Day 188

[daughterofursa]

Who: Zuko and anyone!
Open: Open!
When: Day 188, morning
Where: Eastern Bastion
What: Tea time. =)
Format: I'll match.
Warnings: Honor.

It's not uncommon to find Zuko up at an early hour, but she usually spends the time doing something she considers productive--training or otherwise preparing for time on the Skyway. She doesn't leave herself much time for sitting and thinking, most days. She figures it's better that way, since her thoughts so easily turn negative. But this morning, she's trying her best not to let them.

She can be found seated cross-legged on the eastern side of the Bastion, just north of Dragonfield, watching the unaccountable sunrise with a cup of tea in hand. Actually, the whole set is with her, a plain but sturdy-looking earthenware pot and several more matching cups. She hasn't invited anyone to join her, but if any impromptu guests show up, she's decided to accommodate them. That's what her uncle would do, she's sure.

Comments

[skysung]

"Thank you." Kitten is always eager to learn new things, and all the more so when they pertain to one of her own skillsets. "Another name for dragonkind in my world is the Firefolk. I will be much more proficient at wielding it someday, but the wait will be long. I am still only halfway through infancy."

That brings her to another question, something Zuko may have to get used to if she plans on spending much time around Kitten. The young dragon is forever curious and inquisitive, and her chattering is only increased by the fact that she acquired her mindspeech so recently. Kitten spent the first sixteen years of her life living among people who, for the most part, could not understand a word she said. It was the only part of being brought up by her human family that Kitten had disliked. She is a chatterbox by nature, and she still gets carried away in her excitement over being able to easily communicate. "Do you know what the lifespans of dragons were like in your own world?"

[daughterofursa]

She doesn't mind the questions either. It's letting her talk about her world, without letting her dwell too long on any thought in particular.

"You know, I'm not really sure. Longer than ours, I think, but... probably not so long as it sounds like yours is. How long until you can really use your fire?"

[skysung]

She snorts in mild exasperation. "I will be a child for centuries." If she has to be optimistic, though, "It is not so bad now that I have my mindspeech. For sixteen years, I could not speak any language humans would understand, though I understood every language of theirs."

That was always the most frustrating part of being young, growing up in the Mortal Realm raised by humans. She could never speak to her family or friends, let alone her enemies or acquaintances.

[daughterofursa]

Zuko's eyebrow raises in some astonishment. Spending centuries as a child, not even being able to speak her mind for sixteen years... "That must have been frustrating," is her first reaction.

If she'd been essentially mute her whole life... would her father ever have had cause to banish her? No, she'll take the scar and the years of hardship over what she might have become under his influence.

"I'm glad you found a way to express yourself."