Post by Teяa253 on Apr 8, 2009 5:10:52 GMT 1
finally, I get chapter 69 out...
it's been almsot a week or two without a new chapter... guuhh...
anyhoot, enjoy, and enjoy the new face that appears.. oh, and Tenoko... lots of Tenoko, so eccentric humor is imminent.
CHAPTER 69: GO WITH THE FLOW
It was a few days before Zeruda, Tenoko, Iresu and the others reached the Fire Nation. They were kept securely in a place where they would not be able to escape. The exception was Katara, who was taken again to the palace. She still had her black armor, and was not about to let it get taken from her.
Maric and Malak were separated from Tenoko, and were actually taken to an arena with Orzon and Ayumi. Apparently they recognized Maric as a traitor to The Order. However, they had a different tactic instead of killing him. They were not going to kill Malak either.
“Maric Dragmire,” said Ayumi, since neither of the twins had any power at this point owing to The Order’s forces preventing them [namely through chi blockage], “the boy who betrayed The Order. Tell me; what madness drove you to that point?”
“My sister’s madness,” Maric replied firmly, “or rather, her sanity—her reasoning; I know what side is going to win this war—it’s the side that is fighting for a good cause—for self-defense.”
“Reasoning,” said Ayumi, “the only reasoning you need is some that will convince me not to punish you—by tormenting your sister.”
Both Maric and Malak gasped. Malak was scared, and Maric angry.
“No,” said Maric, “I am the one who betrayed you, and so if you feel justice must be served, then punish me. Do not harm my sister.”
Ayumi smirked, “Do you know of Sanaki Li Chan,” she said, “THE legendary Sanaki Li Chan?”
“She was the greatest Fire Lady to ever live,” Malak replied angrily, “the opposite of YOU.”
“On the contrary,” said Ayumi seductively, “I am her descendant—or rather, one of many. The long black hair, the soft skin, the vivid eyes—the seductive good looks...”
“You’re a monster,” Malak snapped. Reyson had actually told Malak that she looked pretty in her warrior’s clothes; “beauty is not a term for you, no matter how much you wish it.”
“Seductive beauty has run in the Li Chan Family’s blood for generations,” Ayumi replied deviously, “just because not all of their members used it did not mean it went unused.”
“What’s your point,” Maric asked,
“Do you know why you are here, Dragmire children,” she asked, “You, Maric, are here to see your sister locked away. You, Malak, are about to meet your new best friend.”
A Zuroc Sensei appeared from nowhere and gripped Malak’s upper arms between where her fingerless gloves ended and her short sleeves started. It did not seem very strong, and Malak actually jerked, thinking she could break free. When she tried that, two swift jabs to her ankles told her that the Zuroc Sensei were merciless.
“My name is Azula Caroso,” she said a low voice, “consider your life in my hands, little waterbender—for you will never see the light of day where you are going.”
Azula turned out to be a fierce and smooth-talking firebender of great power. She said she was named after a Fire Princess with similar qualities, and, like her, was a powerful prodigy with cutting words. Surprisingly, her clothing did not seem like Maric and Malak had thought it would. It was simply a sleeveless shirt and knee length pants. However, her shins from the knee to the foot and her forearms from the elbow to the fingertips were bound. Her feet were also bare, and she had a large ponytail.
When all was said and done, Malak was locked away, and Maric was kicked from the prison. He didn’t know where to go, but he was determined to get back in there and get his sister out. He went in the direction of the area where he knew the Secret Service Base was and was not terribly surprised when he saw the rest of his group there, except Katara Altina II. It took him effort to find the place, and the only reason he found it was because he had been there with Prince Reyson and his sister Malak previously.
Eventually he got everything explained, and wondered how they had gotten out. They said that after a few questions had been answered, they were simply let go.
“Definitely one of Ayumi’s gambits,” said Tenoko, “I’ve been in many of them myself. I personally wish I could watch Sanaki Li Chan pack a wallop on her—Fire Lady and Fire Lady;”
“About that,” Maric remarked, and then told her about Ayumi’s ancestry.
“She’s WHAT,” Tenoko gawked, deliberately spewing her drink in Alzar’s face, who also looked shocked.
“Tenoko, pull yourself together woman,” Alzar snapped, “It means she’s somehow related to ME, not you.”
“No, no,” said Tenoko, “I got that. You said something about her holding Malak in that ramble of yours, son. I ain’t going to sit for that. That’s my daughter. Ayumi’s got no rights to take her.”
