( action | arrival )

[seismos]

closed to zuko--

"...Sparky?" It comes out like a question, but Toph would know Zuko's heat signature and those solid, confident steps anywhere.

Of course, she hadn't taken too kindly to waking up in a strange city, plopped in a puddle on a metal cradle. All of those welcome goodies were left behind -- didn't really feel like anything important and she couldn't read it anyway.

Toph points in Zuko's direction before grinning and course-correcting him. "Hey! What's going on, here? Where is this place?"

And then: whack, she jabs right up at his shoulder. Because hopefully all of her questions could be answered now, and a preemptive thanks is in order.

open to all--

Running into Zuko meant having to trudge back and pick up all that junk that Toph had left in the Bay. Well, mostly junk -- the flimsy money was kinda nice to have.

She parts from Zuko eventually, to get a feel for the expanse of the city she can see spreading beneath her feet. As much as she appreciates the guidance a friend can provide, Toph wants to know if she can get up to a little trouble on her own. And she's not interested in learning how to use that video phone thing just yet, anyway.

For all intents and purposes, she looks like a lost barefoot runaway. Toph wanders around the city with ease that belies her complete lack of vision. Green and tan robes that are made for smooth movement (and could really use a thorough washing) adorn her stout form, leaving her to make confident steps to avoid collision.

Or, sometimes, to cause one. When she does bump into a stranger, it's a meek apology that squeaks out in a high voice, clutching at one of her feet. "Ohh, ouch! I'm sorry, I was trying to find 11th Avenue so I can find a friend of mine. Gee, are you OK?"

It's a good way to gauge how generally gullible a place is.

Comments

[psychic_supremecy]

[As Toph roams, she might feel a rather odd presence. A large and decidedly inhuman figure sitting on a bench, with its tail wrapped around its lap, draped in a cape that would hide his physical appearance from most. What do?]

[seismos]

[ my, what ginormous legs you have, grandma... ]

Uhhh-- heh. Sorry. I didn't see you there.

[ she takes a step back, and without movement on this stranger's part, she can only go by what she's already felt -- and it's decidedly unlike anything she's ever encountered before. only her curiosity keeps her from moving along. ]

[psychic_supremecy]

[All the better to... huh, come to think of it, he really doesn't use his legs for much more than standing.]

Of course you didn't.

[It didn't take an expert in human biology to notice there was something wrong with her eyes. Which is why he took the opportunity to flex his tail, sure that would go unnoticed, considering. A tail that large gets sore when held in one spot for to long after all.]

[seismos]

[ cloudy but no less expressive, toph's eyes spring wide -- speaking wasn't something she'd expected to hear back. it's too late to hide her reaction but she does make an effort to smooth it out. ]

Well, I knew you were there I just didn't know uhh-- [ where normally a blunt comment would come out toph is, for once, trailing into speechlessness. ] --you're just not like most people I've run into here.

[ or anywhere. ]

[psychic_supremecy]

[Mewtwo just cocks his head for a moment, wondering what she was hinting at. And then something occurred to him...]

...You can see me? How?

[seismos]

[ still not coming completely to her senses (geez toph it's been awhile since you were this off your guard) she gives the ground a soft thump, and then points behind her. ]

Same way I can see that kid's about to trip.

[ and trip he does -- after the earth pops up just a centimeter to catch his toe. it's hard for toph not to giggle a little, before she turns back to her new acquaintance. ]

[psychic_supremecy]

[When the kid trips on a bit of ground Toph somehow raised, Mewtwo just narrows his eyes and readies his barriers, just in case.]

There are only three other humans in this place I've seen with similar abilities, but none were ground-type. Fire and flying types I could rationalize through manipulating energy currents in the surroundings but ground should be impossible for humans to manage, let alone seeing through the illusions I had erected, despite your blindness.

[seismos]

[ should be, but isn't. she's a little out of her depth here, but one thing's clear to her: ]

...Maybe your illusions need a tune up?

[psychic_supremecy]

[He rolls his eyes, intensifying his psychic shields a bit more that had the added benefit of lifting him ever so slightly off the ground]

My illusions are fine.