Rating: K plus
Genre: Urzai First Meeting
Summary: When she meets Ozai, Ursa causes quite the scandal. But phoenixes do not concern themselves with the whispers of lower creatures.
A stir in the crowd.
Ursa turns to look as the people's heads dip suddenly, and she sees the cause of their disturbance. Prince Ozai has arrived. He glides across the ground in that way only nobles can do, and everyone else prostrates before him. Ursa almost does the same - she has heard the rumors about him. Cold. Aloof. The classic Fire Nation noble. - but then their eyes meet. He mirrors her. The same odium, the same thirst for revenge against the world. Something has broken him. Society maybe. It tried to break her.
She straightens up again. Phoenix does not bow to phoenix.
He keeps looking at her, eyebrow raising. He doesn't look angry, only surprised. Perhaps pleasantly so. The corner of his mouth keeps ticking up. Her parents hiss at her to get down from below, but she doesn't listen. She doesn't need to. She's found kindred, and everyone else can kowtow and cower.
Ozai comes to her, stepping over the bodies of everyone else in his path. He smiles now, really smiles, and stops before her. "Your name, my lady?"
She mirrors him now, smiling exactly as he does. "Ursa, great Prince."
"Ursa. You aren't one for tradition, are you?" He motions behind himself as she murmurs a 'no, great Prince,' and the crowd stands up, hesitantly, whispering to themselves about scandals and impropriety.
She doesn't care. Phoenixes like her and Ozai don't care.
So so sorry I didn't get to you guys back in April. Life has been crazy. Also, yes, this does tie into some of my extensive headcanons about Ozai's background and the Fire Nation in general. As always, reviews are very welcome!