The young boy glared straight at the commander who spoke, his voice echoing around the steel walls. However just before the Avatar was getting ready to give a second blow he stopped to listen to what the other male had to say. "Arch nemesis? But why? What have I done to you?" He asked with risen brows. The young boy rolled his eyes and chuckled. "Bet on it! I'll find a way out.." he snapped, keeping his eye on the commander as much as possible as he circled around the arrowheaded boy.
In the ruins Sokka and Momo had found a sort of jackpot. "Oh nice! Check this one out!" He exclaimed with a snort, going through some of the rubble on the ground and pulled out a broken necklace. "this thing is so ugly.." he grumbled then chuckled lightly before showing it to the big-eared lemur who grabbed onto the necklace and banged the jewels attached to it on the ground. Once the small animal realized it was not edible he simple tossed it away and hoped around searching for more things to examin. Soon enough it was almost noon and the water tribe boy and the lemur began heading back to the camp where his sister and the flyingbison were resting. "Heh we're back!" He exclaimed happily, though his smile soon faded when he realized the Avatar still want back yet. "Did Aang come back..?" He asked, his brows furrowing slightly. "No, I thought he would be with you first." Katara replied worriedly and gotnup quickly.
"Are you saying you want me to consider betraying the entire world?!" The boy asked in reply to when Zhao memtioned him being a useful asset in the fire nation. After the Avatar remained silent, simply listening to what the commander had to say. Though as the hours went by he began to grow tired from having to stand in one place for such a long time. He asked once for a chair from one of the guards but of course instead of getting a normal human response, he got yelling and banging on the door for him to shut up instead. "Ughhh!" He growled, becoming more and more annoyed in his situation. "This is so stupid!" The boy shouted, blowing a couple gusts of harsh winds, making the door rattle a bit.

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“Zuko, you would not believe the day I had.” Iroh’s cheerful voice sounded though the navy ship’s halls’. Zuko stepped out of his room, “What happened?...Did you find that tile you were looking for?” he asked. Iroh struggled to carry his basket, stumbling a few times, “Off…Oh, no I could not find it anywhere- AH!” An orange rolled out from the basket and rolled under the old man’s feet, he slipped over dropping his stuff with a thud. Zuko’s eyes widened, “So you mean we waisted a whole day for nothing?” He walked over to his Uncle and helped him back up to his feet. Once on his feet Iroh chuckled lightly, “Oh no Zuko, I did not waist the day…I brought some wonderful things ya know!” He said bending down to pick up as many things off of the floor as possible. Zuko sighed, “…Yeah…I can see that.” He looked at the mess on the floor, before helping his Uncle clean up, “Uncle, is that a horn?”….
Zhao continued to circle the boy, he let out a bitter laugh at his question, “The Avatar is the only one that can stop the war…” He satiated pausing by the boy’s side for a few seconds, before picking up his walk again. Then he began to head toward the door, pausing just before opening it, “Try not to cause too much racket..” He scoffed before finally leaving, the door slamming harshly behind him…
Back on Zuko’s ship the Prince and his Uncle had finished cleaning up the spilled goods and Iroh took most of them to his room. Zuko had an armful of different kinds of food, he walked over to the kitchen and placed them on one of the benches, “Can you do something with theses?” The Prince asked looking over to one of the chefs, he walked over and examined the different foods.

( Ugh, this post is crappy, so sorry XD DX)

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(No no it's totally fine! XD))

The young boy scrunched up his nose and furrowed his brows deeply. "And I should end this war! Because you're Nation has done nothing but put millions of innocent people in years of pain!" The boy yelled, once again giving the chains a yank. Watching the commander open the door the avatar opened his mouth to speak but decided it would be best not to. Aang flinched slightly when he sound of the heavy door slamming shut echoed through the small room, making him sigh heavily. "Hopefully Katara ad Sokka come looking soon..." he mumbled to himself as he stood there, staring down at his shoes solemnly.
As the hours passed by the Avatar had fallen in a light sleep while being restrained, sure it was painful but the young boy was so tired he could hardly keep his eyes open anymore at this point. It was surprisingly cold in the room considering it being a Fire Nation prison... However back at the ruins Katara was boarding herself onto Oppa to go search around for the boy who hadn't come back. "Wait for me!" The water tribe boy exclaimed to his sister as he got his machete ready. "No you idiot! You need to stay here and make sure nobody tries to steal our stuff!" She scolded back. Sokka furrowed his brows and rolled his eyes, pouring as he plopped back into the floor, sitting Indian styled on the hard floor. "Psh...this is dumb..." he grumbled to himself after watching the flying bison take off into the sky to go scout for the Avatar.
As the night went on Aang was awoken by the sound of the cell door rattling, his eyes widening and clenched his fists. "W-who's there?!" He exclaimed defensively.