“You think that’d sway her,” Maric exclaimed, “I tried that same thing. I’m the one to blame, not her.”
“Well what are we waiting for then,” said Tenoko, standing up and grabbing Maric’s hand, “lead the way. We’re going in.”
“Are you nuts,” Zeruda exclaimed, “going straight in without a plan or anything of that matter?”
“Aye, of course I am,” Tenoko replied, “and as such, Maric and I are going to skedaddle on over there. We’re winging this thing happy go-lucky style. I want my daughter back, and nothing’s standing in my way.”
Maric didn’t seem too keen on this, but he did want to rescue his sister, so naturally, he went with Tenoko.
“Blimey, that woman’s going to get herself killed,” Koara remarked, “what’s she thinking going straight in there like that?”
“She’s thinking that she wants her child back,” said Iresu, “and the stubbornness of a probably drunken Water Chief might also be in there somewhere; who’d be surprised?”
“Well,” said Zeruda, “she’s going to get herself and her son killed. We should follow her in case we’re needed.”
“Or perhaps,” said Zinjamyn, “she’s not going to just burst in, but rather sneak in and then make herself known.”
“Who’s to predict the tactics of Tenoko Dragmire?” Shinon chuckled, “I mean: I for one never would have thought that she had known Ayumi that long; who knows what else she’s hiding inside that head of hers...”
“A drunken mind, and a genius one at that,” Royota laughed, “I suppose this time we should just let fate run its course. Tenoko was much like you, Koara—never cared if she was killed.”
“Aye, isn’t she?” Koara chuckled, “well, if she’s got luck like mine, she’ll definitely be coming back, Malak in her arms.”
Tenoko certainly seemed to have luck on her side. Maric was able to lead him from the place he and Malak had been.
“Tenoko,” Maric asked, still used to addressing her this way as opposed to as his mother, “do you know of a woman named Azula Caroso?”
“Azula Caroso,” Tenoko exclaimed, “No, no I haven’t. Who is she?”
“She’s apparently a Zuroc Sensei hired by The Order,” Maric replied, “and she’s the one that Ayumi put over Malak.”
“Azula, eh,” Tenoko asked, “named after that legendary Fire Princess who lived over 1000 years ago?”
“That’s what she said,” Maric replied, “and she’s powerful. I don’t think she’s necessarily an avid Order supporter, but rather, she seems to work for the highest bidder—or that was what I got from seeing her.”
“I see,” Tenoko replied, “well that’s just dandy, mate. Then perhaps I can nip a gold piece or two from Zak-Zak to talk her into getting my daughter out of the grasp of that b...”
“She’s strong;” Maric warned, “all she did; was grip Malak’s elbows with her fingers and she was able to render her unable to escape.”
“Then we’re in for some competition,” Tenoko replied, “that’s not about to stop me. Are you still with me?”
“Aye, err... mom;” Maric replied, glancing at her; she literally had just left, for although she had her warrior’s clothes still on [as always], “but I think we could have planned this out a little better; I mean; you literally just walked out. You’re still barefoot.”
Tenoko looked down at her bare feet, “so I am, son,” she remarked, chuckling, “you’ve got a good eye.”
“Mom,” said Maric flatly, “you’re eccentric.”
“It’s a gift, my boy, it’s a gift.” Tenoko replied proudly “but let’s worry about that later. First we’ve got to get your sister out of there.”
“So what’s the plan exactly?” Maric asked,
“We make it up as we go,” Tenoko replied, “we first need to find out where Malak is, ‘coz bursting into the wrong place would be rather embarrassing; don’t ya think?”
“Not to mention get us killed anyways,” Maric muttered under his breath,
“Didn’t hear that,” Tenoko chuckled, “I assume you said aye.”
Maric just decided to shrug and go with the flow. Tenoko continued up until they were just outside the area where Malak was. However, they wanted to know a more exact location for her, so they began scouting around outside the walls, as not to get caught inside them.
“I’m glad you came with me, Maric,” she said, as the two of them took shelter for the night, “you were right about me not properly thinking this through, but spirits above, THAT’S MY DAUGHTER!!!”
“And that’s why I came,” Maric replied proudly, “because she’s also my sister, and I want her back just as much as you do.”
Mother and son curled up and went to sleep, hoping that they would soon be able to find and rescue Malak. Regardless, they had put themselves into a position where they just decided to Go With The Flow.
