¤ 7 - Saying goodbye

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[all this talk of people disappearing has made Zuko a little paranoid. He finds where he'd jotted down a couple important room numbers and decides to go walking through the halls. After checking up on his uncle, the Avatar's room is next on the list.

...And whoever is on the eleventh floor will very clearly know the exact moment that he realizes that Aang is gone, and the rest of the Castle is treated to it via journal, as it falls open]

NO!

[that crash is him kicking down the door. And that other sound is a fireball. ...A big one.]

You can't do this!!

[more explosions, a rush of fire spilling out into the hall in a tidal wave]

Can you hear me?! ...LET ME GO!

[and then, with a furious roar, the outer wall of one of the rooms on the eleventh floor is violently demolished, a fiery blast punching right through to the outside]


((ooc: Sorry for the smoke, eleventh floor. Part of your hallway is scorched and one of your rooms destroyed. ...Approach at your own risk. D:))

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[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[going up the stairs, headed for the 12th floor, when she hears the explosions. She immediately turns and runs towards the noise, eyes narrowing at the smoke.

Slows down as she tries to peer through the haze, cautiously edging closer.]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[he's... not done destroying. There's isn't much left to ruin in there, but that apparently doesn't matter. Flashes of hot light and angry sounds are still coming from that room]

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[hearing the explosion, Jilly does what any intelligent Paradisan does.... steps out into the hallway.

Eyes widening at the smoke and the fire, she automatically shies back, lingering in her own doorway]

Hello?! Is someone still in there?

[please don't let anyone be in the middle of that fire. Still keeping an eye on the hall, she reaches for her journal]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[not only is someone still in the middle of that fire, but they're making more. Angrily.]

/spams

[everborrowing.livejournal.com]

[Miracle of all miracles, Tas is actually in his room. He hasn't really been feeling social these past few days... but if there's anything that could pull the kender out of his thoughts, it'd be an explosion.

Hoopak in hand, he'll troop out into the hall as well, cautiously but curiously making his way towards the heat]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[and there's alot of it... Watch out. His tantrum doesn't appear to be stopping any time soon]

[pai-sho-master.livejournal.com]

[He knows what that noise is immediately, of course, even if he doesn't know why Zuko's setting things on fire.]

Zuko! Control yourself.

[And yes, he'll tracking you down now. At least the giant explosions/hallway full of smoke will make that fairly easy.]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[yeah, he's not controlling himself. At all. He'd been so good lately... trying to not to lose his temper over every little thing... but between being furious over what was going on in town, and this? ...It was too much]

[sonoflothar.livejournal.com]

[A great way to distract a man from brooding about some jerkoff from his homeworld going on a murder spree is to shout and blow stuff up just outside his room. Turalyon grabs his warhammer and rushes out his door to survey the carnage.]

What's going on out here?

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[another wave of fire lashes through the door with an angry yell, splashing into the wall across the hall.]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[He hears this over the journal and wow that sounds]

What's going on?!

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[doesn't hear you, man. The journal gets caught in the crossfire then, pages charring]

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

[He's in the floor bellow, and can hear...all of this. He'll open his journal]

Oh joy, someone's having another tantrum. Destroy things more quietly, you're disturbing my Me Time.

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[sorry, Crowley. You're not getting any peace for a while. And now your journal page is smoldering]

dictated forever;

[merriment.livejournal.com]

[ oh, hey, she knows that voice ]

Zuko..? Zuko!

Please calm down!

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[doesn't look like THAT is happening any time soon. And, as evidence to how little he's being careful, the journal gets hit in the chaos, pages burning]

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[peers out into the hall, worriedly]

Oh. ... [he knows firebending when he sees it ... even if he doesn't recognize the young man throwing the flames around]

I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but ... I doubt conflagration is a very convincing negotiation technique.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[going up the stairs, headed for the 12th floor, when she hears the explosions. She immediately turns and runs towards the noise, eyes narrowing at the smoke.

Slows down as she tries to peer through the haze, cautiously edging closer.]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[he's... not done destroying. There's isn't much left to ruin in there, but that apparently doesn't matter. Flashes of hot light and angry sounds are still coming from that room]

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[hearing the explosion, Jilly does what any intelligent Paradisan does.... steps out into the hallway.

Eyes widening at the smoke and the fire, she automatically shies back, lingering in her own doorway]

Hello?! Is someone still in there?

[please don't let anyone be in the middle of that fire. Still keeping an eye on the hall, she reaches for her journal]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[not only is someone still in the middle of that fire, but they're making more. Angrily.]

/spams

[everborrowing.livejournal.com]

[Miracle of all miracles, Tas is actually in his room. He hasn't really been feeling social these past few days... but if there's anything that could pull the kender out of his thoughts, it'd be an explosion.

Hoopak in hand, he'll troop out into the hall as well, cautiously but curiously making his way towards the heat]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[and there's alot of it... Watch out. His tantrum doesn't appear to be stopping any time soon]

[pai-sho-master.livejournal.com]

[He knows what that noise is immediately, of course, even if he doesn't know why Zuko's setting things on fire.]

Zuko! Control yourself.

[And yes, he'll tracking you down now. At least the giant explosions/hallway full of smoke will make that fairly easy.]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[yeah, he's not controlling himself. At all. He'd been so good lately... trying to not to lose his temper over every little thing... but between being furious over what was going on in town, and this? ...It was too much]

[sonoflothar.livejournal.com]

[A great way to distract a man from brooding about some jerkoff from his homeworld going on a murder spree is to shout and blow stuff up just outside his room. Turalyon grabs his warhammer and rushes out his door to survey the carnage.]

What's going on out here?

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[another wave of fire lashes through the door with an angry yell, splashing into the wall across the hall.]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[He hears this over the journal and wow that sounds]

What's going on?!

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[doesn't hear you, man. The journal gets caught in the crossfire then, pages charring]

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

[He's in the floor bellow, and can hear...all of this. He'll open his journal]

Oh joy, someone's having another tantrum. Destroy things more quietly, you're disturbing my Me Time.

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[sorry, Crowley. You're not getting any peace for a while. And now your journal page is smoldering]

dictated forever;

[merriment.livejournal.com]

[ oh, hey, she knows that voice ]

Zuko..? Zuko!

Please calm down!

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[doesn't look like THAT is happening any time soon. And, as evidence to how little he's being careful, the journal gets hit in the chaos, pages burning]

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[peers out into the hall, worriedly]

Oh. ... [he knows firebending when he sees it ... even if he doesn't recognize the young man throwing the flames around]

I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but ... I doubt conflagration is a very convincing negotiation technique.