Playing With Fire [Azula + Makina / Open]
-Her wounds were not healing fast enough.-
-It had been some time since Makina's encounter with Oz, and it left her with some interesting mementos. Â She had pushed herself beyond normal, human capabilities, and without a steady supply of Rune, her regenerative properties were slower than she'd like. Â It was cause for concern, but Makina would never admit it; there would always be that bravado to hide what she really felt. Â There was also the smell, thus the shower. Â No matter how much she tried, Makina could never be rid of it for more than a few hours at a time. Â Her body was an aberration, nothing more.-
-When she was finished, she put on the only set of clothing that she really owned, and stepped outside, determined to get some answers. Â Makina did not enjoy being toyed with, and liked this little living arrangement even less. Â Goddess or not, she was no one's plaything.-
-She was in one hell of a mood.-