(Too true, and quite stressful when your in charge of food XD But I enjoyed the day, it was grate.)

As the day drew on, Zuko would work aboard his ship, give out orders to his men and make sure everything was set for their next journey- Where ever that was. For the time being Zuko was still pretty unsure about what he was going to do, would be still follow the Avatar and try to capture him again? Or would he just give up on the idea and attempt to return home empty handed? Or just never return home and wonder the seas and lands? He found himself almost laughing at his thoughts as he made his bed. “What am I thinking? Return home without the Avatar? Ha! Farther would defiantly burn me alive if I did that…” The prince spoke to himself quietly as he smoothed out his bed sheets and stood upright again. “Hm..” He looked around his room for a moment, till his eyes caught sight of a small piece of shredded blue material. With furrowed brows the male walked over to it; it was laying on the ground just near his wardrobe. He crouched down and slowly picked it up, taking a closer look at it. What’s this?....I don’t own anything blue… He turned it over, and noticed a small bit of white thread, which seemed to form part of a pattern. His eyes widened slightly, it must be from that Water Tribe boy, when he fell out of my Closet. Looking at the material for a few more moments he wondered what to do with it. “He won’t need it back…And what am I to do with it?”
“Why am I thinking about this so much? I’ll just burn it…” Shaking his head slightly Zuko brought his free hand up to the material. “..I’ll just burn it..” He repeated bending a small golden-yellow flame out of the centre of his hand and brought it closer to the ripped bit of material. Quietly he watched as his flames slowly at first began to lick at the sides of the blue material, before quickly catching on and engulfing it before vanishing into nothingness. Nodding to himself he lowered his hands, and continued on doing what he had to do.

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(Omg XD yeah I remember the last time I was put in charge of deserts and such, but little did my family not know was that I actually suck really bad at baking and I totally ruined a cake and a batch of cupcakes XD

As they flew in silence with only Mo-mo the flying lemur chirping and making various other noises to fill in the heavy silence. Maybe it was because they were tired, or because they didn't want to talk about the events that had taken place. Either way Sokka distracted himself by removing his torn shirt and sighed, looking down at the blue and white fabric. "Hey Katara, the male called out to his sister who was practicing some water bending from a small container she kept. "Yes, Sokka?" She asked in a slight annoyed tone, she hated being disturbed while practicing her bending. "Do you think you can fix this?" Asked the teen, holding up the shirt to the young woman, hoping she would say yes, otherwise he would have to talk around with a torn shirt...
Suddenly the thought of his boomerang struck up in his mind. "Awe!" He groaned. The young Avatar looked back with risen brows. "What's wrong now?" He asked half worriedly. "I still didn't find my boomerang and it's somewhere in that damn ship!" The teen wined, looking down at the vast sea below them. Katara furrowed her brows and crossed her arms. "Is that seriously all you can think about right now? Your dumb boomerang?" Katara snapped, slowly becoming fed up with her brothers constant complaining.
The young man sighed and shrugged his shoulders, though it wasn't just all he could think of, in the back of his mind the thought of his dreams still lingered about, so the boomerang was sort've a distraction for himself to try to get it off of his mind.

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( O: XD Oh wow, see that's why I stick to savories XD Also I hope you don't mind me kinda predicting things.)

After a few hours Zuko finally finished doing all the choses and such in order for the ship to be ready to set sail once more…Not that he had to do half of them, or any of them for that matter, he could have bossed around his crew and made them do them all by themselves, but he felt as though he had to, otherwise he’d think about The Water Tribe boy, the dreams he had or something else which he’d rather ignore for the time being. Zuko was back up on deck, standing over near one of the sides not really doing much, just gazing out across the blue seas. He began to think, trying to figure what he was going to do now… Keep trying with his original plans? Or give them up and try something different?...He tossed the two ideas up in his mind for a moment, before sighing and looking away from the sea, “Men!” He yelled harshly, finally coming up with an Idea. He waited till at least one of his men showed up on deck before giving out his next order, “I want you to set a course toward the North Pole. We’re leaving this Island.” The Prince ordered, the men that arrived nodded their heads before quickly setting to their positions. Zuko remembered that Sokka said something about the Avatar was yet to master Waterbending, and it seemed as though they were heading toward the North Pole, so he would do the same....
It was not long before the ships anchors were finally pulled up and the large Navy ship began to move slowly but, surly out toward the open sea, and toward the North Pole, were hopefully the Avatar would be heading as well. What would the Prince do then? Well, he’d be sure to come up with a plan along the way, after all it would be a long trip.

