http://depthsofhatred.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] depthsofhatred.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paradisalost2011-10-09 09:16 pm
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[Mai’s sitting in the lobby with the unfamiliar book open in her lap. It had her name on it, so it had to be hers, right? Tediously, she flips the page and quirks a brow.]

What a waste of paper…[her hand feels along the meaningless righting before she turns the page again, only now her attention has shifted to the walls around her.] What a waste of space…Azula? Ty Lee?

[An exasperated sigh escapes her lips as she sets the book aside.]

This isn’t funny. Someone tell me what’s going on…hello? [She gets to her feet and picks the book back up, noting the last page and blinking.]

…what’s going on?
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[identity profile] exanimatus.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[identity profile] depthsofhatred.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Same goes for you. [She knows her manners.]

[identity profile] exanimatus.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[he appreciates that! C:] You're from the same place as these guys, right?

[he quickly grabs a pen and draws an arrow towards Katara and Zuko's threads.]

[identity profile] depthsofhatred.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
[:D] Yeah, but we weren't exactly allies.

[They were enemies. Though she does trace the arrow that's appeared on the page with slight fascination.]

[identity profile] exanimatus.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
I know. I've been around for a while; things get picked up.

This is just a friendly warning not to break the microwave. [he knows you crazy people and your lack of technology.]

[identity profile] depthsofhatred.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Hm.

...what's a microwave? [then he knows he must clarify this :|]

[identity profile] exanimatus.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
It's a box in the kitchen--about forty-five centimeters tall, buttons on the front.

You won't miss it, unless someone's trying to take it apart while you're in there.

[identity profile] exanimatus.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
I could not count the ways.

[identity profile] depthsofhatred.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
...I'm just not gonna touch it.

[identity profile] exanimatus.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
Anything else? Or shall I leave you to it?

[identity profile] exanimatus.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
The eighteenth floor rooms are in... Satis Tower, but you've got to go down to the first floor to find the entrance.
Edited 2011-10-11 05:43 (UTC)

[identity profile] depthsofhatred.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
Alright, thanks...again. That's all.

[identity profile] exanimatus.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
I suppose I'll see you around.

[identity profile] depthsofhatred.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
I guess so.
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