Toph Beifong (
bolder) wrote in
driftfleet2015-08-19 10:12 am
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Who: Toph and YOU potentially
Broadcast: Everyone ever
Action: Blue Fish!
When: August 19, late morning
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[A broadcast flickers on, and it's Toph! She's lounging on the weight bench in the cargo hold, lazily moving two fingers up and down. Occasionally the hand weights are caught in the side of the feed, following her hand motions.]
All right knuckle heads, here's the deal. There are shuttle races happening, and I don't mean the sissy "see who can reach the other ship first" nonsense. I mean the "go so fast your engine burns out and your teeth still are still vibrating when you're done" type. The proper type.
[Toph stops moving her hand, and there's a loud, metallic CLUNK in the background as the weight falls to the ship's floor. She stands up, a grin slowly creeping across her face. It's actually somewhat menacing...]
So, I wanna know who's up for some fun. We can make it interesting with bets. Money, things, favors, whatever floats your little boat. Let's see how many of you won't wuss out when you're given an actual challenge.
Make the transfers out to Toph Beifong.
Broadcast: Everyone ever
Action: Blue Fish!
When: August 19, late morning
[VIDEO;]
[A broadcast flickers on, and it's Toph! She's lounging on the weight bench in the cargo hold, lazily moving two fingers up and down. Occasionally the hand weights are caught in the side of the feed, following her hand motions.]
All right knuckle heads, here's the deal. There are shuttle races happening, and I don't mean the sissy "see who can reach the other ship first" nonsense. I mean the "go so fast your engine burns out and your teeth still are still vibrating when you're done" type. The proper type.
[Toph stops moving her hand, and there's a loud, metallic CLUNK in the background as the weight falls to the ship's floor. She stands up, a grin slowly creeping across her face. It's actually somewhat menacing...]
So, I wanna know who's up for some fun. We can make it interesting with bets. Money, things, favors, whatever floats your little boat. Let's see how many of you won't wuss out when you're given an actual challenge.
Make the transfers out to Toph Beifong.

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[ SHE'D BE LESS OF A BUZZKILL IF SHE WEREN'T SO WORRIED... ]
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[So reassuring...]
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[ she... thinks, at least. surely, right?? ]
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No, I haven't! [Toph sounds genuinely affronted now, maybe a little hurt. Katara knows her well enough to detect the latter.] Don't assume what I've been doing just because you know me! I don't need help from the dumb computer, and I don't need it from you while racing!
Go be oogie with Aang or something! [And she hangs up. :c]
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[ katara will just... huff this at the empty feed, here, before turning her communicator off and going to skulk in frustration around her bunk.
forty-five or fifty minutes later, though, she'll be subtly on the hunt for toph. yo girl where you at. ]
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She avoids the fuck out of Katara. Happy hunting.]
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Where are you, Toph?
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