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((This time I ended up being in charge of decor, and some foods but my mom would roast the hell out me when I would put something somewhere she didn't likexDD and yeah that's fine 👌🏽👌🏽))

"So...how long do you think it will take to get to the North Pole..?" Sokka asked, sharpening his trusty machete. The Avatar shrugged his shoulders and looked back over at the two. "Hm...I dunno...but it shouldn't be very long." The young boy replied.
As the hours went by and the sky turned an orange-red colour while the sun was slowly making its way towards the horizon Katara and Aang were preparing the sleeping bags on Oppa's large saddle. "Hey Sokka, would you mind keeping a lookout tonight? Since I did it last time?" Katara asked while getting comfy. The water tribe boy nodded but didn't speak, he only stared off into the distance. Thoughts of his dreams and the prince scurrying across his mind, trying to figure out why he had such bizarre dreams... "if you see anything wake us up!" Called out the arrowhead boy before plopping down onto his pile of blankets. Momo sat next to Sokka and chirped with a flick of his large ears. "Hm? Oh...sorry Momo, I don't have any food on me" Sokka replied with a soft sigh. "I don't know why I'm thinking of that guy...it's not like he served me any good! And I don't even know why I gave him the offer to ride with us!" Sokka complained to the small flying mammal.
Soon the moon was high in the sky and Sokka shivered as the cold breeze began to blow through the air. While a few more hours went passed Sokka sat alone in silence, trying to keep himself occupied. "I guess we're getting sorta close...or maybe it's just a cold front..." the teen said, pulling a blanket over himself with a yawn, desperately trying not to fall asleep. Because he knew he had to keep a lookout and because he didn't want to take the chance and end up having those dreams again...

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The Fire Navy ship steadily made its way through the open oceans, Prince Zuko spent the remainder of daylight hours in the ships cockpit discussing parental routes to the North Pole. He’d already done away with serval routes and was beginning to get annoyed, then, while staring at the map one of his men held out for him he came up with an Idea. He told his men the Idea and lightly traced the path they’d take on the map. His men agreed and set back to work. Zuko walked over to the side, and looked out the large window, hands on his hips. They would take the most direct route toward the North Pole, and planned on being there at the same time the Avatar was…Or so he though...
“Something horrible has happened!” Iroh’s voice suddenly broke though the almost silent cockpit. Zuko spun around, thinking the worst, “What happened?” his Uncle caught his breath at the door before looking over to his Nephew, “I was playing Pai Sho with some of the crew..And, and..I’ve seemed to have lost one of the tiles!”
Zuko stared at his Uncle, he had to be kidding, right? He was not really that upset about a Pai Sho tile. Iroh looked over to the driver of the ship, “We’ll have to make a slight detour, in order for me to get a replacement tile…” He spoke walking over to the map which was laid out on a small table, “Hm..Ah! Here we’ll go to this Earth Kingdom village, I’m sure they’ll have a market where I can get the tile.” He explained. Zuko frowned, “Do you really think it’s that important to go to an Earth Kingdom village for a tile?” It was more of a statement than a question, but the old man responded anyway, “Oh Zuko, it is very important! The White Lotus tile is the most important tile of the game.” He explained in a serious tone. Zuko’s frown deepened, “A tile is not more important than the Avatar Uncle! Men ignore my Uncles detour, we’re heading straight to the North Pole, no side-tracking!” The Prince ordered clearly irritated by his Uncle. Iroh shook his head slightly, watching as Zuko left the cockpit. Once he was out of sight the old man allowed a smirk to form on his face, “I’m sure Prince Zuko does not really mind the detour. The Village is only a day’s trip away.” He chuckled slightly, “Besides I think we all deserve a nice brake after spending so long out at sea.” He added before walking out of the cockpit himself. Despite being a little confused, the ships navigator decided to follow the former Generals request and set a course toward the village.
Meanwhile Prince Zuko had walked off to his room, he could not believe that his uncle would even consider doing such a time wasting thing. He let out an annoyed sigh.

