Journal of Princess Azula

[Meet Azula, at long last. After leaving the infirmary, she had the arduous task of finding her room, as she understood she had one. It required locating a door that looked familiar to her. Since then? She has found a journal, and she's figured out how to use it, and she's been watching all of you, quietly collecting herself, and preparing to address the Barge as a whole. That time has finally come, and save for the fact that her hair is tied back fully away from her face to hide the cutting she's had to do in order to make it symmetrical again, those who know her may recognize that she's very nearly as she was before her unfortunate end. Forcibly so, in fact.]

Clever. I'll hand this elusive Admiral that much, at least. If you want to cage a Fire Bender, completely removing the Sun would definitely be the first step to take. [She shrugs, her body language suggesting conversational coolness] A bit extreme, you must admit, but I'd love to know how exactly he managed it.

[Pfeh. Waving that off]

Not that it matters. All of this will change once this ship lands somewhere, and I'm led to understand that this happens quite regularly.

[She steeples her fingers in front of her thoughtfully.]

But for now, I have questions. Particularly to do with what happened a couple days ago.