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sparklefiction2006-11-24 01:43 pm
shes-unreal.livejournal.com) wrote in sparklefiction2006-11-24 01:43 pm
Entry tags:
YUNA XD
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Characters: Irana(Zuko/Mai), Yun (Aang/Katara
Warnings: AU, sap
I'd meant for this to just be a one shot drabble thingie but then I realized I can't write Irana as well as I thought and I have to jet to work anyway.
At the ports at which she was welcome, and Fire Nation messenger hawks were allowed to roost, Irana always recieved messages. There were stringently polite messages from Shaozu and only slightly less formal ones from Xi Feng, scrolls of besotted gushing from Dan Dan, incensed and sometimes hysteric notes from Zhi, and occasionally a wobbly ink drawing from Li. It was seldom that her parents wrote to her, especially since her messages to them were mostly formal accounts of conquests and official reports of whatever items of value she had managed to acquire. So it was nothing short of surprising when, among the other messages awaiting her at the port on a small backwater island, one of them bore her father's seal.
You will be married, it said, according to his traditions, not ours. And that was all.
Characters: Irana(Zuko/Mai), Yun (Aang/Katara
Warnings: AU, sap
I'd meant for this to just be a one shot drabble thingie but then I realized I can't write Irana as well as I thought and I have to jet to work anyway.
At the ports at which she was welcome, and Fire Nation messenger hawks were allowed to roost, Irana always recieved messages. There were stringently polite messages from Shaozu and only slightly less formal ones from Xi Feng, scrolls of besotted gushing from Dan Dan, incensed and sometimes hysteric notes from Zhi, and occasionally a wobbly ink drawing from Li. It was seldom that her parents wrote to her, especially since her messages to them were mostly formal accounts of conquests and official reports of whatever items of value she had managed to acquire. So it was nothing short of surprising when, among the other messages awaiting her at the port on a small backwater island, one of them bore her father's seal.
You will be married, it said, according to his traditions, not ours. And that was all.