spaceship the last two weeks. Yeap, that's right, a spaceship. And was in the process of running away from the tyrannosaurus rex who was chasing him on the planet they were facing.]
[Did his running away succeed? No one will know, because suddenly he ended up here. Which is why immediately upon his arrival he's screaming trying to run away... and, unfortunately, runs smack dab into a wall that makes him fall backwards. It takes a moment as he scrambles upright to move again to notice that, well, he's not in
Kansa s in space anymore. Or that's how it seems...]
[Groaning, he rubs his nose unhappily.]
Okay. This is getting old. Where exactly am I now?
[ooc: Yes, this is a "game" Sokka. From Mostly Harmless/Gargleblasted. '3' I hope that's okay, I just thought it would make it interesting.]]
[Oh look, a new person. Although his face may not be new, he doesn't ever remember being here. And this place, by far, is strange to him. Even more so than his little -alleged- trip to the Spirit World. Yet despite the new surroundings he doesn't seem to be paying much attention to them. Other things are on his mind.]
Prince Zuko? Prince Zuko, where are you? It is not nice to play tricks on an old man. I do not appreciate this joke. Although it is unlike you to have a sense of humor.
[OH MAN PLEASE TELL HIM THIS IS A JOKE OR SOMETHING. He doesn't want to be parted from his dear pseudo-son / nephew.]
[Katara is, apparently, bored out of her mind. She sits with her back to the wall, both of her hands splayed flat in front of her, and she seems to be weaving and twisting what can't be more than a palmful of water all added up between her fingers. Bored or not, however, she's concentrating pretty hard - and probably won't be a hard target to sneak up on.]
[ Enter your resident rabid fanboy, screaming and flailing and FoamingTM at the mouth. ]
[ He promptly swoons. ]
I wasn't aware we'd added another wing to the palace. How boring.