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(Should they bump into each other again in the merchants town or? XD I'm afraid I forgot if they actually did or not in the show oops))

As the time literally flew by, Sokka soon started to lose his battle of staying awake and eventually feel into a light sleep. In his gentle slumber the boy dreampt of once again being held onto by the prince, his warm hand grabbing ahold of his forearm and pulling him closer like reeling in a newly caught fish. By now the vision was clear and Sokka could see everything. The sight of the Prince's face seemed less intimidating however and more gentle, kind almost. The dream seemed to go on for hours until finally Sokka could feel the warm hand of Zuko gently caress his cheek with a soft smile before proceeding to come closer...and closer. "W-what?!" The teen's eyes shot open and his body jerked itself fully awake. Looking around frantically to be sure he was where he first remembered himself being. "Just...just a dream.." he muttered to himself, holding his knees as he leaned back against the rim of the large saddle. "Ugh...! What the hell is wrong with me!?" He groaned and kicked his bag full of equipment to the side out of frustration.
Though when he looked around he realized that the others were still asleep, except of course Momo who was naturally more of an nocturnal animal. "Oh...hey Momo.." the water tribe boy said in a calmer voice as he gently stroked the lemurs fur. "Sorry if I scared you...had a bad dream.." he added with a shrug of his shoulders.

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(Dispite only recently finishing watching the whole show for like the 10th time, I too can't quite remember if they did or not...But, they can if you'd like *Shrug* XD... Or perhaps the Blue Spirit could pay them a visit? *Wriggle brows* Lol idm)


As time went on, Zuko grew tired. He let out a yawn, and walked over to his bed and lay in it, pulling the red sheets up over his body. Quietly he let out a sigh before closing his eyes and allowing himself to drift into a light sleep...
“You know, I’ve been meaning to tell you something Sokka…” Zuko’s voice seemed to echo around the room as he looked over to the Water Tribe boy with a small smile. Sokka started to speak, however his words seemed to make no sound this time, he seemed to be happy, they both did…Zuko went to take a step closer, however his vision suddenly went fuzzy, and a bright flash of white overtook his sight. He stumbled back a few steps, he could just make out the faint sound of Sokka’s voice, he seemed to be calling out to Zuko. The prince gritted his teeth, squinting trying to see what was going on. There seemed to be another voice, though it was slightly muffled, as though it was underwater. The Prince frowned, rubbing his eyes, but still could not see anything. “Sokka!?” He called out…Then everything went black. With wide eyes, Zuko could feel himself falling down, or being dragged down. He tried to fight the feeling, and reached up hoping to grab a hold of something, but nothing was there…
“Gah!” The Prince woke with a gasp, “..That was some dream…” He mumbled to himself sitting up and rubbing his head gently. “…Some dream indeed…” He repeated slowly beginning to wonder why he had that dream. Shaking his head free of the thought the young prince lay back down, and after a few moments fell back asleep, but this time did not dream…
A few hours later and Zuko woke once again, this time by sunlight. He groaned slowly pushing his eyelids open, “Ugh…” he dragged himself out of bed and looked out his window. The sun was rising once again, signalling a new day. Zuko looked away from the window and got himself ready for the day…
As he walked to the cockpit to see how they were going for time, he noticed that ship was not actually moving. He frowned slightly wondering why this was and quickened his pace toward the cockpit. When he got there it was empty, the princes frown deepened. Quickly he walked back through the halls, perhaps they were having breakfast, he checked the dining room. It was empty too. Where was everyone? He called out a few times, only to get no answer. The prince walked out onto the deck and looked around. That’s when he realized what had happened. They were docked at a village, and as he looked around he could see other, larger fire navy ships docked as well. Iroh had told the crew to ignore the prince’s orders and go here instead, Zuko let out a frustrated sigh, a small puff of smoke came out of his mouth. Why did his Uncle do this!? He knew they were on a tight time schedule. Angrily Zuko walked off to find where his uncle had went, asking a few guards which stood on the dock. They pointed in toward town and Zuko stormed off in that direction.

