#fanfought

Suki: If I ever had a child, I imagine they would be a lot like you. Jet: Aww, thanks— Suki: Which is probably why I’ve never reproduced.

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Suki, to the Squad: If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands! silence Suki: Damn, y’all depressed as fuck! Jet: You didn’t clap either- Suki: SHUT UP!

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Suki: Jet? You just drove through a stop sign without stopping. Jet: I'll stop twice on the way back.

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Suki: I need a long word. Jet: T-rex but the long one.

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Jet: Damn, Suki, are you secretly cool? Suki: Well, poker is just math, so I guess it depends on if you consider the mathematician, Carl Friedrich Gauss, cool. Jet: I do not.

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Jet: Happy October 32nd! Second Halloween! Suki: That doesn't exist. Jet: Not with that attitude.

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@fanfought ➔ [ patch ] sender carefully patches one of receiver's wounds

he can't stand to just sit there while she works. makes him feel like a useless snail sloth so as soon as the warrior begins wrapping the weeping wound , arms lower to help. catching the fabric on one side , he'll cross his stomach and hand it back to her on the other side. over and over until they run out of length. she's fussing over him too much.

you chose: for the sender muse to rub up and down the receiver’s back / shoulder as a means of comfort.

❝ i'm fine. ❞ though she doesn't push the other's hand away.

toph will admit — maybe she had gone overboard tonight, but in her defence, how couldn't she be ? she gets it, everyone's happy with their partners, and they all deserve to be. but she'd thought, when she'd agreed for this so-called mini vacation for all of them that they could... that they could be a team again or something, instead of everyone having already paired up on their own. and yeah, she knows, she wasn't exactly being pleasant — mouth too quick to retort, too angry to be polite — but toph couldn't help from feeling entitled anyhow.

she didn't come here to witness their lovey-dovey show. she wanted adventure. fun. maybe some contact sport if any of them are up to it but all they wanted to talk about was marriages and engagements and if they'd gone and had their fortune read as a couple. and it's– toph likes to think she doesn't mind her friends getting together. hell, she's happy for all of them, but it's- it's- it's also infuriating. it's like, she wouldn't even exist unless she could somehow be on par to whatever stage of life they're all at.

and how could she be, right ? because toph can somewhat admit they're right: she's mean and rude. little spoiled girl throwing her tantrum when things wouldn't go her way. how could someone...

how could someone want that? even her 'friends' seemed all fed up with her.

❝ listen, it's whatever. ❞ she finally shrugs off suki's hand on her back. toph moves to pile her clothes — haphazard and carelessly — into the small bag she'd packed them in in the first place. she remembers being so excited then, announcing to her lily rivers that they shouldn't expect her for at least a week. she'd planned on tagging along one of her friends for a bit longer after this vacation adjourns, but it seems even that plan is shot. like she said though, whatever. toph'll deal. ❝ it's not like any of you were wrong. just ... i'm tired, okay ? i want to go, suki. ❞

she approaches the other cautiously, and toph can't remember the last time she was ever cautious with anybody. but ... she supposes, given what she'd said the other day, she can manage some tact. that's the thing about having been involved in dad's business and managing the school: toph does grow up too. she still can't always hold back her tongue, but there are lessons in being patient and giving someone else the space so she could learn, she could listen.

aang had said once that that's how he knew she was his earthbending master, and the bald-headed twinkletoes will never really know, but that'd stayed with toph. she can't betray that image he initially has of her.

❝ i, uh — about the other day ... ❞

❝ — yeah. ❞ and what can she really do ? in the air, the machines holding the airship is the only thing she could see with, but even then, they're not exactly everywhere. toph tried talking to sokka once about possibly making a whole flying machine out of metal, but he started explaining about the weight of things against gravity and the mathematical theory behind it and she'd promptly tuned out. point is though, she should be glad that suki's around to catch her when she slips. who knows how far up they truly are. toph hasn't fallen from such high altitude before, but even without sight, she thought about what falling felt like.

she would see nothing, she thinks. the thought alone is what quietens her and has her not moving away from the warmth of suki's presence.

❝ thanks. ❞ dammit. she hopes they got to finish this mission soon.

" You hear that Snears ? " Jet calls out from his crouched position within the local mini mart. On his left, Suki came in hot with a pretty serious and dangerous accusation ; on his right, his buddy Snears is flipping through a guitar magazine, a fist pushing up a plush cheek. At the sound of his name, lazy eyes lift to his friend who has been deciding between two different types of chips. " Suki here thinks I'm that new age Robin Hood. "

Snears gives a chuckle then resumes back to their magazine. Jet looks pretty smug and decides to go with the turtle chips since they're The Duke's favorites. Resuming his full height, he towers half a foot taller than Suki. "Honestly, I take it as a compliment you'd think I could pull off something like that." he takes a step back but playfully tosses and catches the chips as he does.

KINDRED SPIRIT , HE'S DESPERATELY BEEN SEEKING ONE OUT IN THIS FORGOTTEN WASTELAND OF FIRE. a rebel , someone who hasn't given up their fight , someone resourceful . . . and as fate would have it, a kyoshi warrior. maybe hope wasn't out of the question after all. " That's a fair enough question. " he offers, scanning his brown eyes around their mixed company of all nations under terrible circumstances, doing their best to survive. he wished some of them didn't.

He tsks his tongue and looks back at her, " I heard you had to deal with a snitch lately. " his smile warms his expression and he's waiting , shoulder colliding against the wall. " Let's just say karma found her. " his brows flex together, ire dancing in his eyes ; a flicker of something darker behind the mirth and mischief. " I don't take kindly to traitors. "