flammatory: ((emo) in chains)
Zuko · 蘇科 ([personal profile] flammatory) wrote in [community profile] vatheon2012-04-07 08:27 pm

☀ 02, log

Who: Zuko and whoever wants in! OPEN.
When: Sometime this week, whenever.
Where: Around the island.
Format: Action tags, please?
Warnings: None! Not even swearing for this guy, at least.

on the beach.
[It's early morning at the beach, and the sun is glinting across the waves, a darker blue-green contrast to the pale white-blue of the sky. The air feels light and crisp, salty, this early in spring; but regardless of how cold it is, it's still the best time to firebend in the morning.

Which is what Zuko's doing. He has a very practiced, sharply punctuated style of martial arts, because it is literally a form of kung fu. He sweeps across the sand, plumes and waves of fire preceding him. He's frowning with concentration, but focused as he is, he's aware enough to notice someone approaching. He knows the beach is more or less public, and doesn't want to catch anyone with fire accidentally.]


in the village.
[Later on in the day in early afternoon, the clouds are starting to roll through and cast gray over the island. Zuko's taking the chance to dig through the rubble in the abandoned village, and anyone walking by might hear him grumbling from within a half-collapsed building.]

Ow! Stupid beam... [Yeah, he just hit his head on a structural beam. His life is hard.]

at the harbor.
[Once evening comes, though, Zuko is back to his preferred default activity: brooding. He's standing near the edge of the pier, staring out into the ocean with a pensive expression. He's trying to be blank and neutral, but it's undeniably not working; there is a darker, preoccupied cast to him.

It matches the fact that by now the cloud cover has become more of a carpet across the sky, and the fading light is weak and dreary over the roiling water.]
messianic: (To perfect loss or perfect gain.)

Village!

[personal profile] messianic 2012-04-08 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
[He hasn't been up here in awhile, but he would like to see the sun a bit--

the irony being, of course, that it's cloudy.

Huh.

Well he's not one to waste a day, so he's strolling, though he pulls off his headphones when he sees someone hit his head--

welp.]


Are you alright?
serpentslain: (the hell...)

Beach

[personal profile] serpentslain 2012-04-08 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Shura's sprawled on the sand, using her exorcist coat as a beach towel as she gets a nice head start on her summertime tan. Eyes half-lidded, she lets out a relaxed sigh as she soaks up some greatly missed sunlight...

...when she hears the breathy whirl of a plume of fire over her head.]


The hell?

[She jerks upright, scanning the shore until she catches sight of Zuko several yards down from her. She rests her head on her bent knees and watches him practice with an interested smirk.]
watcheshisrear: (fond gaze)

in the village

[personal profile] watcheshisrear 2012-04-08 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
How's it going in there?

[ Her tone is decidedly good-natured. She sets down the planks she'd been carrying. Fixing up the run down village was something of a pretty serious project to start, and it kept her busy. A few moments later, and he's got the redhead peeking inside the half-collapsed building. ]

Not as great as you'd like, I take it.
rainbowarch: (☈ - Oh sure let's just ask them nicely)

Harbor!

[personal profile] rainbowarch 2012-04-08 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[To Cielo, the island is a wonderful place to visit regardless of time of day or weather. His usual destination is, of course, the beach, but this evening, he feels like exploring other areas of the island. Once the elevator doors open, he transforms and takes flight, deciding that he wants to look at the harbor.

It makes him think of the cruise ship, even though there is no cruise ship there.

As he goes down for a landing, he's surprised to smell a person there, and he lands at the beginning of the pier and reverts back to human form. Sure enough, there is someone standing there. Might as well say hi. He walks along the pier, making sure his footsteps are loud enough for the other person to hear.]


Hello.
tsundyne: (!official: so pretty)

harbor c:

[personal profile] tsundyne 2012-04-08 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
[The island is always a good place to get some fresh air, and Yukari actually likes it a lot. It helps her clear her mind, especially in the evenings and at night, when you can see the moon. After all she's gone through with its phases, you wouldn't think she'd want to--but having a reminder of home isn't always such a bad thing.

Sometimes she'll drag Minato with her, too, but most of the times she's by herself, like tonight.

And then she sees someone standing at the end of the pier as she walks by. She has to get a bit closer to recognize who it is.
]


Zuko?
donotcomprehend: (follow the Leader)

harbor

[personal profile] donotcomprehend 2012-04-08 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[After being shown the beach by Serph and Cielo, Gale has taken what time he can to come up to the island and see more of it. This time, his only intent had been to see more of the beach and the surrounding area.

He'd noticed Zuko on the pier before he even started to walk down it, but he hadn't seen it as any reason to stop his exploration. He doesn't mean to stay long, but it's not a good idea to completely invade someone'sbrooding space without warning, so when he gets close, Gale nods.]


Hello.
sonlight: (got jesus on my neck-a-luss-us-us)

Beach!

[personal profile] sonlight 2012-04-08 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[A curious pup approaches!

...And continues approaching. At the pace he's going, he'll be "too close for comfort" pretty soon. But then again, he's also not making any effort to hide himself of approach from behind! Feel free to scold him or shoo him off, but he's pretty intent on getting a front row seat for this. He finds Zuko's fancy footwork to be quite impressive, after all!]
ex_fintastic398: (pic#2223464)

[personal profile] ex_fintastic398 2012-04-18 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Feferi is smart enough to stand back when she sees fire, stopping in her early morning trek across the beach. She's been collecting shells, evidenced by the satchel at her side. (She could just captchalogue them, but they don't make satisfying clinking noises in her sylladex.) She stops to observe, not wanting to interrupt, and also to not get caught on fire, something that isn't very high on her list of things to do. ]