Vicious friendship moments
Title: On The Shoulders of A Giant
Day/Theme: February 24th, "Rose, oh pure contradiction"
Series: Avatar
Character/Pairing: Azula, Ty Lee
Rating: PG13
Summary: Ty Lee wonders why something so beautiful can sometimes be so hateable.
After days of hard work and sweat, Ty Lee initially assumed that the mission was over when the avatar was captured, and Azula would finally let her return to the circus. Yet just days after the seamstress took her measurements for her new costume, Azula called her back, and Ty Lee was not in the position to refuse.
As she watched her childhood friend change into her Commanding Officer uniform in her room aboard the airship, she could not help but sigh dejectedly upon remembering her new hot pink pants and embroidered beige top. It was unlikely that they would be returning to the Fire Nation by the night, which would mean that Ty Lee would just have to forfeit her show. She had worked even harder for that, learning new tricks and all, but she doubted that Azula cared.
"What? Still whining about your show?" Azula asked, as insensitive as ever.
"Not really," Ty Lee lied through her teeth, her body subconsciously growing rigid.
"Just forget about it already," Azula said flippantly, facing the mirror as she adjusted her bun. "As your reward, I'll buy you a whole circus, with bears and tigers and whatnot. Now get over here and help me bind my chest."
Ty Lee reluctantly rose from her cross-legged position on Azula's bed and strolled over to her, all the while trying to betray no emotion lest Azula hint any displeasure upon her features. She took the long roll of cloth placed on the dressing table before her and pressed it against Azula's bare chest before winding it around repeatedly.
It was not Ty Lee's first time of realizing how blessed Azula's body was. Despite being a firebender accustomed to the battlefield, she bore no garish and prominent scars. Under Ty Lee's fingers, her skin was smooth, probably from the luxurious lotions provided for the Fire Nation's nobility. Though her breasts were small, they were petite and provided it's certain artistic touch.
Ty Lee wondered for the umpteenth time, why didn't Azula just stayed at home and be the tyrannical princess that she was?
"My brother has been captured, and Mai ran along without us," Azula drawled. "We can't have that, can we?"
"But isn't your brother, sort of like, her boyfriend?" Ty Lee ventured.
"Not anymore, he dumped her," Azula corrected, a slight mockery in her tone. "Though really, it's quite out of her character to just chase after a person like that."
'Not like you even have the opportunity to be dumped,' Ty Lee thought inwardly, but never said out loud. She finished her job with one distinct tug, perhaps a little too hard, but Azula did not notice. All she did was order her friend to fasten the binding with a clip, and then bring her the rest of her clothes.
Day/Theme: February 24th, "Rose, oh pure contradiction"
Series: Avatar
Character/Pairing: Azula, Ty Lee
Rating: PG13
Summary: Ty Lee wonders why something so beautiful can sometimes be so hateable.
After days of hard work and sweat, Ty Lee initially assumed that the mission was over when the avatar was captured, and Azula would finally let her return to the circus. Yet just days after the seamstress took her measurements for her new costume, Azula called her back, and Ty Lee was not in the position to refuse.
As she watched her childhood friend change into her Commanding Officer uniform in her room aboard the airship, she could not help but sigh dejectedly upon remembering her new hot pink pants and embroidered beige top. It was unlikely that they would be returning to the Fire Nation by the night, which would mean that Ty Lee would just have to forfeit her show. She had worked even harder for that, learning new tricks and all, but she doubted that Azula cared.
"What? Still whining about your show?" Azula asked, as insensitive as ever.
"Not really," Ty Lee lied through her teeth, her body subconsciously growing rigid.
"Just forget about it already," Azula said flippantly, facing the mirror as she adjusted her bun. "As your reward, I'll buy you a whole circus, with bears and tigers and whatnot. Now get over here and help me bind my chest."
Ty Lee reluctantly rose from her cross-legged position on Azula's bed and strolled over to her, all the while trying to betray no emotion lest Azula hint any displeasure upon her features. She took the long roll of cloth placed on the dressing table before her and pressed it against Azula's bare chest before winding it around repeatedly.
It was not Ty Lee's first time of realizing how blessed Azula's body was. Despite being a firebender accustomed to the battlefield, she bore no garish and prominent scars. Under Ty Lee's fingers, her skin was smooth, probably from the luxurious lotions provided for the Fire Nation's nobility. Though her breasts were small, they were petite and provided it's certain artistic touch.
Ty Lee wondered for the umpteenth time, why didn't Azula just stayed at home and be the tyrannical princess that she was?
"My brother has been captured, and Mai ran along without us," Azula drawled. "We can't have that, can we?"
"But isn't your brother, sort of like, her boyfriend?" Ty Lee ventured.
"Not anymore, he dumped her," Azula corrected, a slight mockery in her tone. "Though really, it's quite out of her character to just chase after a person like that."
'Not like you even have the opportunity to be dumped,' Ty Lee thought inwardly, but never said out loud. She finished her job with one distinct tug, perhaps a little too hard, but Azula did not notice. All she did was order her friend to fasten the binding with a clip, and then bring her the rest of her clothes.