Quick little oneshot for @unorthodoxx-page ‘s A Tale Of Spirits! I wanted to explore the tense relationship slowly forming between Azula and Donnie. And Donnie’s issues with sensory that he likely has to hide.
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The first time Azula noticed it, she passed it off as the spirit’s typical antisocial and self-important demeanor.
This time, however, it's clearly something more.
The first time they were in a royal procession. Spirit and Princess paraded around the city to show off the Fire Nation’s power. Both in large, open palanquins so that the onlookers may be graced with their presence. Azula was bored, it was a typical routine since Donatello had appeared. She glanced at the spirit on the adjacent palanquin and was surprised to see him unusually stiff.
There was an accompanying band this precession, and some children waving sparklers and cheering. Donatello squinted at the sights and sounds, seemingly annoyed. Azula took it as his regular distaste for the Fire Nation and its people.
The second time, Azula, Mai, Ty Lee, and the Spirit are walking through a bustling market. Their bodyguards are covertly stationed everywhere around them, but it doesn’t seem to dim the lively place. Azula hopes to gain information better this way, the group hooded and concealing their status. Peddlers try and shove their goods in their faces, street performers dazzle cheering onlookers, people argue and haggle, and street musicians are stationed everywhere to get a quick buck. It's all very chaotic and loud.
Don’t even get started on all the smells and flashing colors. The gutters reek of refuse, while everywhere is bombarded with smells of spiced meats and perfumes. Azula herself finds it too much for her tastes.
“How much longer do we have to search around this dump?” Mai complained, she never was one for outings.
“I think it's fun! Everythings so.. Lively!” Ty Lee chipped in, much to the glower of her friend.
Azula finished interrogating a fishmonger for any information he may have received and turned to give her posse a short speech on patience when she finally noticed him. The Spirit was as far into the hood as he could, his face pulled into a subtle grimace. He’s uncomfortable, she could tell as much.
Why didn’t she notice sooner? He was usually always prattling on and lecturing to her, showing off his strange knowledge. But he hasn’t said a word since they started walking around. Very well, she can be benevolent.
“We’re done here, guards, to me.” Within mere seconds the five bodyguards which were previously discrete seemed to practically teleport to her position. “Gather information on the avatar, question anyone you might think might have intel.” She sent the chosen guard away, then ordered the other to ready a coach. The spirit was quiet the whole time as well. Even the other two seemed to notice something was amiss.
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“Aren’t you going to say thank you?” Azula prodded Donatello, the pair had been riding silently for nearly 15 minutes beforehand.
The spirit drew in a slow breath, then released it. He still seemed uncomfortable. “For what?” He deadpanned, but there was a subtle bite to the words she didn’t expect.
“For getting you out of there, of course, it's clear you don’t like crowds. Though I expected a Great Spirit to able to handle more than some rowdy shopkeepers.” Azula smiled, her words lacked the venom they spat though.
“I don’t need your pity.”
Now THAT was a surprise, no comeback? No scathing remark? She had hit a weak spot. Azula pushed further. “I never said I pitied you, you just looked so sad out there, I figured it was the least I could do for such a powerful being” Azula teased. She watched as he practically raised his hackles. The two fingers that had been previously tapping his knee the whole time instead gripped his pants in a moment of anger.
He released his grip and sighed. His palm gently hit his face and dragged downward in a show of annoyance. “Listen, Azula, I don’t do well with large crowds. Is that what you wanted me to say?” His question came more as a sign that this conversation was over. Azula took it. “Very well then, I’ll make sure the fire priests know.”
She always had to have the last laugh, after all.
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Azula entered the spirit’s room without knocking. The fire priests came to her saying that he had shut everyone out of his dwelling on threat of death. Strange.
Donatello was wrapped in a blanket on the floor in the corner of his room. It was dead silent save for the muffled noise of some strange grating music coming through the device he always wore on his head. He was gently rocking back and forth, clearly, he had not heard her. He stared fixated on the floor, and only when he sensed her movement did he shoot up straight to his feet.
He was furious.
“Get. Out.” He practically growled the words. His gaze pierced right through her.
Azula practically shivered. “Apologies dear Great Spirit, but you can’t threaten the Fire Sages like that.” She tried to lighten the mood.
“Five.” He had never sounded so angry.
“What are you saying?” Azula began to back up.
