Sokka yawned, stretching his arms over his head and arching his back as he walked down the street (earning himself dirty looks from some of the higher class passerby), side-by-side with Toph Bei Fong. The sky was clear, the sun was shining, and they had crucial intel for the war effort that they seriously needed to get to the king.
But unfortunately for that last part, the only thing more impenetrable than walls of Ba Sing Se was the bureaucracy of Ba Sing Se, and the paper-pushers were much more ruthless than the defending military. They had yet to meet a single city official who WASN'T obstructive in some manner, and at the soonest they would be able to see the Earth King in six weeks, by which point the information they had would be useless.
All four of them had been getting restless and starting to bicker, so Sokka had decided to go out and get some fresh air. Mostly to give time for the tensions to cool down, and give the others some much needed space.
And Toph had decided to join him. This wasn't unusual, of course: since Toph had joined the group, she and Sokka had gotten pretty close. Something about the two of them just clicked. They got along famously, with all of their teasing and name-calling and mostly friendly bickering. Plus they both had a good sense of humor, loving to make witty and not-so-witty remarks to while the hours away.
But Toph wasn't saying much today. She didn't seem angry or upset, and Sokka wasn't sure why she was so quiet. But after a few failed attempts at starting a conversation he had simply shrugged and taken it in stride.
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