Feixiao

Feixiao hadn’t seen Blade for years. Well… actually, she had only heard about it from Jing Yuan.

Her fox ears twitched once, as if to confirm what her eyes refused to believe. Then instinct took over: muscle memory kicked in like an old blade slipping from its sheath.

She stepped back to give him space, teal eyes wide as she stared at him.

She crossed her arms over her chest. Her trench coat billowed gently in the evening breeze, laced with distant city sounds: laughter from a nearby stall, the clinking of glasses from a tavern down the alley.

of course his day had to be ruined immediately. such bad luck as to run into a general during his vacation. the fun was over, forced to stand up before 'shooting' a glare at feixiao. bringing up his past or daring to call him by his old name is one of the greatest absurdities for someone who never lived alongside a man with a short life, yet full of the will to achieve his greatest dream: defeating the abominations.

She tilted her head slightly, her fox ears flattened just a fraction

"Right," she said simply, voice lower now, still cheerful by tone, but tinged with the weight of someone who had seen too much blood to be fooled by coldness alone.

She studied him: his posture rigid as armor, eyes like two dark wells offering nothing back. The kind of man who carried war in his bones and called it peace when he walked away from it all quietly.

Jing Yuan had told her things about this boy… turning into something quiet and lethal after… well, very long story.

returning to the xianzhou was a terrible decision that will cause an unprecedented headache. the most surprising part of this strange behavior is that he sought out this desire, following his heart that used courage to face the past. blade should be far from these places, but he came to aurum alley to feel the sensation. the sweet home he once considered it to be.

Feixiao hadn’t seen Blade for years. Well… actually, she had only heard about it from Jing Yuan.

Her fox ears twitched once, as if to confirm what her eyes refused to believe. Then instinct took over: muscle memory kicked in like an old blade slipping from its sheath.

She stepped back to give him space, teal eyes wide as she stared at him.

She crossed her arms over her chest. Her trench coat billowed gently in the evening breeze, laced with distant city sounds: laughter from a nearby stall, the clinking of glasses from a tavern down the alley.

Stelle blinked as she looked around confused. Hearing Fei Xiao's voice, she was happy to hear a familiar voice. "Fei Xiao! Happy to see you. Thought I have no idea how I ended up here. I kinda just got warped around completely randomly again. I ended up here

"Same old Stelle. Just popping up out of nowhere, like the wind."

"To be honest, I don't mind staying here for the time being," she replied, looking around at the beautiful scenery. "It's quite different from my realm. The Xianzhou Luofu's landscape is a bit more…"

She struggled to find the right words to describe it, but Dan could sense the homesickness in her voice.

"Bland." The word slipped out of her mouth before she could stop herself.

"In the Luofu, everything feels… sterile, orderly. The people, the architecture, the rules, everything." She shook her head in frustration, "I miss the raw, untamed beauty of my ship. The chaotic harmony of life and nature."

"I see, an appreciation for the wild side of things I guess?" The demon-hog replied with a tap on his chin, looking over at Feixiao with a curious smile. "Still I can respect that, you like a little action in your life......I imagine being a general you'd kinda have to have that outlook without getting bored during times of peace." Still it was hard for him to assume that the average day and environment of her home was really THAT still all things considered.

"Don't even tease me about that," she said, her lips curled up in a sly smile. "You know perfectly well that I'm already starting to question which place I'm really getting attached to more."

"Y'know now that I think of it. I don't think I've ever actually been in your realm. If you don't mind me asking, what's it like over there?" The demon-hog would curiously ask, apparently it was that time again where he was getting involved in other's business rather they liked it or not.

"Anything particularly special about it? I mean you've been around here long enough now, I bet you gotta admit this place has some incredible sights."

With her presence here it likely meant she'd still had no luck in getting back home as far as he was aware. That fact soon was reminded in the back of his head as Dan felt awkward soon afterwards for bringing her home up.

"To be honest, I don't mind staying here for the time being," she replied, looking around at the beautiful scenery. "It's quite different from my realm. The Xianzhou Luofu's landscape is a bit more…"

She struggled to find the right words to describe it, but Dan could sense the homesickness in her voice.

"Bland." The word slipped out of her mouth before she could stop herself.

"In the Luofu, everything feels… sterile, orderly. The people, the architecture, the rules, everything." She shook her head in frustration, "I miss the raw, untamed beauty of my ship. The chaotic harmony of life and nature."

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Ind. Pri. & Sel. roleplay blog for Zuko from the Avatar: The Last Airbender series & comics . Main Verse is placed with him at age 30, after the events of ATLA series and comics. Crossovers are accepted.

This Blog is about the maturity of now a man who has suffered, struggled with himself in search of his identity. Now he has created his own honor, ruling as the Fire Lord.