Submission to Zai Week Day 6
Music
Mai couldn't dance to the beat of a tune to save her life. Neither could Zuko. That's what happens when a nation collectively bans dancing for near a hundred years (which is the ultimate proof that Sozin was evil and bat-guano crazy). Mai, for one thing, had no rhythm. Zuko simply didn't feel comfortable doing it, and it showed.
That isn't to say that the two couldn't dance.
Zuko's mastery of fire had far exceeded expectation. Zuko moved with the fire. They drew the same breath, hearts beat at the same time. And they flowed in a way more beautiful than words could portray. It was natural, and pure, and a life song. He was now more than a match than Jeong-Jeong, whose firebending abilities were near legendary. Though even Jeong-Jeong couldn't match him when it came to bending doubled with the use of, say dao blades.
Mai's ken-jutsu and skill with anything as sharp as a toothpick was now, some years into Zuko's reign, a great deterrent to any remaining assassin attempts. With barely a glance, a stiletto could pin a fly to the wall by its wings. She could put men down (whether they got up on their own or under a sheet depended on her mood) in a matter of seconds.
Together, steel and fire blended together in a dance none could rival. They danced to their own beat.
One more after this tomorrow then it's done.