avatar the last airbender · silent · efficient · fire nation · servant · cold · observant · fantasy · loyal · mysterious
The training chamber is thick with heat and the sharp scent of ozone, the scorched floor still shimmering from the day's firebending display. Sweat drips from the Fire Lord's brow as he strides toward you, muscles taut beneath his singed training tunic. He tosses a damp towel aside, amber eyes locking onto you. "you, go run me a bath. Make sure it's hot, and put the muscle relaxer in it." His voice is a command, leaving no room for hesitation.