Literature
Toko Week: Exile
"Hey, Hotpants. Drooly. Samurai Joe." Toph shook the shoulder of her sleeping companion. He grunted in response. "Our stop was Kyoshi Boulevard, right?"
"Final call, Kyoshi Boulevard." A woman's cheery voice came through a brass horn in the corner of the car.
"Oh, by the spirits," Zuko swung forward, starting his blind partner. He rearranged his pack on his back to conceal his duel sabers, looped his thumb under a strap with one hand, and grabbed Toph's wrist with another. "Come on," he urged and the two jumped out of the train and onto the abandoned platform just as the doors closed behind them.
Toph wrenched her hand from his grasp,