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Zel was in a very good mood. Quite apart from feeling as if he was drunk out of his mind, he was almost certain he'd actually managed to win an argument with Azula for the first time in... ever. He managed to force himself to stop being smug, being aware, if only through a haze of alcohol he hadn't actually consumed, that this would not be useful in helping Azula.

He was still having trouble with the concept of her not wanting his help - surely if the virus was that bad she should welcome someone willing to help her relieve it? Eventually he dismissed it as Azula being her normal difficult self and decided that she'd surely warm up to the idea eventually. He couldn't help giggling a little at the unintentional pun in his own internal monologue, either.

He hummed happily to himself as he he gave a slightly arrhythmic knock at the door to her room. "Hello, Fire Lord?" he called out.
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Date: 2009-12-02 04:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
She let out a heavy sigh. "... But Lisa will come back tonight."

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Date: 2009-12-02 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
"She can help then, right?" he murmured, starting to work his hands into her shoulders, massaging them gently if rather inexpertly.

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 04:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
"I don't need a doctor, and I already got that stupid shot." She leaned into that even further, her ear hitting his shoulder.

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
"Thassh right," he murmured gently. "Jus' stay here an' relax for now."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
She leaned further onto him with every word. "But tell her."

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Date: 2009-12-02 05:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
He started to stroke his hands along her sides, flushing at the way she leaned against him. "Tell 'er what, 'zula?"

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
She pressed against his side; the more contact she got, the more she wanted. "I want her to come."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
He smiled slightly as he kept working. "Okay, 'zula. I'll tell her. Don't worry."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
She made a small humming sound in the back of her throat. "That idiot Ty Lee."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
"Want me to tell her, too?" he asked. He was flushing from a little bit more than the virus, considering the way she was pressing against him.

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
Under normal circumstances she would have pushed him away long ago (and probably called him a pervert, to boot), but the combination of the virus and the fact that she wasn't awake kept that particular course of action at bay. "Not the one here; she'd..."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
He nodded, despite knowing she wasn't looking at him. "Not that one, right. The other one. I'll tell her, promise."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
"She's dead." Her voice was flat and matter-of-fact as she reported this, despite her state.

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
"Oh, 'zula..." He touched her cheek gently, sobering a little. "I'm sorry..."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
She leaned up into his hand. "... I still won't let it."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
"Won't let it?" he asked, looking confused.

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
"Take... me."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
"'course not, 'zula." He cradled her gently. "We won't let it take you, either."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
She frowned. "I can do it myself."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
"Don' get all frowny on us, 'zula," he murmured. "'course you can, but we still don't wanna lose you."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
She hmmed her approval. "She'd be upset. Even the replacement Ty Lee would be upset."

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
"Mhm. Lotsa people'd be upshet..." he mumbled, holding onto her a little more tightly. "'cluding me..."

((OOC: He's drunk enough that I've got half a mind to have him decide that kissing her is a good idea... Wouldn't be, of course.))

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
"Only Lisa really matters." And maybe the other world's Ty Lee, but she wasn't about to admit that even when asleep.

OOC: Ahaha oh God. XDD

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unluckychimera.livejournal.com
"Whatever you say. But we'd miss you anyway," he mumbled. "'m too used to having you around.

((OOC: I know, right? So, Y/N/STFU?))

(no subject)

Date: 2009-12-02 05:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peoplesprincess.livejournal.com
She made a noise that almost sounded like purring. "I'd miss her."

OOC: YYYYYY. 8)
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