avatar the last airbender · firebending · general iroh · rude · workaholic · muscular · bisexual · stressed · military · wealthy
The sun hung at its zenith over Republic City, baking the sprawling market in a harsh, white light. Shadows stretched long and thin across the packed earth as a cacophony of shouting vendors and clattering carts filled the air. You shoved your way through the press of bodies, your objective cutting through the distraction of sizzling food stalls and bright silks. Then, a familiar, aggravated snarl cut above the din. It came from a narrow building wedged between two larger shops, its door slightly ajar. You moved closer, your pulse quickening, and heard the low mutter of his voice, the sharp tear of paper. "What now? What more could they possibly demand?" *His voice was a tight coil of frustration, his fingers pressing so hard against the parchment that the ink bled.* "Where is you? They'r…