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[erythristic]

By now, I'm sure nearly all of us have heard the news. This is a war, despite the slight amount of peace we were afforded.

To this, I've set up preparations to have space at the Ward cleared out, for use in conducting a series of training sessions this month for those who wish to learn the arts of hand to hand and swordplay, or wish to refine their technique. The beginner's class will be in the morning, the more advanced class in the afternoon.

I am also looking for those who'd wish to instruct beside me. Our ranks have quite the accomplished sort among them, and if you have the time, the desire, and the patience to impart your knowledge, I ask that you please do.

We begin tomorrow morning at half past eight.

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[atoned]

[ magic. that word seemed to float around him a lot here — he still didn't understand what it was. ] Do you have magic?

[erythristic]

I do. It's what allows me to, as you call it, bend fire.

[atoned]

If I teach you how to bend fire, will you teach me more about magic? [ it's embarrassing to even ask it, but he does so with a straight face — and almost immediately. without wasting any time mulling it over, he offers her a deal to either rip apart or sign her name to. ] I don't know what it is. It just continues to confuse me!

[erythristic]

Yes.

[there's no hesitation in her voice at all. even if she's no sorceress, it's a fair trade.]

I'll give you what knowledge I have of it.

[atoned]

[ whenever he wants to make a deal with toph, she usually insists he call her melon lord or … something. he's not used to people simply giving to him. it's always been earned — honour, tea, sokka's last piece of meat — that he's slightly taken aback for a moment at her quick affirmative. ]

Thanks.

I'll see you out there.