老虎 || Tiger

Jet had never been one for comforting others, it wasn't in his nature. It made him uncomfortable, out of his element and awkward. He avoid it at all costs. It wasn't that he didn't care but what was he supposed to do?

A pat on the back and a quick word of "Everything's going to be okay"?

It was a lie he knew too well and despised, why subject someone else to the same? He wouldn't and yet, watching the strongest person he had even known stare blanker than usual ahead without a word he knew he'd have to get over his awkwardness and try.

"Aye, Chief," He muttered, feet purposely noisy as he walked closer, "Ho-"

"I don't need your pity," Toph cut in, tone clipped, head turning away from him, "And don't call me that."

The smallest of grins passed over his lips at that.

"I wasn' gunna give it." He chuckled lightly, moving to take the seat across from hers, "And I always call ya Chief." 

Brown eyes took in her appearance as he sat, the loose fitting shirt and pants, the bandaged arms. The bounty hunters nose scrunched slightly at that. He didn't need to see what lay beneath to know it was bad, he'd heard enough from the others. 

'Lightening bending--'

'-- Third degree b--'

'Never going to bend ag--'

That's when he'd stopped listening. He felt as though it wasn't his place to listen. For as long as he'd known her, he'd simply been a thorn in her side. Still, she'd yet to throw him out. It was a sign he took as an okay to continue. 

"So how ya been?" If she wouldn't be able to hear it, he would have slapped himself for that.

"Tch, how do you think?" She snapped back, finally turning towards him. 

"Don' know," Jet countered, "Haven't seen ya."

For a moment it was silent between them, though there was no tension in the air. Deep brown hues stared into opaque orbs before finally a snort left the woman, the smallest of smirks, no-- Smiles, graced her lips. 

"Thanks." She spoke, breaking the stilled air. 

A small chuckle left him at that, waving her off though she couldn't see it as he placed a piece of wheat-grass between his teeth. 

1) Favorite car?

"The fuck's a car?"

[UMMMM, I don't know orz]

2) Favorite thing to drink?

"Waters fine but a nice cup of sake is just as good."

[Hmm, I really like tear but... Probably water too.]

3) Favorite country you don’t live in?

"No country's better than the Earth Kingdom."

[DUBAI!! I lived there for two years and I loved it~]

4) Do you know the way to San Jose?

"Never 'eard of it."

[ e.e Noooo?]

5) What is your quest?

"What kinda questions 'er these?"

[TO SEEK THE HOLY GRAIL!]

6) Would you like a piece of pie?

"I think yer just fuckin' with me now."

[I'm okay, thank you =w=]

7) Did you get that thing I sent ya?

"Nah?"

[Nope~]

8) What the hell? 

"No idea."

[Ditto.]

9) Should I get back to asking actual questions?

"Make it quick, I'm busy."

[If ya'd like~]

10) Which did you like better; Season 1 of ATLA or Season 1 of LOK?

"What?"

[UMMM, IDK... PROBABLY ATLA BECAUSE I GREW UP WITH IT YA KNOW?!]

11) Do you think I’m pretty? 

"No idea what'cha look like."

"Sick?" Jet repeated, tone surprisingly gently, "... Is it serious?"

Dark lips pulled upwards slightly at the sight of the other woman. He didn't know her well but he sure knew of her well enough. She could get just about any bounty she wanted, without much of a problem too.