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[h3]Ba Sing Se, Outside Eight Paths Prison[/h3]

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	[color=f7941d]“Sure, I could do offense-” [/color]Clapping her hands to her ears Huo winced as someone nearby suddenly bellowed to an unbelievable scale. Vibrations rippled down the street rattling teacups off their display shelves and sending them to a shattering doom on the wooden floor below. Shaking off her surprise Huo cast about for a moment trying to locate the source, but no clear indicator was available. It seemed to her it’d erupted spontaneously, from every direction. [color=f7941d]“Who in the world was that, they ought to hire him to sound the alarm from now on. It’s better than that irritating bell.”[/color] Huo wiggled a finger in her ear, recollecting her thoughts. [color=f7941d]“So, you can do Wave? Wow, hey you wouldn’t mind showing me after this would you? I mean, I can do a little Mountain, but Wave…”[/color] Every fire bender worth their flame knew a little of the acclaimed combat styles. Huo was no exception, but basic understanding paled in comparison to physical martial prowess. Hopefully Zhen wasn’t counting on her form to carry them through a fight. Huo’s personal battle strategy consisted of little more than throwing fire about randomly until the enemy was burned. She’d used it to great success against a ruffian once before, but against a properly trained and armored opponent? Well that’d be a first for her.

	Huo placed her open palm and fist came together at the knuckles and wrist, forming the traditional symbol of Fire. Her eyes followed Zhen’s every movement as she studied his form with an almost jealous zeal. Her own upbringing left her null and void of formal training, her only knowledge was that which she gleaned off watching others from a distance. Loosening and stretching her fingers Huo copied Zhen’s actions to the best of her ability, planting her feet and tensing her muscles. Jaw set she inwardly searched for every wrong done to her by An and his cohorts. From her fallen father to the lost Avatar, and her own struggles within Ba Sing Se and the wider Earth Kingdom. Every drop of anger she possessed was amassed onto the inferno until warmth permeated every aspect of her body and soul.

	Then Laoshan rocketed past.

	All semblance of coherent concentration vanished in an instant. Huo glared after the former monk in open mouthed shock, mere irritation replacing her crumbling anger. Was that one of the air benders? His passing billowed her hair answering her unspoken question and systematically doused her inner fire to a demoralizing degree. Huo’s gaze went from the filthy air bender, to Zhen, and at last to the oncoming earth bending General in rapid succession, the separate puzzle pieces haphazardly falling together. [color=f7941d]“Hey wait come back here, we need you!” [/color]Huo rounded taking one step after the tattered monk before changing her mind and coming back to form full three sixty. Stopping beside Zhen she jerked a thumb at the rapidly departing Laoshan. [color=f7941d]“He’s getting away Zhen! Come on you’ve got to be faster than me, catch him. I’ll hold off miss earthy over there.” [/color]Not waiting to see if Zhen even agreed to her tactic Huo darted forward towards the General, slamming her feet down and sweeping her fists together in a wide arc. Flames erupted from her hands in small orange clouds, expanding into a searing trails like a wave crashing upon the shore of some distant ocean. Releasing the burning energy from her control Huo sent the dual fire blasts spinning down the street, arcing rapidly in the general direction of the oncoming General.

	 Huo wasn’t that great of a shot.

	One fizzled out of existence before it even hit anything, and the second slammed into a firewood cart, the concussive blast sending glowing embers and bits of bark scattering everywhere. Her face growing a brighter crimson then her garb, Huo sheepishly hoped no one had been watching too closely. Determined to redeem herself for the initial failed assault Huo skidded to a halt, rooting herself on the cobblestoned street and sweeping her arm about. Slamming one hand into her outstretched bicep Huo closed her second fist, using it to direct a third blazing plume straight towards her target.