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realityshifted2009-02-08 03:52 pm
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⊕ 10: Sandstone
[Toph is in a somewhat remote area of the Plane with a massive patch of earth and rock. She is currently raising suspiciously boy-shaped rocks out of the earth and darting around, punching each one into smithereens. It would look like a normal training exercise if not for the unusually intense and angry look on her face. She's also muttering to herself.]
Stupid Fire Nation. Stupid Fire Lord. Stupid Isaac. Stupid boys.
[She finishes with the first set and raises several more rock-boy-punching-bags, then turns to go at them again.]
Stupid Fire Nation. Stupid Fire Lord. Stupid Isaac. Stupid boys.
[She finishes with the first set and raises several more rock-boy-punching-bags, then turns to go at them again.]

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You'd better go away if you know what's good for you.
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Hey Toph! Busy training? Hmm... Not bad...
...for a girl.
[Yeah, he's just joking here as he knows Toph could own his ass, but he's about to get castrated, isn't he?]
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Uh... sorry?
...Don't kill me?
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Sorry. I'm not mad at you.
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Who are you and what do you want?
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Yeah, most of the time. Who are you?
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Oh oh I'm Amane, gero! Call me Amane! [Grins and steps closer, and holding out his hand for a handshake.] You had the Momo, no? The flying lemur who almost ate me, right? Nee where is it, where is it, hm?
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Amane, okay. Wait...Momo tried to what?
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