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Who: Azula and Open to All
What: People watching and making herself available.
Where: The Training Center Bar
When: Anytime, pick.
warnings: Nothing yet but give it time.
Before the arena, Azula had never drank. Not seriously really.
Sure the occasional glass of bubbly or wine at one of her fathers business parties, but she had always been so focused on her goals of physical and mental perfection that she had dismissed the opportunity to drink enough to be buzzed or tipsy.
Now of course as the little bottle of Morphling in her pocket reminded her, her mind would never be perfect, so what could some alcohol hurt?
Still she was technically working so every drink she purchased she nursed her drink slowly and lingered over every drop. It would not due to have the newly returned mentor getting drunk in public. But staking out a corner booth in the bar where she could watch everyone and keep an eye out for Sponsors, tributes and other mentors was perfectly reasonable. It was for this reason she chose a booth facing the door where she would be very visible.
She really shouldn't be drinking in the first place given her medication needs. But this was one of the few areas where Azula scoffed at the law and did something she knew was bad for her simply for the case of "Because I want to shut up."
What: People watching and making herself available.
Where: The Training Center Bar
When: Anytime, pick.
warnings: Nothing yet but give it time.
Before the arena, Azula had never drank. Not seriously really.
Sure the occasional glass of bubbly or wine at one of her fathers business parties, but she had always been so focused on her goals of physical and mental perfection that she had dismissed the opportunity to drink enough to be buzzed or tipsy.
Now of course as the little bottle of Morphling in her pocket reminded her, her mind would never be perfect, so what could some alcohol hurt?
Still she was technically working so every drink she purchased she nursed her drink slowly and lingered over every drop. It would not due to have the newly returned mentor getting drunk in public. But staking out a corner booth in the bar where she could watch everyone and keep an eye out for Sponsors, tributes and other mentors was perfectly reasonable. It was for this reason she chose a booth facing the door where she would be very visible.
She really shouldn't be drinking in the first place given her medication needs. But this was one of the few areas where Azula scoffed at the law and did something she knew was bad for her simply for the case of "Because I want to shut up."
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"Looking forward to it I hope?"
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"Of course, why wouldn't I be?"
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"I'm sure we'll grow very close over time. And someday when you're in the winners circle I can hold my head high with pride for having gotten you there."
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Smirking, she shakes the dark locks out, long waves tumbling over her shoulders, running her hand through. "You do know I'm not much of a fighter, right?"
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"You can be better. I can make you better." She promised and after a moment "Unless you like having a new horrible death every month or so?
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"Then listen to me, do as I say and you will improve until you no longer will have to worry about losing in the arena. Your superiority will shine through."
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"You sound like someone I know."
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"As if I would be concerned about it. I am not only new but I assure you, better. And right now I'm your best hope for surviving the Arena and never having to go back."
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" Tell me more about yourself. I want to know everything." She insisted in a no nonsense sort of way. She would do this with all her tributes sooner or later but Diana was here now.
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"Of course. I'm supposed to help you win. The best way for me to do that is to know everything about you so we can decide best what to work on."
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"Well, I'm not too great at fighting I'm afraid."
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"We can fix that. Keep going, what are you good at?"
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Waving to the servant Azula signaled them and they brought some snacks for the girls, crunchy salty things and cheesy crispy things as well as a few different dipping plates of various levels of spice.
Dipping a cheesy crispy into a spicy sauce she gestured for Diana to help herself.
"Let's start with your upbringing. What was your life like in your world?"
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Eating also helped her avoid the question. She just shrugged as she chewed.
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And redundant, after all those psychologists in Coates.
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"That's not important. They'll find a way to spice it up. They always do. But I need to know now."
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Dipping it in the sauce she added. "Stuff happened, I'm here now. Isn't that most of the people here in a nutshell?"
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Really wasn't it obvious?
"And being your mentor, when I ask you something I would hope for less dancing around the answer. I'm only trying to help."
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