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24.3.07
Toph frowned ever-so-slightly as she ate her food delicately. She wasn't quite sure why, but she knew something was wrong. The Avatar and his friend- Katara of the Southern Tribe- had been every inch the gracious guests, lacking in courtly graces, but that was to be expected from a pair of nomads.
So why was she so on edge? She frowned slightly again, and surreptitiously slid her slipper off and dug her toes into the tiled floor. She extended her perceptions, utilising her bending to sense the heartbeats from the visitors. Perfectly ordinary…no, wait. The girl had a kind of strange flutter for a moment there. Probably nothi-
Toph dropped her chopsticks, the pieces of ornate wood clattering to the table noisily. Her mouth dropped open as the shock from what she had just 'seen' hit her.
"Toph? Are you alright?"
"I- yes father. I'm sorry. The chopsticks just slipped. It won't happen again."
She cast her head down demurely, seething inwardly. That girl knew. She knew I would react like that. If she wants a fight, she's going to get a fight.
Sorry it's so short. Feel like I've just been trampled by a rampaging herd of hippogriffs. 'm gonna go crawl back into bed now.
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