~Azula~
it's been almsot a week or two without a new chapter... guuhh...
anyhoot, enjoy, and enjoy the new face that appears.. oh, and Tenoko... lots of Tenoko, so eccentric humor is imminent.
CHAPTER 69: GO WITH THE FLOW
It was a few days before Zeruda, Tenoko, Iresu and the others reached the Fire Nation. They were kept securely in a place where they would not be able to escape. The exception was Katara, who was taken again to the palace. She still had her black armor, and was not about to let it get taken from her.
Maric and Malak were separated from Tenoko, and were actually taken to an arena with Orzon and Ayumi. Apparently they recognized Maric as a traitor to The Order. However, they had a different tactic instead of killing him. They were not going to kill Malak either.
“Maric Dragmire,” said Ayumi, since neither of the twins had any power at this point owing to The Order’s forces preventing them [namely through chi blockage], “the boy who betrayed The Order. Tell me; what madness drove you to that point?”
“My sister’s madness,” Maric replied firmly, “or rather, her sanity—her reasoning; I know what side is going to win this war—it’s the side that is fighting for a good cause—for self-defense.”
“Reasoning,” said Ayumi, “the only reasoning you need is some that will convince me not to punish you—by tormenting your sister.”
Both Maric and Malak gasped. Malak was scared, and Maric angry.
“No,” said Maric, “I am the one who betrayed you, and so if you feel justice must be served, then punish me. Do not harm my sister.”
Ayumi smirked, “Do you know of Sanaki Li Chan,” she said, “THE legendary Sanaki Li Chan?”
“She was the greatest Fire Lady to ever live,” Malak replied angrily, “the opposite of YOU.”
“On the contrary,” said Ayumi seductively, “I am her descendant—or rather, one of many. The long black hair, the soft skin, the vivid eyes—the seductive good looks...”
“You’re a monster,” Malak snapped. Reyson had actually told Malak that she looked pretty in her warrior’s clothes; “beauty is not a term for you, no matter how much you wish it.”
“Seductive beauty has run in the Li Chan Family’s blood for generations,” Ayumi replied deviously, “just because not all of their members used it did not mean it went unused.”
“What’s your point,” Maric asked,
“Do you know why you are here, Dragmire children,” she asked, “You, Maric, are here to see your sister locked away. You, Malak, are about to meet your new best friend.”
A Zuroc Sensei appeared from nowhere and gripped Malak’s upper arms between where her fingerless gloves ended and her short sleeves started. It did not seem very strong, and Malak actually jerked, thinking she could break free. When she tried that, two swift jabs to her ankles told her that the Zuroc Sensei were merciless.
“My name is Azula Caroso,” she said a low voice, “consider your life in my hands, little waterbender—for you will never see the light of day where you are going.”
Azula turned out to be a fierce and smooth-talking firebender of great power. She said she was named after a Fire Princess with similar qualities, and, like her, was a powerful prodigy with cutting words. Surprisingly, her clothing did not seem like Maric and Malak had thought it would. It was simply a sleeveless shirt and knee length pants. However, her shins from the knee to the foot and her forearms from the elbow to the fingertips were bound. Her feet were also bare, and she had a large ponytail.
When all was said and done, Malak was locked away, and Maric was kicked from the prison. He didn’t know where to go, but he was determined to get back in there and get his sister out. He went in the direction of the area where he knew the Secret Service Base was and was not terribly surprised when he saw the rest of his group there, except Katara Altina II. It took him effort to find the place, and the only reason he found it was because he had been there with Prince Reyson and his sister Malak previously.
Eventually he got everything explained, and wondered how they had gotten out. They said that after a few questions had been answered, they were simply let go.
“Definitely one of Ayumi’s gambits,” said Tenoko, “I’ve been in many of them myself. I personally wish I could watch Sanaki Li Chan pack a wallop on her—Fire Lady and Fire Lady;”
“About that,” Maric remarked, and then told her about Ayumi’s ancestry.
“She’s WHAT,” Tenoko gawked, deliberately spewing her drink in Alzar’s face, who also looked shocked.
“Tenoko, pull yourself together woman,” Alzar snapped, “It means she’s somehow related to ME, not you.”
“No, no,” said Tenoko, “I got that. You said something about her holding Malak in that ramble of yours, son. I ain’t going to sit for that. That’s my daughter. Ayumi’s got no rights to take her.”
