one fish, two fish, red fish, (blue fish)!!

[honorbends]

Who: The passengers of the Blue Fish and visitors!
Action: The Blue Fish!
When: It's a mingle for the month of January, losers!

[ mingle for the month for the blue fish, to meet up with new crew members, hash out stuff. come get free therapy from zuko, who has 100% put up a sign on his door saying 10 credits because allen owes him money. ]

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[steeledskin]

[ sure enough, her mouth had twitched open in anticipation of an apology. but toph -- so this is toph -- summarily dispenses with that necessity. sansa can't be certain whether it's a comfort or a terror to have her apology refused before it even leaves her lips. in the end, she must merely remind herself that these are bran's friends and so they are worth the benefit of her narrow doubt. ]

And you already know mine. [ she curtsies, in spite of the blindness. it cannot be helped. but afterwards she busies herself with the kettle. tea, at least, is something she taught herself early on when nyssa first began to visit her aboard the huntress. ] Even so, I am glad to meet you. Toph.

[bolder]

Yeah. [Toph falls silent for a moment, not really sure what to say next.]

Good to meet you, too. Uh, look, we made room for you and your brother on the ship because we care about Bran.

[She stops again and makes a grumbling noise. That did not come out how she wanted it to.]

What I mean is that he's the initial reason you're here, but now that you are, it's not the only one. The crew here is like a family-- blood related or not. Us wanting you here means we want you to be part of that in some way, and not just through Bran.

You don't have to trust us right away or even like us. Just try to remember we're here for you if you need us. We all care about each other.

[She takes another drink from her cup.] Except Hans. I don't like that guy.

[steeledskin]

[ she is patient. and she is attentive. toph's words are frank -- perhaps a little too frank -- but they aren't hurtful. the hone in upon an important point: who is she, to these people? although she cannot immediately return the honour of considering them kin, she can loosen her steel gates just enough to permit some fledgling affection. they cared for bran, and now they care for her as well.

and they do not seem to be monsters. ]

He seems polite enough. [ she ventures, carefully. ]

[bolder]

I've found that the politest ones are generally the ones with the most to hide.

[Another frank point. Sugarcoating isn't in her skill set, and if she has her way, it never will be.]

So, you got any questions?