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Some time after talking with Steph, Zuko still has no idea how to go about approaching the many people who he should proably talk to.
Instead, he's focusing on something that puts it all off very nicely, and practicing firebending forms out in the training field. They really do make much more sense after visiting the Masters - without having to spend to much effort on brute force and anger to produce the flame, everything flows more, and that in turn is levelling out his thoughts.
So. Another version of him had children. And they're here. They also seem to think he's their father- at least, the version that they knew. He should talk to Mel first, then. He's not sure what she thinks, but he should ask, in any case. And Iroh should know.
Later. He finishes off a form, and moves onto the next.
Instead, he's focusing on something that puts it all off very nicely, and practicing firebending forms out in the training field. They really do make much more sense after visiting the Masters - without having to spend to much effort on brute force and anger to produce the flame, everything flows more, and that in turn is levelling out his thoughts.
So. Another version of him had children. And they're here. They also seem to think he's their father- at least, the version that they knew. He should talk to Mel first, then. He's not sure what she thinks, but he should ask, in any case. And Iroh should know.
Later. He finishes off a form, and moves onto the next.
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She shrugs. "Not in a bad way. More - centred?"
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"That's new," he says. "Started a few days before I came here."
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That was her, and the kids. They did that.
"What happened?"
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"It was Toph's idea," he says. "I'd... well, my motivations had just switched, and I was having trouble bending without the same drive as before."
That drive being: Capture Avatar, Make Daddy Love Me.
"She suggested the Avatar and I search for the original source of firebending."
He shrugs, anticlimatically. "We found it."
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Now she's just staring.
"You found the original source of firebending?"
IT SOUNDS LIKE A SHAMPOO.
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"Yes," he says. "I thought they were extinct, but when we ran into the Sun Warriors, they took us to the Masters."
By 'ran into' read 'got stuck in booby trap thereof.'
"They were dragons."
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Mel blinks. And stares.
And - well, ejaculates: "Rocketship!"
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"...Huh?"
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"Means cool."
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Zuko's totally down with the hip kids.
"Oh. They were... nothing like the ones in this world."
They are a poor example of dragonkind.
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"We have dragons on this world?"
OH OH OH CAN SHE PLAY?
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"A canyon full of 'em. They're stupid, though. No brains at all. It's where I arrived."
Beyond: O FOOD. KILL! EAT?
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- Mel is a strange strange person.
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"...Yeah. Kill 'em all you want."
Stupid things that attack you are fair game for DEATH.
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Big grin.
"Might do me good to get out of the farm. Maybe the girls'll fly me in the Aerie. We could make a day of it."
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That's a pretty good thing, actually, as firebender or no, he might be a bit toasted now if there had been a lot.
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"Were they hurting anyone? Apart from you."
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BUT THEY WOULD HAVE DONE!
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Mel is sad. There goes her distraction.
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"They did, in the Fire Nation," he says. "And in the Four Nations, they were were intelligent."
Sentient, and wiser than most humans. It hurts, thinking about the centuries of suffering they caused. Just for glory.
Zuko finds it easier to conscience turning against his people every day.
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Read: The Royal family. Iroh and Zuko are raging anomalies.
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"Oh, you don't want to meet Father or Azula. Trust me."
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Mel loses her smile, and while her knuckles on one hand whiten around the buggy handle, the other drops, hovering around her belly.
"Already met Azula."
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