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[markofthebrave]

[Okay, so waking up today was weird. She thought it was Saturday, but by the state of the house and where things were... it was actually Monday. Sokka was back - woke up in his own bed, and all, but when Katara went to check on Toph to see if she remembered what happened...

Her room was bare. There was nothing left. Toph was gone.

After stumbling to the wall and leaning on it a long moment to get herself together - is it going to hurt like this every time? - it was time to tell the household.

That accomplished, one of them had to let the town know... and Katara volunteered. She opened up her journal to find a mission summons from the Malnosso. She stared at it a long moment - now? When her housemates need her most they're calling for her now? She shut the journal. She needed a moment to process.

Eventually, she'll open up the journal again. Her voice is a little strained, but steady.]

I'm sorry I don't know any other way to say this but... Manliness Classes are going to have to be canceled again. Toph's gone home.

And... [hhhng, announcing this to the village is so weird, but...] Sokka's back. [There, that's better. Starting with him gives her someplace to stand on.] But I'll be leaving on a mission tomorrow, so... I'll see you all in a week or so.

[So after making this post mid-morning, Katara sets about doing what she needs to do. Sirry Crags, huh? She knows how to handle high altitudes and fighting in snow. She'll just... pop into the Item Shop to double check for a few things, and then hopefully bump into someone willing to help her carry groceries home. It looks like she's going to need to do a week's worth of cooking today.]

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[markofthebrave]

[...well, if he's not going to ask, she's not going to offer. She stirs herself up to smile at him.]

I'll be fine. How's your tea?

[And she starts moving to exit the kitchen area and come to sit down beside him.]

[generalflirt]

[So she's not going to tell me what? He can't decide if that is or isn't fair. He shifts, and then goes to take a sip]

Ah. Good.

[markofthebrave]

Good.

[And she takes a seat, leaning her elbows on the counter with her tea untouched between her arms.

Moon and stars, she's tired. She still doesn't completely know how to deal with him. She's trying not to hold back, but being around him causes a strain on her heart, a demand she can't meet, and she doesn't know what to do.]

[generalflirt]

[Is it fair or not fair to ask? He sort of falls into a thoughtful expression, putting his elbows on the counter and narrowing his eyes. He takes a few sips - mostly to try to not portray how much thought is going into this - but...]

[markofthebrave]

[And right now, her thoughts are drifting to Toph, so... she glances at Masaomi curiously. He's not usually so quiet.]

What are you thinking about?

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[generalflirt]

[...Ah. He shifts, and then goes for a sip of the tea to buy him time. He sniffs it afterwards, keeping an eye on her. But in the end, he sets it down. Asking... would be too much, so he needs to derail-]

Well I was thinking- [He has a smirk on as he says this, a forced one-] well more I was-

[...And then he catches what he was doing. About to do. He bites his lip, frowns, sighs]

[generalflirt]

--Bah.

[Ugh. why did it have to play out like this. Toph's gone (which is cool and all but he knows this is upsetting to her) and... now she's going to be missing. All right after he did that on Friday. Ugh]

[markofthebrave]

[That actually... wins possibly his first completely real smile of the night. It's small, but it's genuine.]

You were thinking "bah?"

[And the tone of her voice suggests laughter.]

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[generalflirt]

[ ... His heart skips a beat ]

[generalflirt]

You caught me! It's a very "bah" worthy situation, wouldn't you say?

[markofthebrave]

[And then she does laugh a little, very softly.]

Yeah. I guess it is.

[And she smiles at him wryly, inviting him to share her amusement.]

[generalflirt]

In fact! I think you need to say "bah" with me.

[He even points at her, laughing a bit himself]

[markofthebrave]

[Laughing a bit more at his ridiculousness, she leans away from his point.]

Oh, you do, huh?

[generalflirt]

Definitely. I'll be therapeutic- [Hand motions, wiggling fingerss as he withdraws the point] I'm a love guru, I know these things.

[markofthebrave]

[Snerk - a 'love guru.'

Please, the only guru she knew tried to get people to give up love.]

Bah.

[generalflirt]

Bah.

[With special phonetics okay he's rolling with it]

[markofthebrave]

[You know, she's just tired enough that--]

Bah.

[...yup.

Although her grin is turning a little sheepish.]

[generalflirt]

[...Girl he's just falling you for more every day. He's laughing outright at that last one]

[markofthebrave]

[She starts laughing again too, a little embarrassed, and a little more open and vulnerable than she's let herself be around him in a while, and she props up her arm to rest her head in her hand, twisting her head to smile at with an 'I can't believe I just did this' look.]

I must be more tired than I thought.

[generalflirt]

Promise not to tell anyone.

[With a little cocksure smirk even as his own laughing gives way. Sip. Oh, he's done. Oh well]

[markofthebrave]

[Tired as anything, still resting her head on one hand, she holds up her other hand, pinky out.]

It's a deal.

[...he was the one who introduced her to this, after all. Right before he'd gone on a draft, and she'd made him promise to stick with people and not go off and fight on his own. The return of this - entirely foreign to her - gesture is one that's brought on by their closeness right now, the tearing down of her barriers due to weariness, and probably some sort of subconscious association of the gesture with him.

She doesn't think about it, doesn't feel awkward about it until her hand is extended towards him like that.]

[generalflirt]

[Briefly... that smile, that hand. There's a - it's not a pause, it's more of a widening of his eyes in recognition as his heart beasts faster. He immediately associates this stupid pinky promise - this childish gesture - with the other time(s) he'd made this sort of limited oath with Katara. And... it makes him feel very special. Very lucky. Very... accepted. His hand reaches out without delay, and his curls his pink around hers. There, it's a promise]

[markofthebrave]

[...heh.

Now she feels a little embarrassed. But she curls her pinky around his in response and sort of shakes their joined hands before she lets go, drops her hand to the table, and moves to straighten up.

...she can't really think of anything to say that won't lead to something else, something bigger than she wanted to deal with but - oh, there was that.]

I'm glad you stopped by before I left.

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[generalflirt]

Ah... I couldn't not come, could I? I mean, under better circumstances I-

[...Fuuuh he hangs his head now. No. NO. He looks down at his pinky, blushes, and shakes his head]

[generalflirt]

Anyway. ...You're my comrade.