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[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Toph is annoyed with everyone. (Spoilers for The Western Air Temple.)]

The door to Milliways flies open and Toph comes sailing through, landing on her face in the middle of the floor. She pushes herself up with her arms, grumbling things that would make a sailor blush. She scurries across the floor on her hands and knees until she reaches a table. Letting out a groan, she pulls herself into a chair, careful not to touch the pink and tender soles of her feet against the floor.

It's been a while since she's been in the bar, so she keeps an ear out for familiar voices. She plays with a fork that she grabbed from the table as she listens, molding it absentmindedly into various strange shapes.

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[yinyangwizard.livejournal.com]

Toph's rather dramatic entrance could hardly fail to attract attention, but Seimei's seen a lot of people thrown through doors, so it's not worth more than a moment's interest. What Toph is doing with the fork, however...

"Very nice," Seimei remarks. "Fine control you have."

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

Not so much 'thrown' as 'suddenly finding that the person carrying you isn't there anymore'. At least you know it's coming when you get thrown.

"Thanks," she says, not making eye contact or even looking toward him. The fork molds into a crude smilie face that hovers above her hand before returning to her palm.

[yinyangwizard.livejournal.com]

Seimei briefly glimpsed Toph's fogged-over eyes, so he knows why she isn't looking at him. What would be the point of that?

"If you don't mind me asking, how are you doing that? I am unfamiliar with the technique." He knows something is going on, but it's not a kind of magic he's seen before.

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

"Metalbending," she says proudly, the fork turning into a star that flies around in the air as she waves her hand. "It's an Earthbending technique I discovered. Pretty sweet, huh?"

[yinyangwizard.livejournal.com]

Seimei nods in agreement, realizes that the young lady probably didn't register it, and says "Yes, it is," instead. "I do rather admire people who are willing to experiment with magic. Well done."

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

She looks very pleased at the compliments. It's probably not good for that ego problem she has.

"Thanks, but it's not any hokey magical mumbo-jumbo. It's bending," she explains with a sage look.

[yinyangwizard.livejournal.com]

"My apologies," Seimei says, with apparent perfect understanding. "I should know better. Onmyodo is not magic either, but now it tends to fall under that category. Technically it's religion."

[princeinexile]

"Thank you."

That voice is a lot more familiar. But-- he's on the wrong side of the door. Deeper in the bar; not by the door. There's rustling, too -- silk and softness, and soft slippers on the floor.



That's not the Zuko Toph just left behind.

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

Oh, she definitely knows that voice. And she definitely remembers this Zuko. And she won't pass up an opportunity to irritate him.

She cups her hands around her mouth and takes a deep breath to ensure maximum volume projected in the correct direction. "HEY PRINCE!"

[princeinexile]

There's a clatter and some breaking crockery.

That was probably his lunch.

A few minutes later, there is somenoe sitting across from her, radiating heat like a campfire does.

"Do you bellow like a beligerant hipposaur on purpose, or do you do it just for me?"

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

She just smiles. Obnoxiously.

"Hey, it got you over here, didn't it?" She leans back, folding her arms behind her head and apparently feeling very satisfied with herself.

[princeinexile]

He sits rather stiffly-- not that she knows. "...so are you doing this to mock me, or have -- you -- not--"

Is the Avatar okay? Is he dead? Did that man he sent catch up with them? Guess not... There are a lot of questions but none of them are getting asked.

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

She enjoys, nay, basks in his discomfort.

"You know what your problem is?" There's a pause to let him think about it. "You're too uptight." She lowers one arm and the blob of metal that used to be a fork in her hand turns into a straight, humorless face.

[evil_koala_626]

The enterance, the cursing, the skittering about on all fours... they all seem very familiar somehow. Two large bat-like ears fan forward, the bulbous nose snuffling loudly. And then Toph's fork begins to change.

"Ooh." Interesting!

Stitch patters over for a closer look.

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

Toph's vision isn't quite as well without her feet, but she can still make out Stitch's general shape. He looks... sort of like Momo. But even weirder.

"What are you supposed to be?" she asks, molding the metal blob into a series of spheres that rotate around each other.

[evil_koala_626]

There is a clawed hand reaching for the spheres. Waitquestionwhut? The arm pauses mid grab as the girl recieves a curious once over.

"Stitch." He is helpfulness personified. The reaching and grabby hands continue.

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

She pauses, letting out a sigh. "Stitch. That answers all my quest--hey, what are you doing?" The spheres reform into a single blob and she jerks her hand back, causing it to fly toward her. So is he intelligent, or should she like... hit him with a paper or something?

[evil_koala_626]

Possibly both?

The retreating metal garners a brief narrowing of the eyes, a quiet muttering growl of dissapointment. It's replaced a moment later with an expression of pure innocence. Or as close as he can manage. (he hasn't picked up n the fact that he's wasting his time just yet.)

"Nothing...?" Oh yeah, that sounds convincing.

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

She gives him a suspicious look before extending her hand again. The ball of metal hovers slowly through the air, moving closer to Stitch and further away from Toph.

It's a test.

[ghostwitch.livejournal.com]

Malu's journeyed down to the Bar to take her dinner for the night, as well as get supper for Nhia. She hasn't actively been looking for other people from her world for a while now, figuring that they're all too busy with the war.

So when she sees Toph, Malu stops and does a double-take before heading over. "Toph?"

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

Now there's a voice she hasn't heard in a while. She waves--though not quite in the direction of Malu. Her blob of metal hovers back and forth over her hand.

"Hey, long time no see." There's a pause. "You know what I mean."

[ghostwitch.livejournal.com]

Malu chuckles a little at the joke, but it dies in her throat when she draws nearer. "Spirits, Toph, what happened to your feet?!"

She has a fairly good idea what may have happened. She'd seen too many similar injuries inflicted on her friends and fellow Sisters.

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

"An idiot Firebender happened to them." She leans to the side and puts a hand on the floor to locate Zuko and make sure he's not looking. She straightens herself back up and jerks her head in his direction.

[ghostwitch.livejournal.com]

A low noise, almost like a growl, escapes from Malu's throat as she looks in the direction Toph indicates. "Why am I not surprised?" she asks, sending her best glare into Zuko's back.

Turning back Malu offers, "I've got some herbs up in my room- medicinal. Do you want something for your feet?"

[seeswithherfeet.livejournal.com]

"It was an accident," she admits with a shrug. "And it means I get to pay him back for it later." She smiles mischievously.

"That'd be great. It feels like I'm walking on needles."