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Characters: Toph and Aang, closed
Date: Before landfall
Location: Turtle head
Situation: Toph and Aang have a conversation about stuff going on, including some tension on Aang's side left over from his canon update and Toph's semi-recent conflict with Milyn.
Warnings/Rating: Probably sulking somewhere in there.


"Thought I'd find you up here."

The voice is Toph's as she picks her way upward to the turtle head, knowing full well that Aang is there -- has been there for some time -- meditating. It seems to be a frequent habit of his lately . . . to the point where aside from training and meals (and coupled with her own renewed activities on the Turtle), she hasn't seen him much.

Plopping down beside him, she tucks her legs up underneath her. "So are you living here now, or is the view actually just that good?"

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[12goingon113]

Maybe she can feel it.
Then again maybe she can't.

But when Aang hears her voice he flinches. Not because she surprised him, but because she's come here, to this place he's carved out for himself. A place where he's cobbled together as much of his past as he can in an effort to bring peace to an area now devoid of it.

And then, as if facing off against Koh, that discomfort is gone. Shielded as best he can, partially because he knows it's not her and partially because he doesn't want to get into it again regardless.

Not here.
Not on this ground he's determined to make sacred again.

So he stays exactly as he is: seated in a full-lotus, stripped bare to the waist, and with several braziers of incense burning around the edges of the clearing.

"I have to admit, it is pretty good," he says simply.
Then his head tilts.

"Were you looking for me?"

"