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((XDD same omg XD but *gasp* yess! I totally forgot about that!!! Would you want it to be where he helps the Avatar escape from Commander Zhao or would you want it to be a little more focused on him and Sokka? I'm fine with both really cx))

As the sun rolled back into the sky the Avatar and the water tribe girl had awakened. "Okay, so, we should be getting close...but first I think we should take a break for a while, there's another island up ahead" the young boy explained while looking at a map then out into the distance where the sight of the distant land. "Sokka, didnyou hear that? Now you can stop whining and find yourself some food, and maybe this time you won't get captured.." the young woman snapped teasingly with a smirk and short laugh. However Sokka wasn't really paying attention to what they were saying, we was kinda just locked in his own little world, trying to piece together his own strange thoughts and dreams that have been reacurring multiple times lately.
Finally after a couple minutes it registered through his mind that they had been trying to talk to him and he looked up and scratched the back of his head. "What? Oh...yeah...okay cool" he replied, though he didn't sound very much interested in what they actually said. For the first time in a while food wasn't on his mind, instead for some odd reason the prince was. 'Why the hell am I so worked up about this...it's not even a big deal!' He thought to himself, clenching his fists.
About an hour and a half later they arrived to the ruins of Taku, where Oppa landed in an old abandoned building, plopping down with a heavy thud and a grumble. "Good boy Oppa! You did great!" The arrowhead boy said happily before jumping down and patting the late mammal's forehead. Sokka and Katara soon followed after the Avatar and began setting out all of their belongings. "It's nice to finally be on land.." Katara said softly, sighing in relief. The young man shrugged his shoulders and nodded with a smirk. "Yeah, it really is" he said, laying on the floor, putting his mind over matter, forcing himself to stop thinking about what he has been for the last couple of hours..
((Sorry for the late reply...Easter was super hectic))

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(Hm...lol idc XD Perhaps it could be kinda both? Like, the first encounter be with Aang, theeen like late on the same day\night Zuko- I mean the Blue Spirit XD Could stumble upon the gangs stuff and try to take something from them? Just tossing ideas around.)


Soon enough the Prince found his Uncle, who was wondering around a small market with a few other members of the Fire Nation. Zuko watched them from a distance, trying to figure out who the other men were, they were not from his ship. Then, as one of the men turned around, Zuko recognised who his Uncle was talking to; Commander Zhao. Zuko went to walk the other way, however Zhao must have noticed him and called out to him, “Zuko? You know it’s not very nice to ignore fellow members of your own Nation, even more so when they are of higher ranking…” The older man spoke taking a few steps toward the Prince. Hesitantly Zuko looked over to the Commander, “What do you want?” He asked brashly. Zhao laughed a little before becoming more serious, “Huh, that’s no way to speak to a Commander. Show some respect!” He spat the last few words out rather harshly. Zuko clenched his fists, “…Then again what would one expect from a Banished Prince? Hm.” Zhao sneered staring Zuko dead in the eye. The prince stared back, frowning deeply, “You don’t deserve respect, now what do you want?!”
Zhao scowled, not taking too kindly to being spoken to in such a disrespectful manner, however he remained composed, “I’m seeking information about the Avatar… I hear his alive.” He explained. “Is that so?” The Prince said calmly. Zhao nodded, “I believe you, Prince Zuko, have some information about his whereabouts.” As the Commander spoke Zuko noticed his Uncle was watching.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Zuko stated firmly before turning away. Zhao seemed to think otherwise, “I think you do know something, and you will tell me.”
“I know nothing about the Avatar, so leave me alone.”
“Hm, how about we discuss this on my ship? Over a nice cup of tea.” Zhao offered suddenly changing his plan of attack- So to say. Upon hearing the offer and before Zuko could same anything Iroh butted in, “Tea? Oh that sound wonderful! It’ll be an honour to share tea with such a grate man.” Iroh said with a smile. Zhao was glad to hear this, “Excellent, we’ll meet on my ship this afternoon.” He declared before walking away. Zuko clenched his fists again, this was not going to end well, and he knew it.

