driftfleet ♪ IC Contact: Year Two

[save_the_souls]

"You've reached Allen Walker. I'm not around, please leave a message!"

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[save_the_souls]

[That...piques his interest. The acknowledgement of Katara skill and the challenge. Since hey, this sounds way better than talking things out. Especially when he was still in the fist flying part of his mood]

What sort of challenge?

[bolder]

[There's a scoffing noise in response to his question.]

There's sand in here, Allen. I can make it hit back and dodge. Or harden into rock or whatever I feel like. Come on.

[Toph knows how he feels. Katara can be a good for nothing know it all who lectures someone any chance she gets, simply based on her morally superior mindset without even fully understanding things. Right now, Allen's about at this frame of mind. She's personally been there.

She's also been farther down that train of thought, where she sees it from Katara's perspective, and she knows Allen will get there soon enough. At the moment, he doesn't need another lecture or badgered apologies. He needs someone who gets it and will work with him. Of course they'll talk about it, but that'll be after he's worked past the indignation and offense.]

Make sure you're staying connected to the ground. No super weird leaping attacks or I can't work with it, okay?

[For being blind, Toph sure sees a lot more than she lets on.]

[save_the_souls]

Is that so...

[He mulls that over a moment before he nods and moves back into a fighting stance. Yeah. That seems like a more sufficient challenge. It's really not the same when it never hits back]

Okay! I'll do that! Bring your worst!

[bolder]

Not my worst, but I'll make it worth your while.

[Sadly, since it's only a swinging bag, there's not that much she can do with it. For now, she hardens a section of the bottom and aims it towards Allen's midsection.]