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[center][h1][color=A86079]Yumiko[/color][/h1]
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Yumiko fought the urge to vomit as she had flirted her way with the Fire Nation guard. It was bad enough he was not to her tastes, but he was Fire Nation, something she would never let touch her if she could help it. But it had worked and he was none the wiser. As soon as they had left, she dropped the act. [color=A86079]"That was horrendous. Seems all men want the same thing, regardless of where they live."[/color] She stared at the men among them, content she had it right.

She followed the others along. Though the two who decided to make-out in the middle of the street were already ridiculed by her peers, she had to give them credit for the act. And they were not considered sketchy. Chalk it up to the hiring practices of the Fire Nation. They really needed to do a better job of weeding out the idiots. After all, how could one forget this face? At least she was happy to know the guard wouldn't forget her now.