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Prince Zuko and his Uncle where now sitting down at a small, wooden table that was probably went no higher than half way to your shins. They were sitting on small mats, with their legs folded underneath them. Iroh handed Zuko a cup of hot tea, he took it. They would talk every-so-often, but the conversations where nothing of interest to most though. Just general chit-chat really. Normally the young Prince would not sit around drinking tea with his Uncle for so long, but his Uncle had convinced him to stay. Besides what else could he do anyway? He took a sip of tea from his cup, watching the small wisps of steam curl out from it before setting his cup down on the table.
“So did you see Commander Zhao again?” Zuko asked, Iroh shook his head, “Not since he last spoke to us…”
“…Oh.” Zuko picked up his cup again and finished the rest of his tea. “May I ask why you wanted to know?” His Uncle asked curiously, Zuko put his now empty cup down on the trey, “Just wondering…Seeing as you two are friends and all.”
“Friends?! Bah! Zhao and I would not be what you’d consider friends Zuko. We simply just tolerate each other.” The old man explained pouring himself another cup of tea. Zuko looked at his Uncle, “…Did he ask any more questions about the Avatar?”
“Of cause he did!” Iroh responded with a laugh. Zuko’s brow furrowed slightly, “And?”, Iroh took a sip of tea before responding, “And what?” He rose a brow slightly. The Prince kept looking at his Uncle, “What did he ask?” Iroh took another sip of his tea, “Oh you know…Same old questions as before- Only this time he got an actual answer!” The old man said with a big grin, but really he was only joking around with the last bit. However Zuko did not quite get the joke, “What!?” He stared at his Uncle in disbelieve, “You told Zhao! How could you!?”
“Relax, relax Zuko…I only told him that you were after him too..And that you knew where he was” Iroh teased. Zuko looked away from his Uncle, he could not believe this, he thought he could trust his Uncle to keep his mouth shut. Suddenly Iroh burst out laughing, Zuko frowned slowly looking back at him, “Why are you laughing?”
“Oh Zuko! You should have seen your face! Boy, you’re a funny young man that’s for sure.” Iroh laughed again, almost spilling some of his tea. “…What?” Zuko thought for a moment, then it clicked, his Uncle was joking! He rolled his eyes standing up, “That was not funny Uncle!” Iroh suddenly stopped laughing, “...But I did tell him about us heading to the North Pole…” He said quietly. “Whaaat!!?” Zuko tossed a clenched fist though the air, causing small flames to spark out from it. Iroh grinned sheepishly…

As the day drew to an end, and the sun had sunk behind the horizon, Zuko and his crew ate diner. Iroh hesitantly walked up to where Zuko was sitting, “There is something I need to tell you…” Iroh spoke quietly, Zuko did not react, and instead he took a mouthful of food. Iroh sighed and sat down beside him, “Look, I know you’re upset, but I really think this would be of interest to you…” Zuko swallowed his mouthful, still not saying anything to his Uncle. “…It’s about the Avatar Zuko..”
Zuko looked up from his plate, “What about him?” He said at last. “I went back out for a little walk before, and over herd some men talking about Zhao…They were saying he’d captured the Avatar.”<\i> He spoke quietly so not to alarm any of the others at the table. Zuko’s eyes widened slightly, “He does?...Do you know where?” Iroh shrugged a broad shoulder, “I’m afraid I did not stay long enough to get that information..”
Zuko looked to his Uncle, “Well, thanks for telling me anyway.” He said before standing up and heading out of the dining room. Iroh rose a brow slightly, “Were are you going now Zuko?” He knew Zuko was up to something, but what it was he was yet to figure out.
“To bed..” The Prince responded as he exited the room and walked down the halls toward his own....

As the night drew on Zuko lay on his bed, then once he was sure most of his crew and his Uncle were asleep he got up. He put on a pair of black pants, and a long sleeved black top with a hood. He pulled the hood over his head, and walked over to a draw opening in, he stared down at the blue and white mask which was in there, before picking it up and putting it on. Then, he grabbed his blades and quietly snuck out of the ship, making sure no one knew he left.
As soon as he was off his ship he quietly ran though the darkness, jumping up onto a nearby building and scaling it to avoid being seen by some other navy men.