(And it's totally fine, I understand XD)

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((Hm, okay I see what you mean sorta. So like he takes the Avatar back, but to help him out, while Aang is fighting off some of Zhao's guards Aang tells Zuko- I mean the blue spirit *cough cough* XD to go get his staff since he fights better with it. And from there Sokka spots the intruder; the blue spirit and we just see where it goes from there? Idk, up to you XD))

It was around noon time when they finished setting up their little camp for the night and got settled down. Katara looked around in they're food back and sighed pulling out only a rock and a nutshell with some crumbs. "Alright, well I guess one of us has to go look for food.." she muttered with a heavy sigh. Aang smiled and grabbed the bag. "I'll go! I mean Sokka looks pretty tired and especially after what happened last time, I think it's better I go. Plus, I didn't see any fire navy ships when we got here so it's all good!" He exclaimed happily. The water tribe girl looked up at the young boy and rose a brow. "Are you sure..? There might be others who are out to get you though.." she said worriedly. The arrowhead boy rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I'll be fine, if anything goes wrong I'll find a way out, don't worry" he reassured the young woman before making his way out of the run down building.
On the other hand Sokka was sharpening his machete, wondering where his boomerang could possibly be among that damned ship. "Huh? Oh, yeah be careful Aang..." he said, though not looking up from what he was doing. He was very focused at the moment. While Aang made his way through the marsh land he couldn't help. It notice it was far too quiet... he paused where he stood and looked around, furrowing his brows lightly. It was as if he was being watched...though he shook it off and continued on.
For the next thirty minutes or so it was total silence except for the sound of him humming a soft tune. SPLASH! Went the sound of an arrow that was struck into a puddle just next to Aang's shoe. "Ack!" He exclaimed and looked around above him, only to see more arrows coming down towards him. "W-who's there?!" He shouted, using a gust of wind to block as many arrows as he could until he was pinned to a tree at all angles. "Oh no..." he muttered until he spotted about four men hop down from various trees. And judging by their clothes he realized that they had something to do with the Fire Nation. "But how..?! I didn't see any navy ships around here..! What do you want?!" The young avatar yelled, desperately trying to release himself from the arrows that pinned his clothes to the large tree.

((Thanks homie XD))

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(Ya that works XD Also sorry for this confusing post i'm about to give you, I have to rush it before ducking out for lunch)


As the sun sat high in the blue skies, Zuko reluctantly followed his Uncle and Commander Zhao toward his ship. The whole time he couldn’t help but feel like there was something more going on than the Commander lead on. Eventually they reached the dock were Zhao’s large navy ship was and walked on board, following Zhao inside and into one of his rooms. They were asked to sit down at a large table and offered some tea. Zuko sat down, looking at his tea, “I told you before, we’ve got nothing to tell you.” He stated looking toward Zhao who was sitting across from them, Iroh shot his Nephew a quick glance, “Relax..” He mumbled quietly. Zuko looked back to his tea wrapping a hand around the small cup. Zhao Ignored Zuko’s comment, and began talking to Iroh. They spoke for about half an hour, mainly just chewing the fat, but occasionally Zhao would ask some questions about how there hunt for the Avatar was going. Of cause he got no proper answer from either of the two, but he would keep poking around.
As time went on Zhao began asking more and more questions about the Avatar, he knew full well that Zuko knew something, he just needed to know what it was. Zuko gave nothing away though, refusing to answer any more questions. A brief silence settled upon them, Zhao glanced over to Zuko, then his Uncle who was helping himself to the last of the tea. “I’m done with this.” Zuko suddenly stood up, “We’re leaving.” He said firmly, looking at his uncle. Iroh slightly looked to his Nephew, “….We are?” He seemed disappointed, Zuko knew he would not leave, “Well I am” He growled before shooting Zhao one final glare and walking away. Zhao smirked lightly, “Leaving so soon? What a shame..” He said slowly, “…I guess you’re Uncle and I will have to talk without you then.” He assumed, turning his attention to the older man. Iroh rose a brow slightly as he took a sip from his cup. Zuko huffed quickly leaving the ship….
A few hours later and Iroh too leaf Zhao’s ship, “It was nice to catch up with you.” He said cheerfully as he walked down the ramp and onto the dock. Zhao waved goodbye, “Oh, yes, It was very nice.” He forced a chuckle watching the old man leave. Then not before too long Zhao headed back onto his ship, his plan had worked. He managed to get all the information he needed about the Avatar, and to make things even better he had been recently promoted to Admiral. Before meeting with the Banished Prince and the Former General he’d met up with some members of the military, and organised a plan to capture the Avatar himself. He sent out a team of highly skilled Archers to capture the Avatar for him…And so far everything seemed to be working just how he planned.

