Hakursa, jinko, irosami, mako/jinora and/or Jee/Ursa, please. Dealer's choice as few or as many as you'd like.
I know how you love chaos so lets do them all.
"Please pass the tea, Grandfather," said Iroh in an attempt to make conversation. In truth, he'd been nervous to bring Asami to one of the strange little salons that his grandfather hosted with Jin in the spirit world; though Jinora had brought Mako, which helped in terms of familiar faces, what was Asami supposed to make of his long-dead great grandmother hanging off the arm of Master Katara's grizzled father like a blushing bride?
Zuko wasn't looking at Iroh anymore though, the tea in his hand hovering in mid-air as he gazed at a point past his shoulder. Iroh turned to find an older gentleman with sea-worn features and close-cropped gray hair striding towards them.
"Ursa!" he called, hand cupped to his mouth, "my darling, it is time to choose!"
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