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[burningdownfate]

[It's fairly obvious that whoever is holding this journal has absolutely no clue how to use it. The sound is muted at first, the journal is held awkwardly, and he's not talking to anyone but himself.]

I don't even know what this is. ...Besides a book. I got that much. It's a book. It talks. It has my name on in.

[A beat.] Why are you so

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[burningdownfate]

Pretty sure I didn't lose my mind between home and... wherever here is. You gonna keep asking stupid questions or get down to business?

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[burningdownfate]

.... Seriously, Toph? Go for it. It can't be any worse than waking up in a place I've never been before. In fact, I'll stand right here and not move a muscle.

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[notaboy_gtfo]

[ Not a particular set of charms that Smellerbee is likely to forget, these are. She's gotten her share of the down-low on "Lee" from Longshot, so needless to say she's a bit torn.

Hunt him down and try to beat the crap out him, does he have any idea how many problems he caused-

-except it's not really his fault at all, because Jet was the one who ran off on what looked like a wild goose chase with nothing but unstable guesses and no evidence.

Not his fault, but she's sure as hell not about to put it all on Jet either.

Which leaves her with the unsatisfying feeling of not knowing what move to make, or if she should make any kind of move regarding this at all, and unsure if knowing this guy is the future Fire Lord would keep her from trying to punch him if they ever crossed paths.

So. Excellent day to ignore a post and use the journal for some kind of target practice. ]

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[nowordsrequired]

[There's a lot of food to be found around the edge of town, Lee. Guess who was hunting out here?

Longshot stops in his pursuit of a rabbit when he notices just who's back. He remembers meeting you the last time he was here - he knows you've gone on to become the Fire Lord. It'd be stupid to hurt you - it doesn't take back what happened to Jet - and Jet was right - and Jet brought that upon himself - and with the war over, technically you're no longer his enemy.

But that doesn't mean he has to like you, Firebender. Don't mind him, just glaring at you from his spot in the trees over here.]

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[burningdownfate]

[That itch between his shoulderblades must be from the wings and never from someone glaring at him. He's just going to... walk by, trying and failing to reach that itchy spot.]

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[nowordsrequired]

[...you look like an idiot trying to reach that spot. He hopes you know that.

But he can't really tell you that or anything. That would require talking. So. He's just going to continue glaring at you then. ONLY NOW there's more like a wow-you-look-like-a-moron in there along with the firebender loathing.]

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[burningdownfate]

[He knows he looks like a moron, but here's the kicker: he doesn't think anyone is watching.

Which is why he turns in a circle, growling in absolutely frustration, as he tries to reach that spot. When he glimpses Longshot, he pauses, arm twisted up over his shoulder in a very awkward position, and blinks.]

Uh. Hey.

[Please don't shoot him. Dying while reaching to scratch an itch would be ignoble.]

[voice]

[gamblinghigh]

Perhaps you simply haven't asked the right questions of it.

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[burningdownfate]

... It didn't really occur to me to actually ask an inanimate object questions.

[voice]

[gamblinghigh]

I doubt it would have occurred to most people.

[voice]

[burningdownfate]

It's good to know I'm your average person, then.