8/27/17

zerotohiro: (Bot fighter ready)
[Ice cream has now officially been tainted by robots. Great. Perfect. This is the only thing that could happen on Moron Island that Hiro rules as being totally ridiculous and he hauls himself off to the jungle after the execution before anybody can notice he's gone. He spends time among the trees and down by the oasis and cavern, picking up rocks, shells, whatever he can fit into his pocket.

It's as the sun's setting that he finds himself down at an isolated place on the beach, sitting in the sand and sweater next to him holding the shells and rocks. He's hardly paying attention to his surroundings anymore as he hauls back, angrily throwing stones into the ocean. Stupid island. Stupid rules. Stupid...everything.

He's ready to throw another rock when he notices the shadows changing behind him. He pauses to look up, spotting Akira standing there and he gives him a blank look. He can't say he's surprised to see him, but simultaneously he doesn't know what to say.

So. He settles for throwing the rock with a short scowl.]


Hey.
zerotohiro: (More trouble than they're worth)
[He's not sure how long he's sitting on the beach. Time doesn't even mean anything anymore, not when it isn't nine hours of actual hell, nine hours of failure, nine hours of wasted opportunity. So he sits at the beach throwing rocks and shells into the ocean, trying to allow his mind to go blank and finding it impossible.

It's his own curse, in a way. Not being able to shut his brain off.

It's why he constantly talks, constantly questions, constantly moves. It's why he finds himself eventually getting up and heading back toward the main part of the island with the huts and everything and it's how he finds himself noticing someone ahead. He's a bit surprised to see her alone, but he doesn't mind. Instead, he moves in to settle next to her even temporarily.]


...Zuko's going to be fine. [A "hi" would have worked just as well, but.]