Toph Beifong

You carefully maneuver around the pod, both the pod, some crates and yourself were on a smallish ledge on the cliff side, there was no way you could’ve reached her climbing from below without serious help. Once you were sure the pod wasn’t going to roll off the cliff and the cliff wasn’t going to break away, you looked closer at the pod. You clearly see on the pod the name “Toph Beifong” and the number 25 on the side. You briefly question why a braille version of her name was below the nameplate but you brushed it off.

You wipe the fogged up window to look inside and gaze at the adorable sight inside. Inside was a sleeping and matured Toph Beifong who filled out nicely and was interestingly wearing a dress similar to the one she wore when first meeting the Gaang at the Beifong compound. Before opening the pod you decide to look through the supplies in the two crates nearby.

“More rope, a couple changes of her classic outfit, some books of cardstock for some reason,” you noted and put away the cardstock figuring it can be used for helping start a fire. You find an additional bed roll, backpack, and a jacket along with additional food and water.

“There you are,” you say as you finally find the latch on the side of the pod closer to the edge. A loud hiss sounded as the seals were released and the contents of the pod was taken out of cryostasis. You stood by the pod (that was on its back if the door was its front) as it slowly woke Toph and the door opened up away from you. You stood back as Toph sat up slowly and pressed a hand to her head with a groan.

“Hello, um Toph,” you say with what you hoped was a nice and calming tone.

“What happened last night,” she grumbled aloud before she suddenly froze. Before you knew it you were slammed against the cliff face with your backpack exploding sending your supplies once more scattering with even some going over the edge.

“Who are you! And where the hell am I!” She demanded with a furious face. She was standing up in the pod and had a relatively large boulder ready to crush you.

“I’m James, you are on an island, I woke up in a pod a few miles away and have been

wandering around, other than a wolf you are the first living thing I found. I followed the beeping sound off the cliff,” you quickly explained, hoping to calm her down as she stepped out of her pod.

“How do you know my name? I’ve never met you and I would know if I did.” Her beautiful face gained a harsher expression as she moved her foot and stone came up around your legs.

“Your name is written on the pod!” You explained, resisting the urge to point at the name. You remember that Toph hated having to remind people she was blind. Though you decided to test a theory. “If you know braille, they have a little plaque with your name on it.”

“What’s braille…” She starts before refocusing. “Oh, don’t you dare distract…” She got that out just as your trusty frying pan falls down from the branch it got stuck on.