Down the long sterile corridor she ran, and the faint taps echoed eerily as she struck the ground with the tips of her toes. Ty Lee knew the way to her already; the guard at the entrance to this wing had been so helpful. And so cute.
One step at a time, she reminded herself. Ty Lee hurried.
"Azula," she called, and it was a relief to say the other girl’s name again after all this time, even to herself. She sidled up to the door containing the not-so-apparent heir. Jerked back when she realized there was a man guarding it. She blinked. Smiled cutely.
"Excuse me, sir." Ty Lee’s head tilted coquettishly. "I just want to talk to the princess for a couple minutes. That’s not too much trouble, is it?"
He considered. His gaze darted to the enclosure and for a moment Ty Lee thought he might actually refuse her — in which case, she would have chi-blocked the guard out of her way and faced the consequences later. Right now, she needed to see Azula. And nothing, not even some boy with a really nice jawline and pretty eyes, was going to keep her from seeing her… friend?
"Fine," he assented, finally. "So long as you don’t make any trouble.” He smiled a little when she laughed obligatorily. Ty Lee was allowed inside, where she instantly forgot him and said again faintly the princess’ name.