When she woke up she was in a dark room lit only by a candle. The female warrior looked around. There was a tapestry on the wall of the Fire Nation symbol. There was the bed that she was lying on. There was also a chair. The chair looked sort of funny but the female warrior took that to be a trick of the light.
She stared at it longer and realized that the chair was shaped sort of funny! She tried to take a closer look but couldn't see anything anyway. I can fix that she thought. She snapped her fingers and there was a brief bust of fire. With that light she saw that the chair was not at all funny shaped but infact, someone was sitting in it!
"Oh. So you're awake?" came a voice.
The warrior recognized it to be Prince Zuko's. She watched as Zuko stood up and went to light the other candles. The room became much brighter. It didn't take long for the warrior to realize that she had nothing but bandages on her chest.
Zuko must have noticed the look on her face because he said, " Don't worry. I had our doctor do the bandaging."
The female warrior grimaced. Great, now she had guys staring at her chest. She wanted to talk to Zuko but realized she couldn't because she was still lying down. Her Aunt had always taught her to talk face to face in a serious discussion. Actually her Aunt had taught her pretty much every fighting technique she knew.
She tried to sit up but felt a searing pain in her side. She clutched her side and gasped in pain. Since she couldn't sit up, she had to settle for leaning on her elbows.
"What is your name and what business did you have aboard my ship?" Zuko asked.
" My name is Nami. My troops and I heard that there was a certain Prince was an amazing fire warrior. I like to fight so I decided to challenge you." Nami answered.
"Your troops tried to get away with half our money supply and some very valuable objects!" Zuko shouted.
" If my troops took anything that did not belong to them, well, then that's not my fault is it?" Nami replied cooly. "Speaking of my troops, where are they?"
"Your troops fled after you passed out,"Zuko said. He was getting angry very fast.
"Oh, well. Thank you for bandaging my wounds but I must leave now," Nami said and smiled. She had managed to sit up all the way and wasn't very intent on staying there.
Zuko stopped her before she had taken even five shaky steps to the door. " You're not going anywhere," he growled.
" I beg your pardon?" Nami asked curtly.
"You're my prisoner. Besides, I doubt you'd get very far with that wound," he said pointing at her stomach.
" I'm a lot stronger than you think Prince Zuko," Nami growled through gritted teeth. She struck a fighting pose. " If you don't move I will have to force you to move."
Zuko took a fighting position opposite her. He was ready to fight. How hard could it be? She was already wounded.
They stared at each other for a little while. Then Nami relaxed her fighting pose and hung her head in defeat. She wanted out of there bad but she was in no condition to fight Prince Zuko. She sat back down on the bed.
" Alright. I'll stay. But only until my wounds have healed," Nami huffed in a defeated voice.