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Toph Bei Fong ([personal profile] tophbeifong) wrote in [community profile] castleinthemist2012-03-18 01:42 am

04 - [Open]

Scraaaaaape. Scraaaaaaaaaaaape. Scraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaape.

Ker-KLUNK Ker-KLUNK Ker-KLUNK

...

Scraaaaaaaaape...


If one were to follow the sound, they'd find a small girl working her hardest at pulling a large lump of metal- probably twice her size or more- down the hall, towards her room in the living area.

Although it was obvious it took some effort for her to move it, it seemed as if it wasn't taking too much out of her and she was getting some distance with it.

Soon, though, she determined that it was break time, and relaxed her hold on the chunk. She leaned against it and panted, wiping sweat from her forehead.

Geeze. How much farther until she got to her room?

[Ooc: Toph's still willing to make weapons if anyone wants any! :D]
herotherhalf: (What do you know?)

[personal profile] herotherhalf 2012-03-20 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"That. Bored. Hungry." He admitted, settling against his chair, watching the sunbeam.

He looked over at her, unshaped by her scent. He wondered about her, her blood, what it tasted like, though he didn't quite have it in him to simply attack her in broad daylight. She could far too easily thrust him out into the open outside, destroying him with one blow.

"I've never heard, nope. Seems like everyone's from a different place, point in time. I doubt you'd have such a hard time fitting in in Haddyn, it's a rough and tumble place. And having seen your move your rocks? Sounds like you'd take to it."

Feigning friendliness. He needed a way around the sunlight sooner rather than later. With that girl who saw him feed, it was risky to have such vulnerabilities.
herotherhalf: (heh)

[personal profile] herotherhalf 2012-03-21 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Especially considering how small and lanky the boy was. Helpless, stringy. Noodle arms. He smiled a little, trying to sound friendly as he spoke. "I thought you'd say somethin' like that. I've been here for a few weeks, we haven't had a chance to talk."

Of course it was because he didn't want to be noticed, and he was busy with other things.

"What is bending?" He asked curiously, looking her over as he wondered just how could such a small girl move such large objects so effortlessly.
Edited 2012-03-21 01:44 (UTC)
herotherhalf: (Ego)

[personal profile] herotherhalf 2012-03-21 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
He knew what she wanted, he was too busy bemusing himself with the prospect of being trapped for the moment, his fingers stuck in that tapping form. Didn't hurt a bit, and thankfully the sunbeam was moving away from him, not towards him.

And he was released.

"My name is Harth." He said finally.
herotherhalf: (bingo)

[personal profile] herotherhalf 2012-03-21 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Pausing, he shook his head. "I really shouldn't go outside right now."

He was going to have to figure out a way to fix his little sun allergy sooner or later. He settled back down in his chair and resumed tapping his fingers.

"You could do a show tonight? The torches are bright enough for everyone to see."
herotherhalf: (In the shadows.)

[personal profile] herotherhalf 2012-03-21 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll do that." Harth nodded.

"You should invite some others as well." Make him seem normal, interacting with someone. Being a friend. Why not?

He stood up and started moving around towards his room to catch a few hours of sleep. "I'll see you soon."