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IV. Lipstick
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"You want this one?" Ty Lee offers, picking out a lip-paint jar smaller than her palm.
Azula eyes the color and then shakes her head. Ty Lee picks out another… and gets another no. She traded lipstick with Azula, but Azula does not want a decent exchange.
The princess is too busy looking at the foot traffic of Caldera. They sit on a bench, watching the world go by. Or, at least, they set out to do that. After a strange dinner date, they let the sun set, the moon rise and now watch from the light of the street-lamps.
They point out people. Make fun of them.
But every time Ty Lee goes digging around in her bag with infinite lipstick, Azula is looking at her.
Because she is much more beautiful than anyone who could ever walk by.
Ty Lee, however, has no need to know that.