capeandcowllogs | (no subject)

WHO:

firebent and YOU!?
WHERE: open lot / sparring grounds
WHEN: TODAY?
WARNINGS: none? unless firebending and people getting their practice fight on is warning worthy.
SUMMARY: Zuko needs to work off some pent up aggression, feel free to join him.
FORMAT: actionspam?

[ Shutting off his comm, Zuko bows his head and keeps walking, dead set on his direction. He’d stumbled upon the place a few days ago, an open lot that was obviously still being used by people who could find a way to make use of such a thing. Charred and filled with energy, it was the perfect place for Zuko to let loose, to work off pent up anger and frustration and to firebend without threat of injuring someone.

Ignoring the strange looks he was getting, as he always did whenever he ventured down the main city streets, Zuko was far more focused on getting to his intended destination than he was at glowering at the people who couldn’t seem to mind their own business.

He was still up in arms about Azula’s death, unsure as to how exactly he was supposed to be feeling. Because just like Mai had said, Azula was supposed to be his “enemy”, and just because she’d been murdered, that hadn’t really changed anything. He didn’t feel any differently about her, but that didn’t mean that she deserved to be killed. She was still his sister, he still cared. He just didn’t know in what way he was supposed to.

Stepping off sidewalk and onto dirt compacted ground, Zuko lifted his face, glancing around to make sure nobody else was here. The last thing he needed was somebody popping up from behind a rock and getting caught in a wave of firebending. Exhaling slowly as he tried to relax, Zuko lifted a palm, igniting a small fire in the palm of his hand. Trying to restrain his emotions and contain them within bending was a constant battle, though it had grown easier in the past year. But now it was more imperative than ever than he make sure to keep his cool, focus on keeping control of himself when he knew he had none elsewhere. ]

[ ooc; Zuko's also got his swords with him if you're interested in sword fighting 8D ]

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[ Folding his arms over his chest as he watches Alex settle into his makeshift seat, Zuko almost looks offended by the term, and then stops rather quickly, instead opting to look confused. He doesn't even know what a mutant's supposed to be, so it's kind of hard to actually be offended. ]

What's that supposed to mean?

[Alex furrows his eyebrows at Zuko, completely missing the fact that he might have said something offensive, as it's a term that's pretty regularly thrown around with people he's been talking to.]

You've got powers.

[He's never really met anyone who has powers that isn't a mutant. Not yet at least.]

[ And now he has... not that Alex really knows that just yet.

Zuko just gives him a fairly neutral look, considering it's obvious that he has powers. If he was inclined to, he'd be saying a big ol' duh right about now, but instead he shrugs it off like it's no big thang. ]

I can firebend. So can a lot of people from my nation.

[Wait, what the heck is firebending? Alex's expression loosens a little with confusion, his eyes opening a little wider.]

You're probably not from America or the USSR then. [Because the only person he could slightly consider as a firebender is Shaw, who's from Germany.]

[ Surprisingly enough, Zuko doesn't sound irritated, just.. closer to exasperated. He felt so out of the loop. ] I've never heard of either of those places.

[ All he'd heard about was the two-hundred some nations that existed in this world, and just that alone was enough to give him a headache. ]

[Geography, on a whole, gives Alex a headache, too, but he's aware of which countries are Communist and which ones aren't, mostly because there's news in the clink even if there's not much else. Impending nuclear war is something that the guards would talk about a lot.]

We're in America right now. [Pause. Actually he's not 100% sure of that because it's so far in the future.] I think. And the USSR is kind of our enemy.