Hello, it's General Iroh.
I'm normally busy, but this blogging thing seems pretty cool, too. But not as cool as saving the world.
I'm back to my original home sweet home: the Fire Nation Capital. No, you can't come visit me.
However, I suppose you could send a letter if you absolutely must talk to me.
( roleplay blog. of kinda-jerk!iroh )
( About Mun )
THIS BLOG IS RUN BY A GUY
(thought i might say that)
Are you deleting the blog, or leaving it up?
* I’m going to leave it up so that I can view some of the old roleplay
and shenanigans that’ve occurred.
I don’t know any other way to do that with a sideblog or redirection or something, so I’ll just leave it up.
tl;dr version of the read more below: I’m going to let this blog die, so you can keep in touch with me by messaging me.
The stuff below is really dramatic when I didn’t intend it to be, so, here’s a very nifty read more.
“Here, Rohan, I think this tea should be cool enough for you to have a sip…”
“I know, tea’s awfully exciting, isn’t it?”
blame chiblockthatfools for this
reference is here sorry I cannot draw /floats away into sun etc
Seeing the tall, dark-haired firebender in front of her, Yue felt herself grow a bit nervous. She could tell by his facial expression that he was not here to fight nor for a rematch. In a way he almost looked…sad. As soon as she reached the general, the waterbender stopped and bowed. “General Iroh.” She said in a respectful voice, raising her eyes to look at him.
“Were you in search of something?” The girl suddenly blurted out, covering her mouth afterwards. It was not her place to question the Fire Lady’s son. “I apologize. It’s not my place to intrude in your life.” She said.
"You weren’t intruding," said Iroh. "And I was in search of something.
"Though I still don’t know what." His voice was plain, and perhaps a little too candid. He shook his head and returned a quick bow, trying to breathe more simply and levelly. When he brought his head back up, he let his eyes drift to the material covering Yue’s face. "How’s your burn?"
He crossed his arms yet again in nervousness and anticipation. She looked fine, besides her injury. He calmed down even more from his original state, looking directly into Yue’s eyes.
Legend of Korra AU: In wich Asami and Iroh II went alone to find out where it was the secret airfield and when Iroh started to convince Asami to work with them.“Do you know what you’ll do when all of this is over?” asked Iroh, turning his face to see her and waiting for a suddenly answer. “Things could be different. You could work with us…” He said very low, almost in a whisper, “We need people like you with us”.
But Asami didn’t know what to answer to him, especially when she started to see something in Iroh that she couldn’t see in Mako. Something new and fresh, something that it was killing her inside. But for one thing, Asami knew for sure. That her future will be different.And it was next to him, next to Iroh.
André Gide (via expositively)
Iroh held his breath and leaned into a bow. “Hello,” he said.
“… Who might you be?”
"My name is Iroh," he said, his guard raised in a tired way for no reason. "And… you are?”
Iroh looked off to the side, now totally uninterested. He felt that he didn’t have time for hostility, even if mild.
“Well, when you say it like that, I don’t exactly see how it could matter. Who might you be?”
“Just a commoner unworthy of praise.”
“But if I have to answer, I’m Tsuri.”
Iroh scoffed, attempting to keep his opinions to himself. He crossed his arms and huffed loudly. “Can’t exactly say it’s nice to meet you, but hello; my name is Iroh.”