“I can’t believe his actually got the Avatar..” One of the men spoke. Zuko paused hanging partly upside down, hidden in the shadows. He listened to the men talk for a few moments, before swiftly moving away. He knew where the Avatar was kept now, and he was going to set him free. As quickly as he could the masked Prince made his way toward the Prison where he knew Zhao and the Avatar was. It took him about twenty or so minutes, but he got there.
He stood staring up at the huge walls of the prison, before pulling out a rope and tying a grip-hook on the end. He sung it around a few times, before swinging up over the wall. He pulled on it, making sure it was secure and then began to climb the wall, pulling himself up with the rope. Just as he reached the top, a guard noticed him. “Intruder! “ He exclaimed before running over toward the Prince with a spear. Zuko pulled out his twin broadswords and kicked the spear right out the guards’ hands before pouncing on him and knocking him out. Seconds later the masked prince leaped and bounded though the prison, fending off every guard that spotted him. Soon enough he was inside. Carefully he slunk around the corner, quickly ducking back as a group of guards passed, before silently making his way toward were the Avatar was kept. Although he did not know for sure where he was kept, he had a fair idea. Rounding another corner he came across a large cell door, it was graded by a few men. He charged at them, arms extended outwards holding his blades. The guards gasped out in shock, before desperately trying to defend themselves. There was a brief flurry of blades’ swooshing though the air, fists, and feet kicking out before all the guards where knocked over, either unctuous or possibly dead. Putting his blades back in the holsters on his back the Prince bent down grabbing the keys off of one of the guards, which let out a whimper before passing out. Quietly he unlocked the door, he could hear a boy inside, he knew who it was before he even opened the door. Without a word the prince cracked the door open just enough for him to slip in, and slid into the large cell. He stood at the door for a few moments, grinning mask staring at the Avatar who was chained up.

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The avatar's eyes widened upon seeing the strange stranger enter the room, sending chills down his spine, trying to back away but the chains that restrained his arms returned to give him any room to move. "W-who are you?!" He demanded, clenching his fists, his knuckles turning slightly pale. After the few minutes of the awkward silence of just staring at the mask he growled softly. "So what? Are you just gonna stare at me?" He asked rasing a brow, his muscles slowly relaxing however not fully of course. But shortly after he spoke he heart multiple footsteps and other voices becoming louder as they approach faster. The arrowhead's brown gaze shifted back and forth from the open door and the masked stranger, trying to decide if he was there to attack him too or set him free, the suspense was killing him.
Back at the camp Sokka was sitting down by one of the broken windows of the run down building, staring out into the night sky, wondering where he boy could possibly be and if he was okay.... "I hope Katara finds him soon..." he mumbled to himself as Momo chirped, gently nudging his shoulder. The young man sighed softly and pat the mammals fuzzy head, trying to get his mind off of the situation, however when he would stop thinking about the avatars whereabouts he would only end up thinking about his dreams that repeated constantly.
In the prison things were definitely getting heated, the brown eyes boy watched as the masked man attacked the approaching soldiers that headed down that way and smiled slightly, assuming the mysterious stranger was on his side. "Oh nice!" He exclaimed happily. However when he began to charge after him his smile faded and his heart raced in his chest. "H-hey wait!" He yelled as he watched the twin-blades rise up before him. The sound of chains falling onto the metal floors echoed through the room and the boy peeked his eyes open, widening softly as he looked down at his slightly bruised wrist, rubbing them gently. "Hey thanks!" He added with a smile, cheerfully however he did wonder who this masked man was...however after a couple moments of silence he watched the male run out of the room. The Avatar figured he should follow and ran after him. "H-hey wait a sec!" He exclaimed half worriedly.

