[Locational lock to the Firecabin]

[head_overheels]

[It's an early summer evening in beautiful Camp Fuck You Die! The sun is setting, there are... I don't know, fireflies out maybe, the zombies are temporarily distracted by a certain camper's third year running an organized fighting league, and so on, other scene-setting stuff. But that's not important! What is important is that outside on Boys' Cabin 8, a certain acrobat is sitting just outside, sort of half-meditating and half-staring into space sometime after some choice intensely uncomfortable moments occurred. Her aura is a somewhat faded, lighter pink than usual.]

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Comments

[emogothninja.livejournal.com]

This is one of those things to just sweep under the rug and not talk about, as far as Azula's concerned. Pretend it never happened.

Except you know the peasant's going to end up in hospital whenever they cross paths.

[head-overheels.livejournal.com]

It's Jet, though, so that was going to happen either way. I'll... I guess I'll try to live with it.

[emogothninja.livejournal.com]

Well, if she doesn't want to hear about it, I guess there's nothing to stop you wiping your snot over my shoulder.

[head-overheels.livejournal.com]

*... yeah hugging/clinging to you but also sort of lightly punching your shoulder first*

Ewww, I'm not gonna do that! That's gross, Mai!

[emogothninja.livejournal.com]

Yeah, no kidding. Now I've got a bad taste in my mouth just for mentioning it.

[head-overheels.livejournal.com]

And that's totally all your fault, too! Don't worry, I'm fine with just hugging and not doing the other part.

[emogothninja.livejournal.com]

*just patting you on the back, now*

[head-overheels.livejournal.com]

*Don't mind me, just enjoying the hug and opting to enjoy it in silence for once*