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Character(s): Iroh, Yzma
Content: TWO ELDERLY PEOPLE IN THE SAME ROOM. HOLY CRAP.
Setting: The Glass Bonsai [G5]
Time: Later morning, Week 21
Warnings: Things could get...*wears sunglasses* old. [yeaaaaaaaaaaah!]
Ohh, this looks promising, Iroh thought to himself. If there was only a way I could modify these so they could...ah ha!
A snap of the fingers, and Iroh was already looking to modify an old pair of spoons before purchasing them from the rightful owners. Before long, he looked up and around to see if anyone was watching. He drew small flames and tapped the spoons with his finger tips, riddling the bowled ends with holes. There! he continued. Now I can use this to...
He heard someone nearby, but wasn't sure who...
Content: TWO ELDERLY PEOPLE IN THE SAME ROOM. HOLY CRAP.
Setting: The Glass Bonsai [G5]
Time: Later morning, Week 21
Warnings: Things could get...*wears sunglasses* old. [yeaaaaaaaaaaah!]
Ohh, this looks promising, Iroh thought to himself. If there was only a way I could modify these so they could...ah ha!
A snap of the fingers, and Iroh was already looking to modify an old pair of spoons before purchasing them from the rightful owners. Before long, he looked up and around to see if anyone was watching. He drew small flames and tapped the spoons with his finger tips, riddling the bowled ends with holes. There! he continued. Now I can use this to...
He heard someone nearby, but wasn't sure who...
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“I understand with brewing it may vary on the boiling point, depending on the type of tea you’re making,” Yzma pondered looking at the spoon, “But I can see how this can be easier on yourself. You wouldn’t have to waste too many pots.” She scratched her chin and gave a small smirk. An acquaintance should come in order then, “My name is Yzma,” she placed the box between her arm and held out her hand, “What’s yours?”