Mar 07, 2010 03:17
[Toph's journal falls open and the sound of fighting is heard, as well as scraping metal-against-metal sounds, clattering, and breaking stone. Toph falls near the journal, grabs it, pushing her face near it. She's got a scrape down one side of her face and she seems to be being dragged. Toph's got one hand locked to the earth in an attempt to hold in.]
Sokka! I'm in the forest! SOKKA! KATARA! ZUKO! HELP-
[One swift yank and she is tugged out of sight. The journal is shut.]
don't cry for me argentina,
i can never get the hang of sundays,
mallynap,
someone will suffer large for this