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{VOICE POST}
Jun. 18th, 2009 11:03 am[When the audio switches on, the first thing to be heard is Azula's ragged and shaky breathing-- she still sounds upset and agitated, but at least she isn't audibly crying anymore]
Dark. Give me back my feather. I'm leaving. You can't keep me here; you can't--
It's not your decision. I'm going back there and I want all of you to leave me ALONE!
( OOC )
Dark. Give me back my feather. I'm leaving. You can't keep me here; you can't--
It's not your decision. I'm going back there and I want all of you to leave me ALONE!
( OOC )
