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Azula as she had stated could be found at the back of the building, a wide open expanse in front of her in which to work. And the Princess had issued an open invitation if anyone wanted something else to do with their time than brood over trechary. It amused her more than anything else. People really should expect this sort of thing. And she supposed that most did. She didn't blame them, people were untrustworthy and trust as a concept was for fools. She'd never let herself trust again.

That way lay all that she had suffered at home. The trechary of friends and her brother. Even her father in many ways hadn't cared by the end.

The blue flame that emerged from the hands and feet of the princess as she moved at a run, jumping and kicking and somersaulting as she went,were decidedly telling of her state of mind. They shot out burning blue and hot enough to kill if anyone were foolish enough to get close. If they did it was their own fault. Azula was controlled. But barely. Full of pure rage, tempered only because Azula knew she had to play the role of team mate in this place. She couldn't work alone and she needed these people. Much as they might distrust her. She hadn't betrayed them to the demon. She had heard enough to know that she never planned to either unless it was to save her own life obviously. And they could lie and say otherwise but each one of them would do the same. Self preservation was a wonderful thing.