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A Thinly Veiled Excuse For a Strip-Tease
It was a bit on the late side when Azula walked into the darkened hotel room. She and Ty Lee had gone off to do separate things earlier that evening- knowing Ty Lee, she had probably gone off clubbing with boys, or whatever it was that she did on her own in a strange city- and while it was nearing midnight, Azula seriously doubted that she would have returned to the room before her. That was why she didn't bother turning on the lights to make sure that the room was empty before she stripped off her clothes and walked across the room in her underwear, to where her robe was hanging on the back of the bathroom door.

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Reaching her hand out, she tugged lightly at the bottom of Ty Lee's braid, undoing the tie. "Why don't you ever wear your hair down?"
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... But then Azula realized that she was staring, and averted her gaze.
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Her robe was still revealing a little bit more than it normally did. She didn't really notice, and therefore didn't think to close it.
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"That better?"
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