Azula burns bright (bornoffire) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-05-17 16:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, azula |
Who: Azula
What: Intro post of sorts
Where: Her condo
When: this morning!
Rating: PG-13
Status: Complete
It seemed to be one of those days. It was overcast, the conference with her father had been rescheduled, and neither Mai, nor Ty Lee was answering the phone or their instant messages. She'd have to have words with them later, about abandoning her to her boredom. Someday she would have to talk them into joining her for her side-job. Or at least letting her practice on them.
Azula flicked a lighter on, then off again, twisting it between her fingers, and glanced at the clock. It was too early for her two o'clock trolling of her brother, plus that was getting predictable.
She flopped back on her couch and stared at the ceiling for a few minutes. Then she rolled to her feet and walked to the hallway closet. She pulled out a duffel bag.
Thirty minutes later, she stepped out of a cab in a much darker part of town, jogged down some steps and knocked on a door. She was let in, barely acknowledging the door man.
Inside, Azula disappaered beneath red leather and latex. The only parts of her that remained were the cold sadistic look in her eyes and the cruel smile that danced over her lips. Her first victims clients were a young couple looking for excitement. She strapped them against the wall, her voice strong, commanding, "Call me mistress. Anything else and you'll regret it."
She picked up a taser modified to give out a lower, longer charge, and flicked it on. She wanted them to fear her. She needed them to fear her.
There was no room, for love.