Day 224

[croceamors]

Who: Saix, some Dusks, and you whether you like it or not
Open: Open
When: 224
Where: Your room! Yep. ALT: around the Bastion
What: As it turns out, Dusks are assholes.
Format: I'll follow
Warnings:


Normally mornings in the Bastion are... routine and occasionally dull. That's just how it is.

Yet this morning, a few people might feel something... wet and cool on their face. Moving? The moment they open their eyes, they'll- Okay what the fuck is that. That might be all the thought they get to have before the Dusk Nobody suddenly vanishes in a swirl of Darkness and... Was it holding a sharpie in its hands?

...You might want to go take a look at your face in a mirror. Or give chase. One or the other.

Alternatively...

Whether you've been a victim to bored sharpie scribblings with your face on the canvas or just going about your day as normal, you'll suddenly find a golden retriever and another (or maybe even the same) Dusk Nobody nearly barreling into your kneecaps. The dog moreso than the Nobody, really. The dog looks up with a happy tail wag and what looks like a stick in its mouth before a sharp whistle has both creatures returning to Saix's side.

"Sorry about that." It sounds more obligatory than sincere.

Comments

afternoon

[tophgirl]

Toph didn't wake up when the Dusk Nobody drew on her face. Nor did she run into Zuko when getting breakfast that morning.

So basically, nobody has told her that she's got a giant mustache drawn on her face and big "girly" eyes drawn on her eyelids. She saunters towards the Skyway, completely oblivious to the state of her face.

[croceamors]

And Saix would be completely oblivious to this issue... If not for a certain dog immediately getting distracted from fetch by a new person! New! Or at least new to New Moon, which is all that matters.

So Saix sighs as the golden retriever goes sprinting off at high speeds as it spots the girl and follows along. "New Moon, come back."

[tophgirl]

Toph is not really a pet person. She never really understood Aang's attachment to Momo, considering the little creature just ate food and teased Sokka (admittedly, two worthy pursuits). So when the dog approaches, her initial reaction isn't fear exactly, but it is very wary.

"Woah! Slow down!" Don't make her bend a wall between the two of you, dog!

[croceamors]

At least New Moon seems to have some sort of manners. The order has it scrambling to a pause, ears perking up as it shifts its head to the side. There's a small whine as it tries again, taking a few steps closer and wagging its tail hopefully. Pets?

Saix finally comes besides the dog, glancing at it with a frown. "I'm sorry about him-" A pause. He raises an eyebrow. "...There's something on your face."

[tophgirl]

All right, good. Toph relaxes a little as the dog doesn't continue its reckless advance, though she doesn't get any more welcoming. (Again, not a pet person.) She's not about to reward it for whining like a two year old by petting it.

Also, there's evidently something on her face. Toph tries wiping it off. "Did I get it?" she asks, thinking it was food.

[croceamors]

"It seems very... stuck there. Someone drew on your face." He sends a glare directed at the Dusk hovering somewhere near the background and it cowers a bit. He has a feeling he knows what at least the others were up to.

[tophgirl]

Toph stops and stares in his direction — an adaptive technique that's become second nature by this point.

"Somebody did what?"

[croceamors]

Saix is just bring his hand up to his face so he can pinch at the bridge of his nose. The Dusks are going to be more trouble than they're worth soon enough.

"They drew on your face."

[tophgirl]

That is not the kind of thing Toph wants to hear. It brings to mind the humiliation she felt when those girls made fun of her after she and Katara had make-up put on. The vulnerability of not knowing your own face.

"What did they draw?"

[croceamors]

"...Freckles and a pair of glasses, apparently. Which isn't the worst thing they've drawn on faces, honestly." He gives an exasperated sigh, annoyance apparent.

"I have a feeling I know who's at fault. I'll be sure to punish them appropriately."

[tophgirl]

Freckles and glasses. Those are the kinds of details Toph really has no idea about — her earthbending vision isn't that detailed. So she assumes the worst and scowls, her cheeks slightly pink with embarrassment.

"Tell me who they are and I'll punish them myself," she says darkly.

[croceamors]

"They're... not exactly a who." At least she's blind, he can tell that much. She won't have the chance to freak out about the Dusk's appearance... hopefully. This place is always full of surprises, although less than how Vatheon conditioned him to.

"They're more a type of creature that have gotten very bored as of late."

[tophgirl]

"Person, creature, I don't care. I'll deal with 'em either way."

[croceamors]

"And how exactly are you going to do that?"

[tophgirl]

"I'm not as helpless as I look," Toph says.

[croceamors]

...Fair enough. "Just don't kill it," is all he says before he nods to the Dusk he has. It disappears, and comes back a moment later dragging another one of its kin with it.

"Here."