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[kurosakiboy.livejournal.com]

The boy is outside again, out back beyond the lake. He likes to be well away from the main bar when he trains, so that none will notice him swinging his sword, positively glowing with energy. A light blue aura surround him as he leaps and swings, his body covered in sweat as he goes over exercises and desperately wills himself to achieve that which he desires.

Day after day he's been out here, training as best he can by himself, all for Bankai. All so he can be strong again, strong enough to protect those he cares for. It sounds corny, he knows, but it's true. That's the only reason he fights. Not for more power and not for a love of fighting, but so that he can be strong enough to do as he has always wanted. Protect people.

So again today he came out, made his way out across the grass until he was almost out of sight, rocks and trees and the like hiding him well enough. He's not totally hidden, and his entire body is glowing brightly, but he doubts anybody will bother him anyways.

...or not.

[ooc: Plot-locked, so sorry.]

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[princeinexile]

The prince looks to Stephanie, his jaw jumping; but then twin blades move in perfect synchronicity and are sheathed. He goes over to pick Steph up -- gently, carefully-- and then jerks his head.

"Get walking. I may have luggage, but I can still burn you," her says simply--

--and are his eyes a little... less human? Teeth maybe just a little... off?

No, way. Just a trick of the light.

[kurosakiboy.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, 'cuz I'm really gonna run off now." He mutters, more to himself than to him. He sets off for the bar, knowing full well that Zuko is following.

He bottles up his emotions, keeps his face blank and bites his tongue firmly. He won't let anything out with them around. He just...can't.