[ Zuko found himself in one of the city's libraries that afternoon, he figured if anywhere could confirm his suspicions that here there was no bending, it was here.
After gathering an armful of history books he shuffled towards the reading area, trying to keep his head down. That he was supposed to be a rich man's son was well known, and it seemed like anywhere he went he ran into someone who wanted to spin him a yarn about life and impart a pearl of wisdom or two.
Focusing on hurrying he rounded a corner a little too quickly his shoulder colliding with the arm of a stranger. ]
Hey! [ He sounded almost affronted but caught himself quickly, huffing a breath underneath his mask. He was trying to be better at being good. ] Sorry.
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After gathering an armful of history books he shuffled towards the reading area, trying to keep his head down. That he was supposed to be a rich man's son was well known, and it seemed like anywhere he went he ran into someone who wanted to spin him a yarn about life and impart a pearl of wisdom or two.
Focusing on hurrying he rounded a corner a little too quickly his shoulder colliding with the arm of a stranger. ]
Hey! [ He sounded almost affronted but caught himself quickly, huffing a breath underneath his mask. He was trying to be better at being good. ] Sorry.