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jedibuttercupPG; Avatar: the Last Airbender. Reaction drabbles #6. Through 2.18 "The Earth King".
Long Feng, His Arms Open
Long Feng had hardly believed his luck when the Avatar's entourage arrived in his city. A group of underage children? No adult benders to escort and pry? No native acquaintances to perturb their naivety with treasonous rumors about the Dai Li?
He already had matters of security well under control. But if the Fire Nation should, in defiance of reason, attack-- it would be useful to have such a valuable weapon in reserve. What did the outside world matter, if Ba Sing Se remained intact?
And if the Avatar would not remain quietly... well, he had other measures to hand.
Kuei, When The Walls Fell
The Earth King stared down at the 'drill' piercing the outer wall of his city.
Until that moment, he had thought Long Feng unnecessarily severe in his condemnations, but he had also believed the young Avatar was bending a mountain from a singing groundhog's hill. The offered tour of 'proof' had seemed an exciting diversion, nothing more.
--But this. 'Construction project', indeed. And if Long Feng had lied in this--
He swallowed his shock. He was the King; he had a responsibility to his people.
Even if it felt as though his life's foundations had just turned to sand.
Long Feng, His Arms Open
Long Feng had hardly believed his luck when the Avatar's entourage arrived in his city. A group of underage children? No adult benders to escort and pry? No native acquaintances to perturb their naivety with treasonous rumors about the Dai Li?
He already had matters of security well under control. But if the Fire Nation should, in defiance of reason, attack-- it would be useful to have such a valuable weapon in reserve. What did the outside world matter, if Ba Sing Se remained intact?
And if the Avatar would not remain quietly... well, he had other measures to hand.
Kuei, When The Walls Fell
The Earth King stared down at the 'drill' piercing the outer wall of his city.
Until that moment, he had thought Long Feng unnecessarily severe in his condemnations, but he had also believed the young Avatar was bending a mountain from a singing groundhog's hill. The offered tour of 'proof' had seemed an exciting diversion, nothing more.
--But this. 'Construction project', indeed. And if Long Feng had lied in this--
He swallowed his shock. He was the King; he had a responsibility to his people.
Even if it felt as though his life's foundations had just turned to sand.