“You think that’d sway her,” Maric exclaimed, “I tried that same thing. I’m the one to blame, not her.”
“Well what are we waiting for then,” said Tenoko, standing up and grabbing Maric’s hand, “lead the way. We’re going in.”
“Are you nuts,” Zeruda exclaimed, “going straight in without a plan or anything of that matter?”
“Aye, of course I am,” Tenoko replied, “and as such, Maric and I are going to skedaddle on over there. We’re winging this thing happy go-lucky style. I want my daughter back, and nothing’s standing in my way.”
Maric didn’t seem too keen on this, but he did want to rescue his sister, so naturally, he went with Tenoko.
“Blimey, that woman’s going to get herself killed,” Koara remarked, “what’s she thinking going straight in there like that?”
“She’s thinking that she wants her child back,” said Iresu, “and the stubbornness of a probably drunken Water Chief might also be in there somewhere; who’d be surprised?”
“Well,” said Zeruda, “she’s going to get herself and her son killed. We should follow her in case we’re needed.”
“Or perhaps,” said Zinjamyn, “she’s not going to just burst in, but rather sneak in and then make herself known.”
“Who’s to predict the tactics of Tenoko Dragmire?” Shinon chuckled, “I mean: I for one never would have thought that she had known Ayumi that long; who knows what else she’s hiding inside that head of hers...”
“A drunken mind, and a genius one at that,” Royota laughed, “I suppose this time we should just let fate run its course. Tenoko was much like you, Koara—never cared if she was killed.”
“Aye, isn’t she?” Koara chuckled, “well, if she’s got luck like mine, she’ll definitely be coming back, Malak in her arms.”
Tenoko certainly seemed to have luck on her side. Maric was able to lead him from the place he and Malak had been.
“Tenoko,” Maric asked, still used to addressing her this way as opposed to as his mother, “do you know of a woman named Azula Caroso?”
“Azula Caroso,” Tenoko exclaimed, “No, no I haven’t. Who is she?”
“She’s apparently a Zuroc Sensei hired by The Order,” Maric replied, “and she’s the one that Ayumi put over Malak.”
“Azula, eh,” Tenoko asked, “named after that legendary Fire Princess who lived over 1000 years ago?”
“That’s what she said,” Maric replied, “and she’s powerful. I don’t think she’s necessarily an avid Order supporter, but rather, she seems to work for the highest bidder—or that was what I got from seeing her.”
“I see,” Tenoko replied, “well that’s just dandy, mate. Then perhaps I can nip a gold piece or two from Zak-Zak to talk her into getting my daughter out of the grasp of that b...”
“She’s strong;” Maric warned, “all she did; was grip Malak’s elbows with her fingers and she was able to render her unable to escape.”
“Then we’re in for some competition,” Tenoko replied, “that’s not about to stop me. Are you still with me?”
“Aye, err... mom;” Maric replied, glancing at her; she literally had just left, for although she had her warrior’s clothes still on [as always], “but I think we could have planned this out a little better; I mean; you literally just walked out. You’re still barefoot.”
Tenoko looked down at her bare feet, “so I am, son,” she remarked, chuckling, “you’ve got a good eye.”
“Mom,” said Maric flatly, “you’re eccentric.”
“It’s a gift, my boy, it’s a gift.” Tenoko replied proudly “but let’s worry about that later. First we’ve got to get your sister out of there.”
“So what’s the plan exactly?” Maric asked,
“We make it up as we go,” Tenoko replied, “we first need to find out where Malak is, ‘coz bursting into the wrong place would be rather embarrassing; don’t ya think?”
“Not to mention get us killed anyways,” Maric muttered under his breath,
“Didn’t hear that,” Tenoko chuckled, “I assume you said aye.”
Maric just decided to shrug and go with the flow. Tenoko continued up until they were just outside the area where Malak was. However, they wanted to know a more exact location for her, so they began scouting around outside the walls, as not to get caught inside them.
“I’m glad you came with me, Maric,” she said, as the two of them took shelter for the night, “you were right about me not properly thinking this through, but spirits above, THAT’S MY DAUGHTER!!!”
“And that’s why I came,” Maric replied proudly, “because she’s also my sister, and I want her back just as much as you do.”
Mother and son curled up and went to sleep, hoping that they would soon be able to find and rescue Malak. Regardless, they had put themselves into a position where they just decided to Go With The Flow.
~Azula~