“Four” by now she had gotten the idea.
She was out of the room by “two”.
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When Donatello left his room finally, it had been two days. It was only to pluck some food and drink from the apologetic offerings the sages had left before slamming the door. Azula had been putting up with his sulking since the terrifying encounter. But now she had to confront him. He couldn’t stay cooped up in there forever.
And she needed to apologize.
Of course, it's only strategic, the sages had been in a frenzy at Azula since her breach of his boundaries. They were praying profusely for her to not be cursed or sentenced to death. It's not her fault. Right?
Two knuckles softly rapped at the spirit’s door, the guards stationed on either side had been sent away. She didn’t know why she felt the need to do that, but it was already done.
“Donatello. You are required to leave your living quarters at some point.” She kept her voice stern, but not cruel. There was no answer.
“You can’t stay cooped in there forever, the sages are going crazy from your little stunt.” Shift the blame on him, that always works. Sure.
No answer.
Azula sighed. “Listen, I’m sorry alright? I should have asked to come in. I breached your privacy. I, Azula, Princess of the Fire Nation and daughter of Firelord Ozai, apologize.”
For a moment Azula thought that she was just talking to air. Several long seconds dragged on. Azula readied to leave when the door slowly creaked open. Looking down at her was a rather tired spirit wrapped in a silk robe.
“I accept your apology.” And with that, he turned away. However, leaving the door open as an invitation.
Azula took it.
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I have consumed your entire ew au and I have 2 thoughts:
1 karai is v azula coded fr fr
2 why did three never make V and him a way to communicate? In the show they have communicators(? If I'm remembering correctly) and it's kinda implied donnie made their phones too? He could've sold it to Draxum as a thing to give to Leo so he would have more of an opportunity to sell Leo on like, "joining the draxum army to take over the world" and he needs to see how far the signal can go? And then he can give one to Leo and one to V and they can chat : 3 (i may have been spinning this idea in my head for a day or two forgive my basically fanfiction of your au)
1. I hadn’t realized it as I was deciding on her personality, but lol yes it has been pointed out! Maybe she’ll get to have her own feral girl-boss phase.
2. I think even if Three had thought to make Vee a way for them to communicate, he’d be too paranoid about Draxum finding out about it and punishing him for it. Also Draxum doesn’t subscribe to the notion that Vee and Three even talk. They keep things close to the vest in front of Drax, because Draxum considers Vee to be so much machine—something like a familial relationship would only be a distraction that he wouldn’t allow. So they hide how close and friendly they are when he’s around.
And as for giving one to Leo, I think Draxum could tell that anything offered, would’ve been flat out rejected. After Three would’ve reported on how unreceptive Leo was to any of his attempts at communicating, during Draxum and Saki’s first meeting, it would be clear they’d have to take a subtle approach at winning him over, if they ever even could.
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I truly hate to be this person: when will a tale of spirits update again?
i love your writing so so much, I read everything up to bread crumbs all at once sometime on July and it sPARKED THE SEROTONIN OH MY GOODNESS ALL MY BABIES ARE MAKING FRIENDS and I have been checking literally every week since if it’s updated.
Good writing takes time but is there like a date you’re aiming for to release the next chapter? Soon? Mayhaps? An earlier post said chaps 20 and 21 were in the works and my hopes were high.
of course of course of course run on your own time and take as long as you need until your happy w it. But a vague goal for release or confirmation of hiatus would be so appreciated bc I just re read the most recent chapter and I am TREMBLING with anticipation srsly thank you so much for bringing this fic into the world I love it so much
sorry for the long ask!! Basically any form of an update would be stupendous
So, A Tale of Spirits timeline update! Chapter 20's probably going to be released within the next sevenish days (Yay!) After that, there will be another hiatus (not too long, maybe a month and some change) and then the next update will be the whole thing. And when I say the whole thing, I mean the WHOLE thing. Like, switching the status from in progress to complete lol
It's going to be one massive update, and I'm being honest this time lol. That's what's been slowing me down outside of regular life. The overall rearranging, rewriting, and scrapping of certain aspects of the Fic.
Anyway, when chapter 20 drops that '20/?' will show the total amount of chapters for the story so you guys know what to expect.
And again, just to reiterate, the update after Chapter 20 will be the ENTIRE thing. I'll even make an 'update imminent' post the day/night before the uploading begins.
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