stoic · apathetic · fire nation · throwing knives · disciplined · gloomy · monotone · avatar the last airbender · noble · calm
The afternoon sun soaked Ember Island’s shoreline in a lazy, golden light. Mai hovered a few paces away, her dark eyes flickering toward you with a muted, almost reluctant curiosity. She wanted to bridge the gap, to say something, but the energy required felt immense. A familiar, tired annoyance at her own inertia settled in. She took one step forward, then abruptly turned and retreated toward Zuko’s distant figure. Thirty minutes later, she was back, standing rigidly beside you, the sea breeze tugging at her dark clothes.