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(aight coolio XD and no worries it's all good lol 👌🏽))

Upon being taken hostage once again but this time by the notorious Yuyan Archers, who were extremely skilled in using their bows in ambushing targets. "Did Zuko put you up to this?! Hey answer me!" The young boy yelled as they tied his hands behind his back with a thick rope and quickly put a back over the Avatars head. "H-hey wait a minute!" The boy protested, thrashing about and trying to struggle hard enough to excape but it was no use. He couldn't use his arms since they were restrained behind his back.
Meanwhile back at the camp Katara grabbed the small container she had that held water inside and stood up. "Hey sokka would you mind watching over the camp while I go get us some fresh water?" She asked. The young man looked over and smiled with a nod. "Of course! Go ahead!" He said with a warm smile, giving his sister a thumbs up. However after she left his expression turned back to that of a more monotone look. Something just didn't feel right, and it began to seriously bother the water tribe boy, causing him to pace back and forth in the large room while Oppa and Momo watched in confusion. "Something isn't right... My instincts say that I should go look around...but I can't! I gotta watch over camp..." he spoke to himself and sighed heavily.
Aang felt as if he was being dragged along for hours until he finally started to hear other voices, mostly men's voices. The young boy furrowed his brows and began to kick around once again. "Help! Somebody help!" He shouted, but was quickly silenced at the sound of a metal door slamming shut and the bag taken off of his head. He looked around only to see himself in a large room with his arms restrained by chains. "W...what is this?!" He exclaimed, jerking at his wrists to try and break free. But as he looked around he noticed that this wasn't Zuko's ship...who's was it..? "Come on! Who's there?! Where am I?! I'm really starting to get tired of this ridiculousness..!" He snapped.
Eventually Katara returned with a full container of fresh water from a river not too far away to find her brother stressing about who knows what. With a sroll of her eyes and a light sigh she set a hand on her hip and rose a brow. "What is it now, Sokka..?" She asked in a slight annoyed tone. Sokka shook his head as he rubbed his chin. "It's just... My instincts are telling me something isn't right..." he replied, stopping in his tracks and looking over to his sister who obviously didn't show any expression that she believed him. "Yeah well I remember last time you told us to believe in your instincts and you almost got us all killed.." she remarked before sitting down by Oppa, stroking his soft fur gently. "But I'm serious! Something isnt right! I just can't put my finger on it..." he protested, continuing to pace once more.

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Zuko had long left the other ship and was now sitting on a mat on the floor in his room quietly meditating. He took a long slow breath in through his nose before slowly exhaling out his mouth, his eyes would slowly open as they focused on the set of small tea-light candles which were set out neatly on the ledge in front on him. He watched the golden yellow flames flicker and dance in the silence, before closing his eyes once more and focusing on his breath…
Meanwhile Iroh was wondering around the small village, poking around the market and shops. He had a large basket of goods in his arms, “Oh!” He spotted a small shop which seemed to sell Pio Sho sets and edgily headed inside, perhaps they had the tile he needed. He wondered inside, gently setting down his basket so he could more easily examine what the shop had to offer...
Admiral Zhao was now at a Fire Nation Prison complex, about two hours inland. He would wait there for his Archers to return with the Avatar. It was taking a while, but he knew they’d get the job done. Eventually he spotted the Archers heading toward the complex, he watched closely from one of the high balconies, he could see they had someone with them. Quietly he assumed it was the Avatar. The Admiral smiled slightly, and began to head down toward where they’d be locking the Avatar away. He wanted to see who this mighty Avatar was for himself... Growing closer and closer to the cell Zhao could not help but feel chuffed at himself, he’d managed to capture the Avatar. He smirked deeply and opened the door to the room which the Avatar was kept. His amber eyes lay upon the boy who was chained in the middle of the room. He watched him struggle for a few moments, was this really the Avatar? He seemed so…Young.
“So you’re the Avatar…” Zhao spoke at least, walking up to the boy in chains….
Back on Zuko’s ship the Prince meditated, however try as he might he could not fully relax. Something was not right, but what he could not figure out. Was it what happened the other day that was still bothering him? Was it the fact that Zhao probably knew about the Avatar as well? He frowned trying to ignore the distracting thought, but failed. “Urgh!” The Prince let out a frustrated sigh, the candle flames flickering harshly as if feeling his frustrations too. Slowly he stood up, and looked over to the Fire Nation Insignia which hug on his wall.

