Salle, morning

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

Zuko finally made it down to the Salle this morning. The first thing he did was go and check up on his broadswords. When he was satisfied that they weren't damange in any sort of way, he headed back to the salle itself. Taking off his brand new t-shirt and shoes, he moved to the middle of the room and took up a defensive pose. A little while later he was going through a fire fight with an imagenary opponent. Flames were fanning out every time his fist or feet hit the air and he moved smoothly from through the stances.

((Open, just keep away from the flames!))

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[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

If Ray's wandering, well, it's because he's bored as all get out. And avoiding perky people. So, coming upon a kid who seems to be a pyromaniac, he stopped and stared

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

It took a moment before Zuko realised he had an audience. Straightening up, he turned towards Ray. "What?"

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

Ray raised his eyebrows at that abrupt greeting. "What, no greetings and salutations?"

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

"No," Zuko said simply. He'd been skimpy on his greetings around here. "I don't even know you."

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

"And yet, I feel a personal connection to you," Ray snarked and grinned.

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

Zuko gave him a blank stare.

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

Ray stared back. And then stuck out his tongue.

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

Zuko raised an eyebrow, then turned away as he started practicing once more this time without the fire. If Ray was familiar with martial arts a lot of the stances would remind him of the Northern Shaolin style of Kung Fu.

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Kung Fu Kid?" Ray called.

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

Zuko didn't pause this time. He didn't know what Kung Fu was, but as he was the only other person around here, he assumed Ray was talking to him. "What?"

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

"How'd you make the fire come outta your feet?"

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

"It is complicated to explain," Zuko replied, trying not to lose his concentration.

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

"Are you a dragon?"

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

That made him falter and he wondered what was up with these people. "Do I look like a dragon to you?"

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

"You could have a damn good mask," Ray answered and snickered. "What's your name, Dragon?"

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

Zuko frowned a bit, but there was no way this kid would know about his mask. "Zuko. Yours?"

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

"Ray," he said with a nod. "Please, Zuko. Think I could do the fire from my feet thing?"

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

Before coming here, Zuko thought only people from the Fire Nation born with the ability would be able to. Around here, though, it didn't seem to be all that unique.

"I don't know. Where are you from? Are you a demon?"

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

"I listened to KISS as a kid," Ray said, like that had something to do with their conversation.

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

"I don't know what that means," Zuko admitted. He knew all the words in the sentence but for some reason it just didn't make sense.

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

"Gene Simmons? Peter Criss? Grown men wearing makeup and dancing around in platform shoes?" Ray explained, looking for recognition on Zuko's face.

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

The recognition didn't come and Zuko shook his head. "I'm not from this world," he explained.

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

"Ahhh," Ray said, drawing out the word. "Would you be a mutant?"

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

Zuko raised his chin. "No."

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

Ray studied him for a moment. "Muppet?"