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vault662020-06-18 06:48 pm
makeadragonwannaretire) wrote in vault662020-06-18 06:48 pm
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1st Team Meeting
WHO: Azula and any vault dwellers who show up.
WHERE: The Rec Room
WHEN: Three hours after her annoucement.
WHAT: Azula's "War Council" to disseminate information and introductions...also snacks.
WARNINGS: Possible discussions of violence and/or dark backstories.
Azula had attended a number of war meetings growing up as well as social affairs for meeting with important members of the public or military. This was different for a number of reasons, the largest being that this was a place no one seemed to have any respect for her title.
But she could handle that. It had taken her half a month to come to terms with it but here the title "Princess" was only as important as she made it.
Unfortunately that meant having to play "Nice" having to bite her tongue and not get frustrated when she wasn't catered to. That would have been harder for her two years ago, and impossible a year ago.
But here we were, with her waiting patiently near the entrance to the Rec Room to greet people as they came in. Oh how far she'd fallen.
"Come in, help yourself to some snacks. We'll get started soon."
WHERE: The Rec Room
WHEN: Three hours after her annoucement.
WHAT: Azula's "War Council" to disseminate information and introductions...also snacks.
WARNINGS: Possible discussions of violence and/or dark backstories.
Azula had attended a number of war meetings growing up as well as social affairs for meeting with important members of the public or military. This was different for a number of reasons, the largest being that this was a place no one seemed to have any respect for her title.
But she could handle that. It had taken her half a month to come to terms with it but here the title "Princess" was only as important as she made it.
Unfortunately that meant having to play "Nice" having to bite her tongue and not get frustrated when she wasn't catered to. That would have been harder for her two years ago, and impossible a year ago.
But here we were, with her waiting patiently near the entrance to the Rec Room to greet people as they came in. Oh how far she'd fallen.
"Come in, help yourself to some snacks. We'll get started soon."
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Demon things are just dormant somehow; that's his going theory.
"Animals sound more fun to me. Like a bird."
Crows did whatever the fuck they wanted. Birds are assholes. They're his kin.
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"That could be true. Who wouldn't wanna fly? But I dunno how I'd feel about only eating bugs and berries you know? And pooping while flying seems gross."
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He unzips his jumpsuit to show her. There's a large black sun symbol on his chest, and a large scar in the middle of it.
"One on my back too. I figure they'd go away if the demon aura was gone, right?"
He can't help but laugh at the 'pooping while flying'.
"Gross, but you could target attacks on people. Like Chocolat."
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"Dude...that's badass." He really was some kind of anti-hero wasn't he? Now she was picturing him impaled and it made her squeamish but otherwise? Bad ass.
Then he had to ruin it by saying he'd poop on Chocolat "Gross!! She would totally roast you alive and eat you if any bird tried that on her."
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It wasn't, but she brought up the subject, and so it's her own fault for the imagery.