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He would stare at the boy for a few more moments, not daring to say a word. He watched as the young boy attempted to back away, only to be stopped by his chains. He looked away for a second, crooking his head to the side sightly as if trying to listen for something. He could hear the faint sounds of footsteps, he looked back to the Avatar. Under the mask Zuko smirked turning to face the door as the sound of footsteps grew closer and closer, he crouched down slightly, ready to attack. Moments later the door swung open, and a group of guards’ attempted to attack the Prince. Before being hit by one of the spears the masked teen leaped up into the air, pulling out his blades and chopping the spear clean in half. The guard stared at him wide-eyed, but not before quickly running away. The others however, still tried to attack, two of them went to tackle, but again Zuko jumped out of the way, making them run into each other. Finally there was only one more guard left, they stared at each other for a few moments, before Zuko swung his blades at him, attempting to hurt the man, but he quickly scooted out of the way and ran away with a fearful scream.
Breathing heavily for a few seconds, the masked prince stood in place for a few seconds before turning his attention back to the Avatar. He knew he had to act fast if he were to successfully free the Avatar without too much trouble. Without warning he began to run quickly toward the boy holding out his Broadswords. Zuko lifted his Swords high above his head, before slicing the chains off of the Avatar. As soon as they hit the floor he took a few steps back, he nodded silently as he was thanked. He stood there for only a few moments, before quickly running out of the room he hoped the Avatar would follow…He did. Zuko paused for a few seconds behind a wall and waited for the Avatar to catch up to him. Once he caught up he peeked around the corner, he saw another group of guards. They seemed to be looking around; probably for him. He turned back to face the Avatar, before putting a finger to where his mouth would be as if signalling to the Avatar to be quiet. Then, seconds later he leaped out from the corner and attacked the men.

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Aang watched in awe as the Stranger attacked the guards who attempted to attack him, his eyes widening slightly, for it was hard to tell if they were dead or just really knocked out... When the chains fell to the ground, clanking loudly the boy smiled widely and looked over at the Masked man but he was already heading out the door and into the long, narrow corridor of the building. "H-hey wait!" He exclaimed before quickly following after him. When they suddenly came to a stop the Avatar opened his mouth to speak however when he looked at the man put his finger over the mask's mouth he quickly remained silent. A few seconds later he peeked over the corner with the stranger and gasped quietly, seeing the many guards. His brown eyes widened when the male leaped out and began attacking with full force. Aang stood there for a few moments before finally taking it upon himself to help out the one who helped him escape. using his air bending, as soon as the Blue Spirit ducked down to dodge an attack Aang jumped out from behind and used his bending to push himself forward to drop-kick the guard, knocking him to the ground. Then used his bending to slam a few others against the steel walls with a smirk. "Take that!" He exclaimed with a smug look, looking down at the fallen guards who groaned in pain.
the boy looked over at the masked man, awaiting for his next move since he figured that he knew the way out. "so... Where now?" He asked, tilting his head slightly, before spotting a window not too far away. he perked up a bit but quickly furrowed his brows lightly, looking down at his empty hands. "Darn... I dont have my staff..." he muttered with a sigh. "If I had it I could probably just fly us out of that window.." He added, frowning slightly before looking back at the stranger.

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Zuko swung his blades toward some of the men, kicking another over with a grunt. He gritted his teeth as another went to attack him, however ducked down just in time to dodge. His eyes widened for a brief moment, before a slight smile formed on his face as a gust of air knocked over the man, he stood upright swinging his blades again, hitting some of the men. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that the Avatar was helping him out, knocking over as many men as he could with his Airbending. Zuko turned his attention back to the man he was attacking, and gave him a quick kick to the gut knocking him flat on his back. Moments later all the men were defeated, the masked prince put his blades away and tuned to face the younger boy. When asked what to do now, Zuko almost spoke, before quickly shutting his mouth and followed the boys gaze upward toward an opened window not too far away. He looked back to the Avatar wondering if he was able to Airbend his way through the window, however it seemed he was unable without his staff. Zuko looked around them for a moment, no-one was near aside from the guards they had just fended off. He thought for a few seconds, he really wanted to speak now, but refused to. As he looked over to the Avatar he noticed a small ledge with a curtain, he pointed to it, hoping the Avatar would go hide there.

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After the short lasting battle between the boy, the Blue spirit and the other Fire Nation guards the Avatar took a deep breath to calm himself down and exhaled softly, motioning his hands downward from his upper chest to his lower abdomen as he did so. the Avatar tilted his head slightly, waiting for a reply but got none. 'Why wont he speak..?' He thought to himself before watching his arm point to the ledge with the long curtain. He squinted his eyes a bit, trying to understand what he was trying to say until it finally hit him. "Oh! Okay!" he replied and started to quietly head over to the ledge, but stopped and looked back over to the masked man. "Hey wait... What about you..?" he asked, turning his body to face the Blue Spirit before he would disappear behind the curtains.
Back at the camp site Katara had returned unfortunately empty handed... They figured that it was too late now to continue searching and decided it was best to head out at first light. However the water tribe boy found it difficult to sleep due to the disappearance of the Avatar and his thoughts clouding his mind too much to the point his mind would refuse to rest. "I hope we find him soon..." He said softly to himself as he stared up at the large, bright moon high up in the night sky through the broken walls of the crumbling building. Eventually the male had finally fallen into a light sleep, trying to let his tense body to relax for just a little bit before he was to wake again...

