witchesreign | Week III, DAN 101, M/W/F; 0800]

Entry tags:

Week III, DAN 101, M/W/F; 0800]

[It was the third week. On and off since his stupidity in trying to attack a T-Rexaur a few weeks back, Zuko had been attending classes regularly. Some days he wasn't around much in class, using those days to get some extra rest or spend some time with Dr. Kadowaki. While other days he attended the full hour and a half. Today was going to be no different.

He was seated off to the side and leaning back against the wall on one of the benches aligning it, his right arm still bound snugly in the sling to his chest. Next to him sat some light-weight notebooks for his other morning classes.

Zuko would glance at the door every once and a while as if looking for someone and when he wasn't, he was ignoring the looks sent his way from the other cadets. The pitying looks. He'd had enough of those in his day.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Now that Dance class has quickly moved from one of her most anticipated classes to one that she dreads attending, Katara doesn't bother to show up excessively early to class anymore. So when she enters, there's only a few minutes to spare before the start of class.

A quick glance around the room lets her know that Toph and Aang haven't arrived, but neither has Azula. Unfortunately, she does spot Zuko-- and she's unsure whether or not to approach him. Better keep her distance; the last time they had been in this class together, he wound up being bitten by a T-Rexuar.

Katara walks off to the side of the room, staying near the wall as she waits for the start of class.]

[Sokka sliiiiiiiiides up to Katara--how's that for a sneak attack, boo-YAH!--and whispers in her ear.] How's Zuko supposed to dance all busted up?

[She practically jumps at the sudden voice in her ear, but upon whirling around Katara beams when she sees Sokka. The expression immediately darkens at his words, though.]

I don't know. That's his problem-- why should I care?

Hey, I dunno. I thought you were the one so intent on his full recovery. You guys certainly seemed friendly enough the other day... then again, Zuko wasn't talking much. [He rubs his head.] I guess he's always a little easier to like when he's not talking.

I was only being nice to him that day because I felt a little bad about the whole thing. And besides, since I'm going to be a Battlefield Medicine specialist, I'll have to heal even the people I don't like. [Which Zuko certainly qualifies as.]

You felt bad? Wasn't your fault that he was a lizard-snack. OH HEY speaking of--I think I'm gonna go for piloting! [Yes, he's making a muscle.] Whadda'ya think? I think I'd be pretty awesome at it.

[THANKFULLY Sokka changes the subject before she has a chance too-- she has a feeling he wouldn't be too happy with her if he found out she basically was the reason Zuko was nearly T-Rexuar lunch. But she fakes a scrutinizing look, eyes narrowed and a finger tapping her chin.] Piloting? Well...

[And she grins.] I think it's perfect for you-- it looks like really complicated stuff, and somehow in that head of yours you're brilliant.

[ Azula was half tempted to kick Zuko onto the floor and beat the shit out of him-- of course, that wouldn't really be tolerated now, would it? Hell, she really wanted to destroy everyone in the classroom. It was amazing that she hadn't gotten into trouble for this class yet and she didn't want to ruin that streak.

Although dealing with the stupidity of the entire class a whole was unnerving. She didn't even want to talk to Zuko, who she pretty much had written off as being one of them now.

She literally gets there with only two minutes until the class begins and tries to move away from the notice of the instructor so perhaps she doesn't get paired up with any of these imbeciles. ]

[Sokka's strep throat (at least that's what the Doc had called it, Sokka had called it DEATH) had kept him out of the start of classes, but with Katara teaching him the steps and recovery at full speed--here he is! All you men prepare to be jealous and all you ladies better watch--

Did the teacher just point at he and Azula? No, hey, Toph is good, he could dance with Toph and--

No, apparently not.

Sokka wonders if being sick is going to even come close to dancing with Azula on a scale of one to miserable. Maybe he can get strep again within the time it takes for him to cross the floor to the Fire princess. Or maybe the heavens will just open up and strike him down before she can.

... No such luck. Sokka clears his throat.] Azula.

[ Of course. Of course the day Sokka comes stumbling into the class, the instructor would find it appropriate to pair them together. It was as if they knew the exact person everyone didn't want to work with.

She would have much preferred these next few days dancing with the blind girl-- at least it was less likely to end in a fight.

Her eyes darted over Sokka's figure and she chuckled. ]

Look a little more excited. I'll only kill you if you step on my toes.

You're joking. [At least, he tried to sound confident about it. She wouldn't really. Right?

So--Katara had taught him where to put his hands but it seemed like a very bad idea to touch Azula anywhere. Which meant Sokka just stood and looked at her. Maybe they could dance without touching at all.

THAT sounded like a great idea.]

You're right, you know I'd kill you for much less.

[ Azula didn't mind the touching much, and she just wanted to smack the look off of his face. It wasn't as if she was diseased, he was definitely the one more likely to be carrying something.

She took a step forward to grab his hands (which if she would think about more deeply would definitely have been more awkward for her) and situated them in their proper places. After all, everyone else in the class was trying to get the hang of it as well and she couldn't slack behind. That wasn't in her nature. She looked down at their feet, pretending to be checking them but really she didn't want to look at him so directly. ]

[Toph sneaks in, moving her way through the crowd of students until she stands next to Zuko. She wants to poke him, but with his luck, he'd jump, pull a muscle, and then be BACK in the infirmary. Katara would really yell at her for putting her boyfriend back into a hospital bed, so she opted for just a simple question.]

How're you feeling?

[Zuko side glances at her from the corner of his eye and then looks back out to the front of the class.

It's that girl again. Wonderful.]

... Could be better.

[When Aang walked into the dance class that day, he noticed Zuko looked a bit grumpy. Well, more grumpy than normal. So he decided the best course of action would obviously be to go say hi. He makes his way over the boy now.]

Morning, Zuko! How are you feeling? [He puts on his best cheery expression.]

[Aang's one of the last people he wants to see that morning. Zuko glances at him and tries not to scowl back at that cheerful expression.]

Let me break your collarbone first and then you can reconsider asking that question.

Ooookay, I guess you're not feeling too hot.

[Aang once again grins, resisting the urge to nudge Zuko with an elbow] Hehe, get it-- [he changes his mind halfway through he joke, realizing it's a bad idea.]

[Okay. Now Zuko's glaring.]

Are you done?

[Aang gives him his trademark grin as a response.]

[Aggravated sigh.]

I didn't think so.

Cheer up, Zuko! You'll be better in no time.

Cheering up will have nothing to do with that.

Yeah, you're usually pretty grumpy anyway, huh...

I only meant me being cheery won't speed up the healing process.

Who knows? Maybe it will!

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

I AM GOING TO TRY SO HARD TO REPLY DAILY

You knew it was coming *GRINS*

:}

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

ldag;ladg sorry for taking so long with this!

don't worry about it~ sob sorry for the typo

lmfao don't worryyyyyyy

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

You knew it was coming GRINS