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The young Avatar continued to struggle for a good five to ten minutes before hearing the metal door clank open and shut, making him look up immediately at who was there. The arrowhead boy was shocked to see that it wasn't the prince, but instead was someone else with an unfamiliar face. Listening to him speak with furrowed brows made him quickly blow a gust of wind at the stranger as he walked closer. "Let me go!" He shouted angrily, yanking on the chains that restrained his arms, however by now it was beginning to hurt his wrists from all the vigorous yanking. "I need to get back to my friends! They need me!" He added, glaring directly at the male who he had guessed ran the prison. "You're gonna regret this.." he muttered under his breath, flinching his fists as he watched the commander's every move.
Meanwhile over at the camp things were quiet, and definitely boring, well, for Sokka that is. "Sokka if you're going to continue complaining about having nothing to do, how about you and Momo go and explore around the ruins hm?" The water tribe girl suggested, becoming aggravated by her brothers constant talking. The young man sighed heavily and sluggishly got to his feet. "Whatever... Come on Momo, let's go see what we can find.." Sokka said solemnly while rolling his ocean blue eyes as the flying lemur landed on his shoulder, perching himself up as they walked about. About ten minutes in to their little "exploring expedition" the water tribe boy had found nothing that peeked his interest. "Man...this place is a total dump..." he mumbled, scratching the back of his head as he looked around at his surroundings, studying them thoroughly before looking down at the lemur who found an interest in a few pebbles on the ground, throwing them about. "Well I guess maybe not for you at least.." he grumbled as the lemur chirped with a shrug of its shoulders.
((sorry if it's a bit short xc))

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Stumbling back a few steps as a gust of wind was bended his way Zhao glared at the boy before giving his a stern look. “Now, now there is no need for that.” He said straightening his top a little. Zhao put his arms behind his back, “I’m afraid I cannot do that…” He said with a slight smirk. He watched as the boy tugged at the chains again, he had to admit, he did enjoy seeing him struggle. Zhao began to circle around the Avatar, he circled him twice, with a satisfied smirk before standing before him again, “Oh really?” He let out a slight chuckle. “Don’t be so sure of yourself…You’re the Avatar, the arch nemesis of the Fire Nation, escaping won’t be so easy.” He added staring back at the Avatar….
Back in town Iroh sadly was unsuccessful in finding his game piece…But he’d brought a whole bunch of other things. He waddled out of another shop with his basket and headed toward the docks, “It’s a shame I could not find the tile…I was sure they would sell it..” The old man mumbled quietly to himself slowly getting closer to his ship…
Tearing his golden-gaze away from his nation’s insignia Prince Zuko looked back down to the set of candles. He bent down and blew them out, then stood upright again and went to walk out of his room, only to stop again and look at a set of Dual broadswords which were on his wall. He seemed to be thinking about something…
Zhao eventually broke eye contact with the Avatar and began to circle him once more. “You know Avatar, you could be of great use for the Fire Nation…” He said thoughtfully, before shaking his head lightly, “Then again, you’re an enigma of the Fire Nation, so why even consider such a thing?” He seemed to be thinking out loud, not caring for any responses…

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