Princess Azula (blueflames) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-07-15 23:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | azula, flagg |
WHO: Azula and who else? OPEN.
WHAT: The Fire Lord's daughter meets Los Angeles.
WHEN: Evening.
WHERE: City streets. Not the nicest of areas.
WARNINGS?: None as yet.
PROGRESS: Incomplete.
Azula's head was fuzzy. Very, very fuzzy - and it hurt, a little, too, she realized, reaching a hand up to brush her forehead. No stray hairs, at least. But everything was very dark - no, now it was dim, and growing brighter as her eyes adjusted to the light.
Once she could see well enough, she took stock of her immediate surroundings.
A strange, strange place. It was, presumably, an alley of some kind. At least, it was dim and narrow enough, and filled with boxes and other things of refuse. But the walls of the two buildings she stood between were remarkably high. So she was either in a palace with walls built high to impress, or a fortress, whose walls were built to defend. Either way, it didn't seem familiar.
"I was..." she tried, tracking back through her memory. She'd been in the Palace, and then. And then... Surely there should be some intervening information between 'walking through the Royal Palace' and 'in an unknown alleyway'. But there was nothing. Nothing at all. She got to her feet, and slowly walked to the mouth of the alley, dusting off her red armor as she went. When she looked out, her eyes widened. A dingy palace, yes, but a palace or a fortress unlike any she had ever before seen.
"Hm. This changes things a bit."
She stepped out into the brighter-lit area; it was a boulevard of some kind on which people were walking. They were dressed very strangely, in so many clashing colors, all at once. What were they thinking - had they no national identity? No pride? She kept walking down the street, ignoring the stares that followed her. Staring was only natural, after all. She was Princess Azula, and these peons probably didn't get to see someone as exceptional more than once in a lifetime. If even that.
But what was this place? In addition to the horribly confusing color-incoordination, there were no signs, and no insignia anywhere. The lack of flags told her one thing for sure: it was no land yet conquered by the Fire Nation.
Stress on the "yet".