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Chronicles of a Warrior-Stalker Edition
Stupid boulder, stupid distraction, stupid watching Toph Bei Fong; She's so amazingly good. Oh well, I'll handle it. I wouldn't want to be a wimp in front of her, would I? I mean just look at her- firmly rooted, feet planted on the ground and all- poise as they say.
You may be wondering why I'm watching Toph. Funny you should ask because my mission right now is solely on making Appa's armor. But it's just one of those moments where you're lost into the universe's play of fate and you feel the need to find a way of escaping from everyday life…Okay, rambling formality doesn't suit me. But the point is, I'm watching Toph. Great, now you're thinking I'm a stalker, but I can assure you, my friend, that I, Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe, am certainly nota stalker and will never bea stalker.
For starters, there's this little sequence that goes on whenever my buddy here is about to earthbend. First, she takes in a deep breath. Next, she stretches her arms out and gets in her best fighting stance. There she goes, slamming her foot into the ground like a boss. And BOOM! There's that technique that she used on the Boulder at the Earthbending Tournament. And then…there's this little "transformation" from the "Earthbending, kick-butt Toph" I know to just the "Earthbending Toph."
She's very solid...immovable as a mountain, ya know? It's like she's always there. She's her own leader. She's tough and stubborn and so real…she's the earth. And usually I'm not the one who's in awe all the time.
Wait…she's almost there. One. Two. Three. BAM! The earth lifts up and smashes deeper into itself, creating an enormous trench. And what do you know? There's this small grin on her face. One of pride, of course.
The blackness of her hair, the power of her feet, the richness of her sightless eyes… Yep, the greatest earthbender in the world has hypnotized me.
"Hey, Snoozles."
Here we go folks.
"Yeah?" I say.
"I can feel your heart rate going up." She says.
"So?"
She grins at me in that evil way of hers. "Are you distracted?"
WHAT? How could she…?!
"Distracted! I'm not distracted! Distraction's a myth! Who ever said anything about distraction?!"
That smug look returns. "Whatever you say, Ponytail…" she taunts me. "Whatever you say…."
Yep…this is gonna be a long night.