[gosh that's so unique, possibly because Azula is doing the same thing with the kick and deflection--meeting his attack with her blue fire right between them]
[Azula takes a step back, still matching the motion of each of his attacks but with every attack he pushes she gives a little more, skidding back towards the mirror]
[and in that last blow where he's putting everything into it there's suddenly no more resistance and the shattering sound of a mirror as Azula's body tumbles through it]
[wow that's a lot of glass shards huh? Through the frame you can see Azula kneeling on the ground, her head bowed low and her hair falling out of its topknot and around her shoulders]
[she's not getting up, and the closer you get the more details stand out in the dark, like the face she has her hands curled up inside her kneeling form and her shoulders are trembling]
[Looks like it's taking all her concentration just to keep herself on her knees. You can hear the heavy raspy breathing...which turns into sobs, or is that hysterical pained laughter?]
Haha...hahahahah...I didn't think you had it in you, brother.
Why not? Didn't you say it would be better for everyone if I was gone? Didn't you make a choice?
[stands up on unsteady legs and that one hand that was covering her face goes to push her bangs back to reveal an ugly, lurid scar on her right eye that looks juuuuuuuuuust like the one Ozai gave Zuko]
What's the matter, Zuzu? Can't you finish what you started?
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Azula...?
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Haha...hahahahah...I didn't think you had it in you, brother.
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I didn't... want this...
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[stands up on unsteady legs and that one hand that was covering her face goes to push her bangs back to reveal an ugly, lurid scar on her right eye that looks juuuuuuuuuust like the one Ozai gave Zuko]
What's the matter, Zuzu? Can't you finish what you started?
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Guess we know where the family resemblance comes from...
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I had to, you said so...
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...you can't save me. But you didn't even try...
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[touches the scarred part of her face with a look almost like surprise]
...I am you.
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