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Zuko shot a quick glace behind him, to see if anyone was coming. He thought he could hear the sound of footsteps, but relaxed a little realizing it was the Avatar moving and looked back to him. He frowned slightly as he paused asking about what he’d do, the prince remained silent. Seconds later he dashed down the halls, as quickly and quietly as possible. He would try to find were the Avatars staff was and bring it back to him so they could both get out of the prison. However, there was one slight problem…He had no idea where the Staff was. Was it somewhere in the Prison? Or was it wherever the Avatar and his friends were hiding? Realizing his mistake in not trying to find out before running off he began to slow, then finally came a halt. He would not have enough time to check the prison, he cursed quietly under his mask. Zuko glanced back behind him, he could go back and try to find out, but how would he ask, without saying anything? Sighing Zuko decided to try to find were the Avatars friends where, hopefully they had it…
After about 30 or so minutes he managed to find his way back out of the Prison complex, and to his surprise no one seemed to notice him. As he slunk though the shadows of the nearby forest he began to think of all the possible places the Avatar’s friends could be. He pushed a branch out of his way walking deeper into the forest, then he saw it; A faint outline of something flying in the sky. It was too far away to tell exactly what it was, but Zuko had a feeling it was the Bison the Avatar used to fly on. Quickly he began to run in the direction he though it went, leaping and climbing over logs and rocks along the way. Eventually he came across what seemed to be an old town, everything was derelict and falling apart. Slowly he stepped through the rubble, he wondered what had happened here, but upon seeing old ashes realized that his Nation probably had something to do with it. He sighed climbing up onto a pile of bricks and scanned around trying to spot were the Bison had went. Nothing. He frowned and jumped down from the brick pile and quickly half-jogged a little further away. Moments later he could hear the faint sounds of a boy and a girl talking, his ears seemed to prick. It had to be them. Quickly he climbed up onto the roof of an abandon building, and carefully walked across the top of it, before crouching down and waiting till the voiced died down. As soon as the talking stopped, The Blue Spirt- Zuko- leaped across onto the roof of the other building which he assumed the others were in, and crawled across until he came across a small-ish hole. He peered down, and there laying in a sleeping bag on the floor was a boy; the Avatars Water Tribe friend, Sokka. Zuko ducked back for a moment, a few small bits of rubble falling in. He winced silently hoping the boy did not wake, and slowly slipped in through the hole, landing quietly not too far away from where he was sleeping. He then looked around, he could see the large Bison sleeping in the middle of the house. Zuko crept over to the large Animal, ducking behind anything he could whenever he thought someone was awake.

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Aang waited anxiously, wondering where the Blue Spirit could have possibly gone... Did he really go search for his staff? but how would he find it? And if he did find their hide out... Would he attempt to hurt his friends..? The boy shook his head and sighed softly until he heard footsteps and voices approaching. he quickly planted himself against the wall behind the curtains, holding his breath and trying not to make even the slightest noise. Hoping the masked man would return soon...
At the small camp all was sound asleep until the faint sounds of little footsteps were heard above on the roof. Sokka furrowed his brows as he felt a small pebble hit his nose, however disregarded it as Momo probably throwing rocks again. "ugh...Momo..stop throwing rocks.." Sokka spoke, half asleep. But when his ocean eyes fluttered opened he spotted the lemur but it was asleep. Making him rub his head lightly with the yawn before sitting up, running his fingers through his loose hair that wasnt in its usual bun. however at the very corner of his eye he noticed some movement lurking in the shadows, making his head turn quickly, squinting his eyes a bit to see. "huh..." he mumbled and got up slowly, stretching out his arms and legs from lying down on the hard and rocky floor of the run down temple. The teen wore a blue sleeveless shirt and a pair of baggy shorts that were embroidered with white thread here and there. Sokka walked over to one of the bags of supplies and grabbed the water container to take a few sips before setting it back down quietly with a soft sigh. He looked over to one of the shadowed corners of the room and tilted his head slightly, squinting his eyes a bit as well for the rocks looked to be in a shape of a person or was he just really tired...? "Is that..." He mumbled and bent down slwoly to grab his machete but shook his head and turned away. "No. Nope. im just really tired...I knew Katara was right, ugh..." he muttered to himself before stopping in front of Aang's staff, furrowing his brows slightly.

