[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[welp... guess who doesn't have a wise uncle to subtly steer him away from enchanted drinks this year...

He also has no idea that Katara is upstairs banging on his bedroom door.

He's downstairs in the kitchen-- drinking unknowingly spiked tea, ranting at the journal, and sounding a little more animated than usual
]

...All I want to know, is what the point is.

What is the point of being here? I mean... I've been here for more than a year! ...Why?

What is the point of being stuck in a castle. And being taken away from your family. What's the point of going to Paris, or being attacked by monsters ...or being turned into a bird?

And what about the stupid holidays? What point could that possibly serve? I just want to know... I just-- [clattering as the book gets nudged off the table and onto the floor] Oops.
[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[Zuko can be quite stealthy when he really wants, and what he really wants right now, is to not be in class anymore. So, before he's even made it to the middle of the school day, he's just... sneaking his way out. Once he's pretty sure that he's home free, he pulls out the journal]

--There. I tried it, and I'm not going back.

The last thing I want to do is spend my time away from the castle in class.

[-and then he quickly hushes up when he hears voices as he heads for the front doors and--more importantly--freedom!]

((ooc: students or teachers at whatever the French equivalent of high school is are welcome to catch him, or anyone else as he walks home. Open for anything! Bring fairies if you want kisses!!))
[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[he had been doing a pretty good job of hiding from the christmas lunacy this year... until now. Paying attention to his surroundings is the last thing on his mind at the moment, as he comes storming back into the castle. Soaked to the bone, freezing and shivering, Zuko carelessly tracks slush across the floor as he stomps through the lobby.]

I hate winter!

[it's not very eloquent, and it isn't said to no one in particular. He just... needs to vent in some way before he explodes. Or burns down another floor of the castle.

...A stray garland that trips him up as he rages his way towards the stairs does not escape his wrath, however. That
definitely gets set on fire. Hopefully it's not connected to too many other flammable decorations]

--And sledding is stupid!

[...because it obviously needed to be said]

((ooc: Backdated a couple days to right after his encounter with Katara, lmfao. ...Zuko is making a rare appearance before he attempts to go back into hiding! Open for anything! Bring fairies if you want kisses~))
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[personal profile] waterbends
Who: [livejournal.com profile] kyasdaughter and [livejournal.com profile] honorinflames
What: Zuko comes off of his loss. Katara is not prepared.
When: Some afternoon.
Where: Zuko's room with Zuko.
Rating: PG at worst.

Read more... )
[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[are we going to mention the whole dastardly villain thing? Are we going to apologize for the partially-destroyed kitchen, the epic showdowns with the forces of Light, the triumphant laughter? Are we going to acknowledge that any of it happened at all, now that the hiding-in-his-room-from-the-world time is over?

No.

So, Zuko is more than happy to move on to the new thing to complain about--the castle's habits when it comes to holidays. Though, despite the griping, he is dressed for the occasion, and is rifling through the little pouch of caisos while sitting on the front steps of the castle
]

So, what do I have to worry about with this one? Is the money going to be cursed? Are the cows going to brainwash me if I get too close?
[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[he tried to pinpoint why he'd been in such a bad mood lately, but couldn't put his finger on anything specific. It was just...

It was
everything.

It all got under his skin--the stupidity around him, the dull and simpering looks on everyone's faces. No wonder he hasn't gotten anywhere here. They're all hindrances to him; all just... nothing but simpleminded
peasants.

And this is what he thinks about as he broods in the kitchen. He'd originally gone there to find something to eat, but now he finds that he has no appetite. The thought of it all just turns his stomach.

...

So... he lights one of the kitchen tables on fire.

Ha! Take
that, Paradisa.]

((ooc: yep... another baddy infected with a shard of darkness. Though... it might be a little difficult to spot the differences, with him. :\))
[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[filtered from Katara]

[he just... rages into the journal. Shouted at no one in particular. He barely remembers to filter]

Are all girls annoying lunatics, or only the ones who think that they know you?? They want to you 'share your feelings' and 'be a better person' one minute, and then scream in your face to next! And-- [something like a growl]

[he doesn't know what to do with himself, trying SO HARD not to start another angst-fire]
[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[though he's been too wrapped up in his own 'problems' to really follow whatever has been brewing in much of the rest of the castle, he can't dodge the tension. The air feels tangibly charged, people seem to be getting ready for something, and it's very contagious.

With him wanting to test out his newly-healed shoulder, and this whole place feeling like it's itching for a fight... it seems like an obvious combination
]

Anyone who wants to blow off steam-- I'll be out on the castle grounds. [and then a pause, as the voice of a certain piratess comes to mind. He better clarify--] ...For sparring.


((ooc: it's been a while since Zuko's been in a good fight. Open for training or whatever else. Come at him, bros!))
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[personal profile] waterbends
Who: Zuko & Katara
What: They're fighting a lot. :| That doesn't stop Katara from being an overbearing busybody.
When: Some .. morning...
Where: Outside of Zuko's room.
Rating: PG-13 at worst (it really all depends on how pissed Zuko gets.)

Read more... )
[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[Zuko is restless. He'd thought that getting his firebending back would've helped, but--if anything--it's worse now. He's feeling more like himself, which means that he is supposed to be doing something. He'd then thought that maybe getting out of the castle would help, so he heads down to the town... but the townspeople manage to unsettle him even more, especially when compared to the lively inhabitants of those seaside towns they'd visited. It's all driving him just a little bit crazy.

