INT. CRESCENT ISLAND FIRE TEMPLE- DAY
Fire Lord Akoko stormed into the temple, alternating ignoring all in her path or shoving them out of her way, her own escort unable to keep up with her, until she reached Xing. The Avatar was meditating peacefully on the floor, Saburo beside him, also in meditation.
"Wake up!" Akoko shouted, stomping her foot.
Saburo started violently, nearly falling over backward.
Xing cringed, steadying the acolyte with one hand. He got to his feet and bowed. "My lady."
"Why did you repudiate the admiral?" She demanded. "He was one of the first to pledge loyalty to me! His disgrace will affect my standing!"
"His crimes are terrible, so it is right he should suffer for them," Xing replied.
"And the bandit Mai-Li? She killed unarmed Fire Nation soldiers as they slept? Not to mention the many of her own Earth Kingdom brethren she has also murdered?"
"She should also face judgement. But it is in my capacity as High Sage that I punish Yuya."
Akoko paced the room angrily, smoke emanating from her mouth and nose. Then she stopped, looking at Xing with a wounded expression.
"Avatar," she said. "I asked you to take this position to help me."
"And I agreed, promising I would do the office justice."
More smoke. Saburo began to back surreptitiously away from the angry Fire Lord.
"I need you to lift the repudiation."
"Will you punish him secularly?"
Akoko threw up her hands. "It was war!"
"That's no excuse!" Xing looked at the reliefs on the walls of the temple. "In war, crimes are all the more serious, and Yuya will show others that they cannot escape justice."
"You never wanted to be Avatar, and now you lecture me? Which of us is Fire Lord now?" She demanded.
Xing bowed. "You are, my lady. But as both Avatar and High Sage, this is my duty. The repudiation stands."
She bent a blast of fire at Xing, knocking off his mitre. Saburo yelped in shock, and Xing quickly airbent the burning garment away, rolling backwards towards his acolyte. Even Akoko stood still in shock for a moment before her anger took over again.
"Get out! Leave this island! You're banished, Xing!"
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Bolin was leaving the radio station, where he had been recording a commercial for Fire Flakes (due to the fact that the mover had made no money yet), when he was startled by the horn of a Sato-mobile.
"Asami! Hi!" He waved enthusiastically at his friend, who waved him over.
"Bolin," she said. "Are you busy?"
"No," he replied. "I just got done. Why?"
"I just saw Iroh; he was looking for you. It's only been a few minutes; how about I give you a lift?"
"Uh, sure." He sat down in the passenger seat. "What did he want? I haven't really seen him since Varrick's wedding; he's been so busy."
"Well, it was about the mover." Asami admitted.
Bolin groaned. "Don't tell me he doesn't like it, too! We're doomed!"
She laughed. "Calm down, Bolin. He's not going to bite you."
They drove to the edge of the Spirit Forest where the army, overseen by General Iroh was overseeing the repairs done to the damage of Kuvira's Spirit-Weapon, and looking for any stray traces of it for disposal.
Korra was assisting today, and she waved enthusiastically as the Sato-mobile returned. Asami honked the horn again, prompting Iroh to look up from a map he was reading. Handing the map off, he walked over to the car and took Bolin's arm as he got out.
"It's good to see you again," he said. "Asami, how did you find him so fast?"
"Just lucky," she said. "Now I've really got to go, but I'll be back tomorrow."
"Thank you."
The young general nodded his head towards a large tent. "There's someone I want you to meet."
"Oh," Bolin said in relief. "Who?"
Iroh only smiled.
Inside the tent sat an old man with long white hair and beard drinking tea.
"I've found him, Grandpa." Iroh said.
"The young actor! Great."
Bolin's heart raced, and in spite of himself, he quivered in excitement. "Fire Lord Zuko!?"