|It is true what they say: 'Make flowers, not decisions...'|
Trust For a Masked Man Chp: 1Taking hold of her parka, she pulled it off and threw it down on the other side of the room in a careless fashion. Letting out a long sigh, she rubbed her eyes that stung slightly from being open for so long without a hint of sleep and stripped herself down to her under wrappings. She’d been longing for the feeling of a nice warm bed and at least five to six hours of rest, though she could go for much more.
They had just arrived at Ba Sing Se while running away from the Fire Army. Spending one’s day running for countless hours and then having to sleep on the cold ground certainly wasn’t an ideal way of life; not to mention having to do this for over a week and a half. Barely, just barely, had they managed to have the Fire Nation lose them on a false trail and arrive at Ba Sing Se. It was a place they hadn’t exactly expected them to go, and thankfully many of the inhabitants were already hostile enough towards the Fire Nation that they would hold out a while
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