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| [The camera shows nothing but pavement, the edge of some wet fingers, and the ends of a really flashy red cape, fabric worn and water-heavy, trailing on the ground. Oh, and an adorable little white rabbit chomping down on the end of that cape.]
I don't get it. I don't freakin' get it at all. What--
OI!
[Suddenly the camera jerks and... goes flying. Seems Kamina, not knowing what it was, tossed it over his shoulder. It clatters against the coral, still recording for a few moments.]
Oi, lil' punk! Come here. I'll friggin' teach you to attack a guy from the rear when he ain't lookin'.
[Kamina dives for the rabbit, trying to catch it, and then the feed cuts.] | |
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| [There's some awkward fumbling with the camera-- loud error beeps, the view swinging around wildly... until finally he figures it out and it more or less settles on Zuko.]
What's going on here? Do you know how serious the consequences are for kidnapping the Fire Lord? You're endangering the peace of the entire world by doing this!
[Although he's definitely acting imperial enough to be royalty, at the moment Zuko is only dressed in more casual clothes, suitable for fighting. Bright red, distinctly Asian fabrics trimmed in cloth of gold, and twin swords slung over his back that matched his fierce scowl. His arms are folded, and he's standing rooted, as if implacable.
And oddly enough... he and his clothes are completely dry, if somewhat crumpled.]
I expect answers, and I expect them now.
[Suddenly his features twist into a frustrated cringe, and his voice rises.] Starting with why am I underwater?! | |
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