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Silently The Blue Spirt snuck around the abandon house, trying to stick to the shadows as often as he could. He paused, hearing the sound of the boy mumbling something, he rose a brow, did he just get called Momo? He shook his head slightly, realizing Sokka was talking to the Flying bat-lemur which was curled up asleep. He began to move again, getting closer and closer to the Bison, then suddenly the sound of footsteps spooked him. He quickly scampered over to a nearby corner which was laced in darkness and crouched down watching the Water Tribe boy’s every move. He had to admit, though the odd beams of moonlight the Water Tribe boy did look kinda good, being all sleeveless and hair out. Zuko looked down at the ground, frowning, “The heck am I thinking?” The prince thought to himself pushing the thoughts out of his mind. Looking back up he watched silently as the other male got something out of one of the bags, he did not move a muscle the whole time, even as Sokka seemed to look his way, squinting his eyes slightly. He tensed when he noticed the boy bend down to pick up his Machete, but was relieved when he decided not to. Once his back was to him he began to move, jumping behind the large Bison for cover. He inched his way over to the saddle and slowly stood up, he frowned looking up at the saddle wondering if that’s where the Staff was.

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(im so Shook XDD its getting intense omg)

The water tribe boy bent down to the staff and picked it up carefully. "I knew i should've at least tagged along...and maybe this wouldn't have happened.." he mumbled to himself before setting it back down carefully. "And who knows, i could've probably seen..." He quickly cut himself off and furrowed his brows with a scrunched up nose. "Wait...no way! I dont even know what im thinking..." he uttered and huffed in frustration. "I think im just tired..." he sighed before hearing scampering footsteps from behind him, causing him to quickly turn back around. "Aang..?" he whispered, yet got no reply. The tan teen noticed a bit of movement on the large bison's saddle and gasped. "h-hey! Who are you?!" Sokka called out his fists clenching. The Bat-eared lemur perking its head up and looking around with a chirp. However Katara still remained in a deep sleep and Sokka knew if he were to wake her all of them would be underwater..."Who the heck are you and what are you doing going through our stuff?!" He whispered, taking a step closer, trying to get back to his machete. "I knew there was something suspicious going on.." he growled as he glared at the figure, his ocean blue eyes shimmering in the moonlight.

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(XD Yaas! I'm imagining this playing out in my head and omg I love this XD)

Hauling himself up onto the large saddle The Blue Spirt began to rummage through some of the bags, as he did so, he’d stop every so often to listen to what the boy was saying to himself. He’d looked though two bags, and was yet to find what he came for. He let out a quiet sigh, and scooted over to another. Zuko looked around for a moment, freezing when it seemed he was caught. His eyes widened slightly as he looked over to see Sokka had noticed him. He panicked, looking around quickly, before ducking down. Perhaps he didn’t quite notice him?...That was not the case, because the next thing he knew the grumbling teen was climbing up the side of the Bison holding his Machete. The Blue Spirit scuttled back, biting his tong hard stopping himself from making a sound. He stared at the boy frozen, only flinching slightly when the Lemur chirped flying up onto the saddle and nervously watched him.

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(Im so excited lol this is probably my fav rp rn tbh XD)

When Sokka reached the top of the large saddle he gripped onto his machete and frowned deeply. "I will only ask one more time..." He said in a low, stern voice, careful not to wake up his sister as he spoke while looking down at the masked stranger. "Who are you and what do you thing you're doing going through our stuff.." he continued before pointing his machete towards the male who scooted away slightly, his muscles tensing as he did so. However as he examined the Blue Spirit he noticed the two broadswords strapped to their holster on his back. Sokka knows he has seen them some where before but cant quite put a finger on it... Until it finally hit him and his eyes widened, he took a step back and almost dropped his weapon in disbelief. The water tribe boy remembered seeing those twin swords on the wall of the banished prince's room when he was held prisoner... "Why are you here..?" he asked, regaining his composure and clenching onto the handle of his weapon, his grip was so tight that his knuckles were beginning to turn a little pale...

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