http://readitinabook.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] readitinabook.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] queenofheartsrp2010-12-22 08:20 pm

third petal.

[Since her journey with Yuri and, eventually, the others began, Estelle has slept in a lot of places she never would have dreamed of before. At inns both sumptuous and threadbare; in tents and in covered wagons. But she's never woken up anywhere this cold.]

Oh!

[Her first thought is that someone should do something about the cold. Her second thought is that there's someone else in the sleeping bag with her. That's also new.]

Oh!

[She scrambles out, cold as it may be.]

I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to take your sleeping bag!

Actually, I didn't mean to be here at all...

[identity profile] burns-things.livejournal.com 2010-12-23 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that's a start. What's in there?

[The first step was pretty blatantly obvious: figure out where the Hell they were. Still, Azula was wondering how long this girl would go before being helpless. She wasn't exactly worried about surviving being difficult, so may as well enjoy herself.]

[identity profile] burns-things.livejournal.com 2010-12-23 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
Remind me to thank them for their generosity when we find them. How about we look for a way out?

[identity profile] burns-things.livejournal.com 2010-12-23 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, go and check. I wouldn't want to interrupt your investigation.

[Read: I want to see you do something stupid and screw up to sate my superiority complex. Must assert dominance towards all other princesses!]

[identity profile] burns-things.livejournal.com 2010-12-24 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Hahaha.

[Yes, Azula laughed. She saw that coming, more or less; however, to her credit, she did her best to make it sound...not so mean and arrogant as it could have been.]

I suppose there are far worse people I could have gotten stuck with. You're amusing, at least. Let me guess: you've been a bit...sheltered, what with being a princess and all?

[identity profile] burns-things.livejournal.com 2010-12-25 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
I suppose that's something we have in common, though my nation isn't quite so...old-fashioned.

[Azula finally gets moving and inspects the place herself. Doesn't take long, considering the distinct lack of...well, anything.]

Whoever brought us here didn't give us much to work with. A bathroom and a single sleeping bag--what exactly do they expect us to do with this? No food? I wonder if they plan on having us starve...or freeze.