RL with Azula - So you thought you were safe?

[unluckychimera]

Zel was in a very good mood. Quite apart from feeling as if he was drunk out of his mind, he was almost certain he'd actually managed to win an argument with Azula for the first time in... ever. He managed to force himself to stop being smug, being aware, if only through a haze of alcohol he hadn't actually consumed, that this would not be useful

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[peoplesprincess]

Azula immediately tensed at his voice, and her expression slid into a frown. It was ridiculous what this virus did-- she craved contact, no matter who it was from, but it didn't effect her mental processes enough that she didn't realize that without its influence, she would have told Zel to leave her alone the moment he suggested coming over to "help" her.

"Yes, I'm in here," she half-snapped, burrowing deeper under the blankets. "Where else would I be?"

[unluckychimera]

"Just sayin' I was here," he mumbled, feeling a little slighted. Really, though, he shouldn't have been surprised. "Don't have to be snotty. Can I c'min?"

Not that he had any intention of listening if she said "no", but it was the thought that counted.

[peoplesprincess]

"I told you, I don't care." There was more of a snap in her voice this time. She had to keep up the pretense of being annoyed, even though a very large part of her was relieved that he had come by.

"... You still sound drunk."

[unluckychimera]

"Prob'ly still am," he replied far too cheerfully, slipping into the room. "Blame the community."

He leaned against the wall in an attempt at his normal "mysterious loner" pose, which didn't go so well when his sense of balance was completely shot. He completely ignored the tone in her voice; it was amazing what could be rationalized away once you were used to Azula.