Dream action, backdated.

[whatturmoil]

[Zuko now has everything he's ever wanted, which is quite sad, really, because nothing he has in his dream world is real, and he understands that. He sits, legs crossed, at the turtleduck pond in the palace gardens. He has no scar, and his hair is tied back neatly in a much more royal style. The young man seems conflicted. Idly he feeds the hybrid animals. His mother, for the moment, isn't with him.]

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[airshipswank]

[ Yes, yes, of course, but that's hardly relevant, is it? Protocol ought to exist everywhere, but... then again, Buckingham has come to experience that, alas, with no land and no riches there is little to back his title up.

And so! A slightly different line of questioning: ]

The Fire Nation or this Fire Nation?

[ He gestures around them. ]

im late sorry bbbbb

[whatturmoil]

..Both.

NO WORRIES NO WORRIES

[airshipswank]

Now that I'm afraid will require an explanation, Your Highness.

[ Secretly he is also hoping for an explanation why a prince could possibly be so glum, but hey, first things first. ]