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Azula hadn't had alot of luck with the Sensoriums before, typically they reflected her own shattered psych and that was miserable for her on every level.

But with Zuko's help ~~sucker~~ Azula had found ways to calm her mind when it began whirling too fast.

It was all about fire, the life giver, the destroyer. The fire inside her that kept her going.

And so she entered the Sensorium today with a controlled confident walk and brought the world up around her.

Fire Nation Capital during the Fire Days Festival had always been one of Azula's favorite times in the past. She could walk through the festival with respect and without fear. People moved to let her pass, she never had to stand in line for the things she wanted to buy and the entertainment was always top class.

And it didn't hurt that she had gone to more then a few of these with Mai and Ty Lee.

Still this recreation didn't fill her with the warmth and nostalgia she had been hoping for. She moved through the crowd of simulations quietly and felt something else, something different and all together unpleasant.

Regret? Homesick?

The stalls of colorful masks and puppets, spicy food and beautiful trinkets did little distract her from this and she turned her eyes to the sky as beautiful golden paper lanterns glistened and began to lift into the sky powered by the flames of her people.

"How many of you even wondered where I vanished to?" She wondered out loud though none of them made notice. "Did even one of you object to his rule? Or were you all too pathetic and cowardly to even consider getting involved in your own futures?"

She looked back to the lights in the sky and tried to focus on the fire again. Even if this simulation wasn't pleasing her she wouldn't let her own delicate mental state ruin her festival.

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If Morgan didn't think of a 'spiritual sense', it was because to him there was no difference whatsoever between perceptions of it. It was what it was.

"With training, we can use chi for any number of different purposes. That's how I put those two to sleep in the middle of a fight, for example. So I could use fire... just not as well as you can, clearly."

"In time perhaps." She was playing coy now, "If I feel like helping you. After all there's only so much I have to gain." More importantly she didn't know just what she would have to gain from teaching others except possibly a new rival someday. After all hadn't she surpassed every teacher she'd ever had?

"I could always try my most charming smile," he said, smiling one that might have made a top ten list. "But I can't imagine you'd think I was so selfish as to not offer you some insight in return. I do know a few things about martial arts myself, after all!"

He thought he was so clever.

"Oh very well. If nothing else I can use you for exercise." She smirked right back at him signalling that this was all about her and he better not forget it.

"Oh, the comments I could make to that."

Not that that was his goal, here (though he wasn't unaware that she was attractive, either). He actually welcomed her attitude as something of a challenge. Anyone could teach, or learn from, someone eager and willing, but a coy girl with a large ego? This could only be enlightening!