Author's Note: The Face-Stealer drabbles and fics were written in a series of blind requests. People gave me a character name and a "yes" or "no", not knowing why or that their answer would define if the character they requested fell to Koh. I wanted to try my hand at writing Koh and various other characters to challenge myself, and greatly enjoyed the process.
She wears a mask without expression. It's something she's perfected; she's had years of practice. It's her only defense here; she doesn't dare use her blades against him. Well, not yet, anyway. He's growing angry. Her legs are starting to ache from standing so long, but not a flicker of that shows. Her lips part and she heaves a sigh, but lets no expression cross her features.
"Are you done?" Her voice is a drawl.
Koh's eyes narrow and his face changes again, all blue and striped with white, murderous red eyes trying to pierce through her. She closes her own pale eyes to hide the barest stir in them because this new face makes her think of Zuko… Koh knows. He smirks.
"Have I touched a nerve?"
She opens her eyes again. She's smiling in her mind. She never even saw it in person…
"Just a mask."
Koh chuckles. It's disturbing.
"He'll come."
"So this is a trap?"
He smirks. She almost does. Zuko knows better.
She folds her arms, hip cocking slightly, and she lets her eyes wander the walls and ceiling. He can laugh all he wants; behind her mask, she's laughing too.
"You picked the wrong bait."