“Haha, very funny Fenris. I’m not a bad student. . . well, not really. But that’s not the point. The point is, I might’ve have hit my principal with a ball of ice cubes, which means I can’t ever set foot there again cause there’s the possibility I’ve been expelled. Which also means I can kiss the last piece of freedom I have left goodbye.”
Fenris laughed. "That's amazing! That's so good! I wish my school story was as good as that."
"Look, I'm not a teacher. I'm not much older than you guys, but that doesn't mean that you guys can't show me respect. I am here to help you, whether you like it or not."
"I believe you, yes." Fenris said, snapping back to the matter at hand. "What are we doing now?"
“Oh, I know! We’re going to die on the hand of boredom. Do you know how many people have died of boredom?” She got no answer and sighed. “Many people. It’s something that confuses the police all around the world. Not even the world’s greatest detectives can figure it out!”
"I'm being serious, Azula!" Fenris said, though a smille played at the edge of his mouth. "I want to know."
Levi took deep breaths. "Clean your fucking ears out, mate! I've told you like five times already! I don't want to make you cooperate but I will if I have to."
"Maybe if you listened to the fucking question!" Fenris snapped. He stopped and rubbed his eyes a few times and then asked again, "What are we doing right now, at this precise moment?"
"Nothing," Luke said, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms. "We are being threatened, but at the moment, nothing is getting done."
"OK, enough," Fury said. "You have been told already. Go to the training room with Levi. You're gonna train. Off you go. Don't argue."
"Yes, Your Highness," Luke scowled. "Jesus Christ, do you ever let people live their own lives, or do you have to invest in every single part of everyone's existence?"
Azula turned to Fenris, even though she looked serious, she had a smile on her features. “Want to know what, dear cousin? There are many things I know. You must be more specific.” She then turned to Luke. “Your answer to that question, dear Luke is a huge fat no. If you didn’t realize, he doesn’t have a life. That’s why he likes making others lives so miserable. Ah, I can’t wait until the day Nick Fury stops meddling in other people’s lives!”
"Might never happen." He rolled his eyes. "He'll be dead, and still come from the grave to haunt us and meddle with our lives."
“Oh, please. Once someone is dead, they’re dead.” Azula rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “Unless they fake their death, then yes. But one can not be back from the dead. That’s impossible.”
"I'm sure he's faked his death many, many times." Luke rolled his eyes. "But it could be possible to bring someone back from the dead. That kind of magic just hasn't been discovered yet."