Salle, morning

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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!))

Comments

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

"Shame."

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

Ray was getting the distinct impression that Zuko didn't really wanna talk. "Ever had a burrito before?"

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"No," Zuko replied and possibly might have given Ray more of that distinct impression.

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

"You should try one sometime," Ray said, completely oblivious. Or not. "Might make that fire even hotter."

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

"Food doesn't influence it," Zuko informed Ray.

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

"But you haven't had burritos," Ray replied. "So, maybe that food does."

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

"No," Zuko told him firmly.

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"Your negativity won't get you very far," Ray informed him.

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"It's got me to a different world."

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Ray snickered and stood up a little straighter. "You are a very talkative man, Zuko. So much that I think I'm gonna head out and rest my ears."

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Zuko seemed perfectly fine with that as he nodded at Ray and then turned to go back to his training.

[the-right-ray.livejournal.com]

Ray laughed, shook his head and started wandering again.