Finally, he just sits down near the fountain in town and pulls out his journal
]

Those ships we left at the pier. They're still there, right?

[just kind of jumping into this a little abruptly. He'll never get completely used to conversations over this stupid thing, especially when talking to no one in particular]

...And where did those maps go?

[while he tries to think of something more constructive to say, his mind goes to other loose ends left hanging after that little adventure]

Natsuki )
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[personal profile] waterbends
Who: [livejournal.com profile] kyasdaughter and [livejournal.com profile] honorinflames
What: Katara teaching Zuko some waterbending basics. :|a
When: BACKDATED at least a few days.
Where: The duckpond!
Rating: PG, maybe?

Read more... )
[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[despite his trashed room, Zuko has spent most of his time resting since returning home. Which is why it takes him this long to discover something terrible]

--KATARA!

[who has time for filters? Not Zuko!

Storming out of his room on the sixth floor, one furious ex-prince goes storming down the hall-- the lower half of his body drenched with... water, hopefully. Watch out.

...He didn't wet himself, honest.
]


((ooc: open for whatever! Zuko has just discovered that the pirate event only briefly interrupted his loss. Joy!))
[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[he'd spent all day scouting the city-- gathering information and listening to rumors surely... but, more importantly, watching. Gauging the security of certain sections of town, judging which stores and carts had a little extra to 'spare,' forming a plan in his mind. And, once the sun sinks and snuffs out into the black of the water, he sets said plan into motion.

Moving along rooftops and only the darkest and tightest of alleyways, silent and exacting, he goes about making short work of the weaknesses in each of his targets. Ducking in to steal only just enough from each one-- stuffing bread, oil, flour, packaged meats all into a sack thrown over one shoulder --before taking to the rooftops again and slipping his way back to the ship.

It will take him a couple trips maybe, but this is what he has decided to dedicate his night to. And, with any luck, the crew will find the hold restocked with food--both nonperishable and fresh--and light supplies in the morning.
]


((ooc: I have no particular plans for this! Anyone is free to spot him out in town or coming to/from the ship. He is a stealthy little bastard, but it's mostly the town that he's hiding from. Open for absolutely anything-- positive or negative!))
[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[multitasking is hard, so... he sounds a little distracted as he addresses the journal. ]

...So, these expeditions.

Does anyone ever actually come back from them with answers, or just more questions? Because it seems like--

[he is then interrupted by the sudden sound of a messy splash of water. ...Sorry, residents. Some of it gets on the journal, too]

Aagh! [--and then, there is what sounds suspiciously like a bucket being violently kicked across the room.

It's a mild temper tantrum, but-- hey, at least there is no fire
]


((ooc: ..Zuko hates losses. Really. Like... a lot.))
[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
--Ha!

No, no. Put your hand in a fist-- like this.

...Hiyaa!

Come on. You can hit harder than that.

Raa!

Again.

Haa!


((ooc: who is teaching their two year old to fight? This guy. They're in the gym, and the journal is also open nearby))

[identity profile] honorinflames.livejournal.com
[are you sick of sticky handprints on the pages yet, residents? Well, here is another round of that, as a food-covered toddler manhandles someone's journal open]

Come on... aren't you hungry? Look it's really yummy! [there's a pause and a sort of... grimacing sound- someone just tried to eat some baby food] Y-Yum, so good!

No! [and then giggling as the little girl goes back to trying to pull pages out of the journal] H-Hey, don't do that! Come on, give it back... [but Maya giggles a little bit tooSorry Zuko, looks like she really likes your journal.

Great. She can keep it. [an impatient sigh] Is it done eating yet?

Hey, don't call her 'it!' She's... [but Maya trails off... uh oh]

[an uncertain pause] ...She's what?

... Did she have like, a name tag or something when she showed up? I don't remember seeing anything- but she has to have a name!

A nametag?? Like an animal? [he pauses though, because... huh. This is the first time they've even wondered about this. Hmm. There is now a little girl looking between the two of them in confusion] ...Ma? ...Dada?

[and Maya instantly feels terrible, and sort of pats their little girl on the head] I-It's okay, don't worry! We'll think of a great name for you.

[and then there is one of those heavy pauses as the child's brow furrows and mouth begins to turn down] Oh, don't look like that. It'll be alright.... [uh. an awkward hesitation] ...'Girl.'

((ooc: the happy family and their sadly nameless child are in the kitchen, covering everything in food))
[identity profile] soupbender.livejournal.com
Who: [livejournal.com profile] soupbender, [livejournal.com profile] sokka_the_wise, and [livejournal.com profile] honorinflames.
What: Dinner.
When: Sometime.. last week.
Where: Out by the lake.
Rating: PG? PG-13? They're kids. :T

Two water peasants and a fire prince walk into a bar... )

About the Archive

"Paradisa Lost" is the archive of what the journals contained between December 1st, 2006 and January 10th, 2012. On that final day, Paradisa issued new journals, so that the residents could fill them up again. While there are still residents around who have old journals, we have chosen to preserve the old journals here for muns' reference and history.

"Lost" in the title refers to both the old journals that the residents once kept, and also to our move to Dreamwidth from the original Livejournal community, where Paradisa started. It is a fresh start for muns, as well as for the characters.

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