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discedo_logs2008-08-25 12:05 am
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[In Progress]
Who: Azula [ ![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bends_lightning] & Malik [ gravityfatality]
Where: A warehouse on Lander Boulevard
When: Aug. 25th, after this conversation.
Rating: PG-13 but there might be some violence?
Summary: Azula is generally distressed by Malik's current situation and wants to smack him around a bit.
the log:
She hated this. Everything she had built in this city had been falling apart, crumbling before her. She wouldn't take it anymore.
Malik's obvious betrayal of her was unacceptable. She had to show him his place. Even if she had been mostly unaware of what he implied his feelings for her were...
No, that didn't matter. Feeling that way about her only made it worse, if he was so quick to turn to another.
She would hurt him. She wanted to hurt him so badly. She wouldn't kill him - he might still be useful, and having just gotten his chip out, that might be more of a slap in the face than she really wanted to give him. She didn't want him to hate her, to loathe her in that way. She just wanted him to remember who was better. Who was the boss.
How could he even dare laugh at her like that, anyway?
She looked at the door to the next warehouse she came upon. And just like the others, with a steady punch, a burst of blue fire shot forth and blasted open the door.
He had better be here.
bends_lightning] & Malik [ gravityfatality]Where: A warehouse on Lander Boulevard
When: Aug. 25th, after this conversation.
Rating: PG-13 but there might be some violence?
Summary: Azula is generally distressed by Malik's current situation and wants to smack him around a bit.
the log:
She hated this. Everything she had built in this city had been falling apart, crumbling before her. She wouldn't take it anymore.
Malik's obvious betrayal of her was unacceptable. She had to show him his place. Even if she had been mostly unaware of what he implied his feelings for her were...
No, that didn't matter. Feeling that way about her only made it worse, if he was so quick to turn to another.
She would hurt him. She wanted to hurt him so badly. She wouldn't kill him - he might still be useful, and having just gotten his chip out, that might be more of a slap in the face than she really wanted to give him. She didn't want him to hate her, to loathe her in that way. She just wanted him to remember who was better. Who was the boss.
How could he even dare laugh at her like that, anyway?
She looked at the door to the next warehouse she came upon. And just like the others, with a steady punch, a burst of blue fire shot forth and blasted open the door.
He had better be here.