sixth petal.

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[Estelle is curled up under a spray of colorful wildflowers, looking rather colorful herself. Her cheeks are pinker than her hair at the moment.]

Did I ask for the mirror? I thought I just wanted to speak with people...I don't have to see them! Really, it's not necessary. Even though everyone's so pretty--I'm fine! I don't--I don't want--I want--

[She shoves her knuckles in her mouth and bites down for a moment, flushing a deeper red as she does. After a minute, she straightens up again and looks into the mirror determinedly.]

I'm going to make a story! About a princess who was cursed with terrible burning feelings th-that weren't...really so terrible...but very warm...but overcame them with help from her friends!

There aren't any like it in the library. I checked, and...I kept looking at other stories instead, and I had to leave...

Help me!

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[ ACTION because I said so]

[burns-things.livejournal.com]

[Azula is in the general vicinity of Estelle, enough so to get the tone of the girl's voice but not the actual content of the conversation with the mirror; she eventually comes over to speak.]

Are you feeling well, Estelle? You don't sound very well.

[ ACTION no seduction here! ]

[readitinabook.livejournal.com]

[Estelle springs to her feet and nearly jumps at Azula's approach--oh, okay, at least it's Azula, the strange feelings aren't so bad around younger girls...mostly...maybe...

She crosses her arms and makes a determined face.]

I sound fine!

[burns-things.livejournal.com]

[She crosses her own arms and raises an eyebrow at the other princess.]

Really. How about how you look? You don't look fine.

[readitinabook.livejournal.com]

Oh, do you think...do you think it's a fever? It might be a fever! You shouldn't come near me, Azula. You might catch it.

[She's not very good at lying.]

[burns-things.livejournal.com]

[ Not good at it at all. ]

I was thinking that until now. What is wrong with you and why are you lying about it?

[readitinabook.livejournal.com]

I'm not lying...! Lying is wrong.

[burns-things.livejournal.com]

[Oh, now this is just making her curious. Azula struts closer to Estelle and stands over the girl, hand on each hip.]

Wrong or not aside, you're doing it. And not very well.

[readitinabook.livejournal.com]

[Estelle backs up. Into the wildflowers.]

Azula...you're not feeling anything strange today, are you?

[burns-things.livejournal.com]

[After the incident with the flowers, Azula refrained from eating any chocolates.]

What do you mean?

[readitinabook.livejournal.com]

M-maybe you're too young! That's probably it.

[burns-things.livejournal.com]

Excuse me? 'Too young'?

[That...was actually kind of insulting! You hurt her feelings, Estelle.]

I hope you're going to explain yourself.

[readitinabook.livejournal.com]

Oh...I'm sorry...

Um, if you try to go into the back section of the library, the bears stop you, right?

[burns-things.livejournal.com]

That's right. What in the world does this have to do with that ridiculous excuse for a library?

[readitinabook.livejournal.com]

N-nothing! Except, sometimes you kind of sound like you're not that young, and then I think--no!

[burns-things.livejournal.com]

I don't see any reason why to look at me as if I were a child, Estelle, and I would rather you not treat me as one. Just what are you thinking of?