Infiltration

Ba Sing Se. The impenetrable city. An absolute bastion that countless enemies had tried, and failed, to break their way through. Admittedly, there had been some turmoil from within the stone walls-- Long Feng, a trusted advisor, had just been outed for treason against the typically naive Earth King! All thanks to the Avatar and his friends.

Were Ba Sing Se to continue standing, they'd need new protection. Someone noble, someone... Traditional! Someone approved by The Avatar himself! And that's exactly what they'd get.

Before the grand castle and massive staircase stood the Earth King, and before him, a long row of stoic Earth Kingdom guards. Trumpets began to blare, and with a diplomatic smile, the King flourished his hands.

"In our hour of need, it is with the greatest honor that I welcome our esteemed allies-- The Kyoshi Warriors!"

On cue, their guests began to walk down the aisle... And immediately, the tone of the presentation began to shift. Guards stared with wide eyes or craned their necks.

Three girls. One tall, one short, and one of medium height, taking the lead. Their hair was done up in buns, apart from one, who had a ponytail, with golden crowns and tassels adorning their heads.

They wore red eyeliner that popped against their white face paint... Or, perhaps, body paint would be the more accurate term.

Bare feet slapped lightly against the stone floor. Breasts jiggled openly, and despite the formality of their introduction, it was hard not to notice the enticing sway to their hips...

The Kyoshi Warriors stood tall, proud, completely nude, apart from the white paint decorating their bodies. The Earth King seemed understandably flushed, his gaze turning to the side.

"My, you girls certainly are traditional..." He chuckled.

"But you must be incredibly skilled warriors to present yourselves... Like this. I appreciate your protection, and please, let me know if there's anything I can do to make your stay more comfortable!"

In unison, the Kyoshi Warriors drop to their knees. Heads lowered in reverence, while their holes almost certainly peeked out for the medley of onlookers behind them.

"Nonsense." The leader says, peeking her head up. And rather than the bright, kind, respectful eyes of Suki, the true leader of the Kyoshi Warriors... It's Azula's cold, calculating eyes that lock onto him.

"We are the Earth King's humble servants."