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Azula sighed as she was led into the visitor’s room. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see her brother… Well. Actually no. She really didn’t want to see him. But she needed to. Even she knew she needed to. Maybe some kind of closure would help with her fraying sanity, or perhaps she’d be able to convince him to help get the nurses to treat her better. Either way, it was time to face her demons and open the door.
The door swung open and revealed to Zuko…not Azula. Not really. She looked like a spectre of death that was wearing her face as a mockery against Zuko. Her skin was yellow, almost greenish with sickness. She’d lost weight drastically, her cheeks hollow and her waist tiny and birdlike. Dark circles had appeared under her eyes, and her once gleaming raven hair was now an ashen grey. She had tried for one of her smugly superior and slightly cruel smiles, but the expression looked false and painted on. She wasn’t happy. She felt like she was dying.