RL with Azula - So you thought you were safe?

[chimeranomore]

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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[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

She tucked her head underneath his chin, and her eyelids fluttered-- but she didn't wake up.

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

He stroked her hair and neck softly. "Don' worry, 'zula. Won't leave you. Promish..."

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"... The community decides."

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

"'ll find a way." He trailed a finger down her back. "How you feelin'?"

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"Feeling...?" She paused. "... I'm not sick."

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

"I meant... mood. Bad mood? Good mood?" He seemed to be getting a little more clearheaded.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"... 'M tired," she murmured.

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

"Tired?" he repeated questioningly. How could she be tired if she was asleep?

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"I think so."

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

"Why tired? Tired of what?"

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"... I don't know."

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

"Mm. Maybe time to wake up?"

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

She yawned. "Why?"

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

"Maybe you're tired of sleep."

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"... Slept too much today."

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

"Right." He kissed her forehead gently. "Time to wake up, 'zula."

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"... I'd prefer not."

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

"C'mon, nothing bad's gonna happen." At least, to her. He could be in trouble if she remembered any of that.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"Don't care."

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

"Fine. You're nicer when you're asleep anyway."

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"I'm not nice." ... Her words were sort of negated by the fact that she was snuggling at the moment.

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

"You're awful coherent for someone asleep." Not that he was complaining about the snuggling.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"Mmm. Really?"

[unluckychimera.livejournal.com]

"You're also awful cuddly for someone who isn't nice. Not that that's a bad thing."

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

"'M not cuddly."