10 | [Audio/Commentlog]
Jan. 31st, 2012 12:03 am[Toph spends most of her morning practising earthbending.
But she's not just slinging any old rocks around. Most of the time, anyone walking past will see her just standing still, palms outstretched, breathing.
But she's left her handiwork all over the green, the training yard and the inner bailey's pathways.
Toph is practising turning patches of dirt into sand traps. Some are shallow. Some are deep enough to catch an ankle. Some are so wide you can't miss (or avoid) them. Some are so narrow you'd really have to be looking.
She hasn't mastered it yet though, so around lunchtime she's still at it, standing in the middle of the green, breathing, and shifting her feet every so often.
Only then does it occur to her that she should maybe warn people, and she flicks open her journal.]
You seeing people might want to watch where you're going for a while.
((ooc: feel free to bother Toph while she's bending, or fall prey to a twisted ankle in one of her sand-traps nearby, or just tell her off for making a mess! :D))
But she's not just slinging any old rocks around. Most of the time, anyone walking past will see her just standing still, palms outstretched, breathing.
But she's left her handiwork all over the green, the training yard and the inner bailey's pathways.
Toph is practising turning patches of dirt into sand traps. Some are shallow. Some are deep enough to catch an ankle. Some are so wide you can't miss (or avoid) them. Some are so narrow you'd really have to be looking.
She hasn't mastered it yet though, so around lunchtime she's still at it, standing in the middle of the green, breathing, and shifting her feet every so often.
Only then does it occur to her that she should maybe warn people, and she flicks open her journal.]
You seeing people might want to watch where you're going for a while.
((ooc: feel free to bother Toph while she's bending, or fall prey to a twisted ankle in one of her sand-traps nearby, or just tell her off for making a mess! :D))