¤ 17 - Last one standing

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[he hadn't heard from him in a while. It was worrying, but... he never expected him to actually be gone. So much so that the blank door doesn't register right away.]

It can't be...

[he opens it, finds the room empty, and stands there for a hanging moment] ...No.

[a minute goes by, and he wavers on his feet. He almost drops to his knees and lets this hit him in a defeated rush. ...Almost. Instead, something inside catches him. He knows his uncle wouldn't want him to let rage overtake him, but... well, Iroh is more than a world away now. The fire builds, and he remembers someone suggesting that he should just take the castle down, brick by brick. It had been a tempting idea at the time... and now, what was stopping him?

So, like a certain similar moment a few months ago, a fiery explosion rocks one of the castle hallways. This time, it's lucky floor number 9. With a roar, a fireball blasts into the hallway from room 913, and continues from there.

He'd really like nothing more than to burn this place to the ground.]


((ooc: Floor 9 is on fire! Anyone who wants to join in stopping him, try to keep it all in one thread. For everyone else reacting, yelling, having their stuff burn, comment away anywhere~ mod-approved destruction))

Comments

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[he does not get why she's still following, but he's pretending that she's not, walking up to his room and heading inside regardless of whether she catches the door and continues to follow or not]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[does so easily, and uh. Invites herself in.

Goddammit. Now what? Why isn't there a manual for this sort of thing?]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[now what, indeed.

His room has gotten closer and closer to his one from home over time, half Paradisan and half Fire Nation now. The window on the far wall has been made more elaborate, widened to give a clear view out over the grounds, and this is where he heads. It's the perfect brooding spot]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[peering about. The last time she was in here, wheat products were everywhere (along with a wayward cricket).

Looking at this wall hanging thing as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. Seconds pass and. Fuck it.]

Who was it?

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[he can't really play dumb, here. It was obvious enough what had gotten him so upset, especially to someone who had been around for the last outburst, so...]

...My uncle.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Iroh? [dammit. She liked him.]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

...He was the last one.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

If it continues, at least you'll go home soon? [as neutrally as possible]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

...Do you think that's the way it really works?

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[no, not really

...]

At the very least, you can hope that the castle is bored of you.

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[his fists clench a little. How about he just knocks down a few more walls instead?]

I don't want to be toyed with anymore.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[snort. Easier said than done.] You could try living in the Dead Zone.

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

Tch. As long as I'm still trapped here, it's all the same.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Better to have powers than not, I guess.

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

I doesn't matter.

[slipping deeper into that pit of despair now]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Doesn't it? Survive this place in one piece and then go back and [...is she talking about herself or you now?] finish up the job.

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

Survive it? Being here is just waiting. Just sitting around, wasting time, hoping it 'gets bored' while it plays its stupid games.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Waiting is half the battle anyway. [dude, where the fuck are your meditation pancakes]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[finally glancing away from the window and back at her] That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!

[gone. long gone.]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[glare. You just wrote off about 10 years of her life.]

If you can't do anything at the moment, then you rest up, train, gather information, whatever, so that you'll be ready to strike at the perfect moment.

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

I am ready. I've been ready.

If you are content just waiting around, fine. But I'm not.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Great. So what are you gonna do about it?

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[he just... turns to glare back out the window. You saw his idea-- fistfight the castle]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[a sigh as she flops onto a chair, absentmindedly pushing some of her hair back]

Didn't we have this conversation before?

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[still glaring out at the world]

Probably.