Date: 2006-11-23 06:46 am (UTC)
"With my mother," Ren stated the obvious, because apparently Princess Azhila ran a little slow. The contrast between them could not have been more blatant. She looked like she'd stepped out of a propaganda poster.

"He knew you'd think this was beneath you, and he wanted me to know it, only..."

Ren stood and walked to the door, resolving to leave before he said something that'd get him clapped in irons no matter what.

"If that's the message the Fire Lord was trying to send me, you maybe oughtta think on what message he was trying to send you."
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