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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[kingofbadlifechoices]

[This is a conversation Robb does not want to have here and now. The reunion with his siblings had been an overly emotional thing. Probably even more than he could anticipate. He had missed them so, he had deemed them dead and gone.

Of course he owed the small, screaming girl some gratitude and he is willing to give that. But not now. Gods, he wishes he could shut her out.]

You are in no place to decide what I will or what I will not do.

[Robb does turn towards her. Is the girl blind? If not she is at least bloody deaf.]

As I said, I am willing to talk to you but not now. What in seven hells is so difficult to understand about that?

[bolder]

And you are in no place to try to avoid me! [Which was true. With her bending, Toph is constantly aware of every nook and cranny of her new home, as well as everyone who steps on to it when she's present. She won't elaborate just yet, but she's sure he'll learn soon enough.]

Nothing's difficult about it, I just don't care about your tantrums right now.

[When he faces her, he should easily tell that while her eyes are narrowed, they aren't focused at all. Why yes, she is blind.]

I don't need a lengthy heart to heart, that would be pointless. I just want to know if you're willing to stop being a complete tool to the people trying to help!

[kingofbadlifechoices]

I am not avoiding you! [It takes all the willpower in the world to swallow away an unhealthy string of curses after that sentence.] Have you listened to the bloody words I’ve said?! [Robb is no fan of crying in public and he is even less of a fan of someone walking into him crying and starting some sort of argument.]

I have not heard anything of your help in this. If it is so you have my thanks, my lady.

[To be fair, he is seething with anger now, hands clenched to fists. Yet he manages to let his voice sound strict and a little formal. As if he is addressing his men after they made a mess of it on the battlefield.]

I do not care for your tantrums either. Thus, let us end it here.

[She is blind, he can see it now. Yet, that does not change anything. After a short nod he turns and walks off, deeming the conversation a finished one. Seeing his siblings and knowing they are alive has made him more emotional than he thought he’d be.]