vault66 | 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."

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"Oh don't be silly! It simply means you haven't found that one person to fit your standards yet, and it's never a bad thing to be picky," Which was, most undoubtedly the most double-standard thing she had ever said. But thankfully no one here knew her own peculiar tastes enough to judge her. "But you said something about your position? Are you some sort of noble?"

There certainly seemed to be a few of those around here now that she thought about it. This is at least the second time someone had brought up there high class status during her time getting to know her vault-mates.

"A princess actually." She braced herself for the upcoming shrug that she was expecting. Other then Yunland every person who had learned of her title had brushed it off like it was nothing.

"My father was even planning on passing the crown to me skipping over my foolish brother. But here we are, about as far away from the Fire Nation as I could possibly imagine."

"Impressive," Okay, princess was a bit of a higher title than noble. But, in fact, that gave Chocolat means to be even more wry cautious. She knew that not all people born into power were corrupt, but she had experienced enough in her lifetime to know that it was common. But hey, Saya seemed pretty cool so far. It would be rude to judge simply because of Azula's birthright. "I can get that. It's strange suddenly being pulled away from our lives out of the blue as we were. And by the sounds of it there really is no going back even if any of our memories were real."

She sighed with that, bits of her own life just before waking up flashing through her mind.

"I refuse to consider that." Azula snapped back stiffly. "If there was a way to bring us to this world, there is a way to send us back. We simply don't understand enough about this technology yet."

And there had to be a way back because if there wasn't then everything she'd worked for, her entire life up to this point had been wasted and she'd have to start from nothing.

It was too much and for a moment she shook at the possibility.

"Our memories are real, and your Carrot is in here somewhere." She said with more confidence then she felt. She projected it in each word as if just putting it into the universe was powerful enough.

"And when he does awaken perhaps you two shall be our first couple married in this new society they expect us to build." OK maybe she was trying to appease Chocolat with that last comment.

"The first married couple huh?" Chocolat had felt a sense of encouragement from Azula's single-minded determination all the way up until that final sentence. Her mind suddenly flashing back to what felt like an entirely different life. The sounds of laughter, the ringing of bells, and the smiling faces of the two people who she held closest to her.

"Hmn, perhaps, that would be nice wouldn't it," But her voice was wistful, taking on a tone that wasn't entirely befitting her usually whimsical disposition. "So these pods then, do you think they're more for transporting people here than they are for keeping us in a state of prolonged stasis?"

Azula noticed the change in tone, curious as to what button she might have accidentally hit. Not that she regretted it, but she was interested.

"Could be. Wherever...however they found us they brought us here and kept us from waking. I can't begin to fathom the technology required. If spirits were involved, perhaps some kind of life force bending...but the longer we stay here the less I feel like bending of any kind exists here.

"Bending? You mean, like a form of control?" Chocolat had been used to many forms of magic, and what Azula seemed to be describing fit along those lines, so it made sense to her for the most part. But part of her couldn't help but stop and think that the process behind it all was more complicated than that. "I suppose magic and mysticism may play a role, it definitely feels plausible, but--"

But that also didn't seem to be how this type of place rolled.

"I feel like the people who brought us here had a huge reliance on an advanced form of technology over anything else. Far more advanced than I am certainly used to. It feels like they more likely must have used that to bring us here in some way."

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