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[dustonmyfeet]

It was mid-morning, and Toph hadn't come out of her room. Mid-morning, verging towards noon, and there hadn't even been a sound.

Toph wasn't always an early riser, admittedly. She tended to go with the flow of whatever she felt like on that particular day, sometimes up with the sun to keep her own rigorous training schedule (or to bend Zuko's mask before he headed anywhere), sometimes sleeping in and emerging later with her hair like an overgrown bush, ready to scarf down breakfast.

But today . . . silence.

She was still.

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[raavashing]

He didn't respond to the thanks. He could tell it was hard for her. He'd known some blind beggars before and away from the act they put on to get enough pity for people to throw them scraps, they had been very proud of how well they knew the streets they walked. Of how much they could do for themselves. They knew exactly what they needed help with and how much of that help was too much. For someone who was used to 'seeing', Toph would not yet know what her limits were. But that didn't mean she wouldn't learn them fast enough.

"No," Wan answered her question instead, sighing a little. "A spirit entered me last night and it's energies got tangled up with mine. Scrambled me up a bit and it took me a while to find Raava again. It happened when the rest of the spirit barrier fell. I could feel it coming down, all the spirits breaking away from it... but I was in bed already and I didn't realize a spirit was coming near me until it was already there. Or it's light was. It was so bright... And with how Raava had overwhelmed them before, I didn't think it's coming would be as bad as it was. One of them probably got into you through that light, too."

[dustonmyfeet]

That got her attention.

"A spirit?" In spite of hanging out with an Avatar, Toph didn't deal much in spirits. They were Aang's realm . . . and frankly, in their own time, the human beings caused enough trouble. Enough to barely even have time for spirits. ". . . That's what caused this? Like the ones roaming around the barrier and messing people up?"

[raavashing]

"Yeah. They're all from the barrier, so it would be some of the same ones," he answered slowly. "But they're all gone now. They weren't strong spirits. It was just being gathered together in the numbers they were that gave them strength..."

Wan trailed off as he leaned his head back and looked up at the ceiling, studying the way the cracks formed a maze that got more and more complex the closer they got to where a few roots had pushed their way through.

"It's so strange. To feel the power inside me and not be able to touch it. When I didn't have the power of the elements, before the Lion Turtles gave them to me, I couldn't feel any of the energy inside me. But now... this is hard."

[dustonmyfeet]

"Yeah . . ."

Normally Toph might have been a little more profound, but there were no good words to touch something that echoed too deeply in herself.

"Can't you . . . talk to them or something? You and Korra and Aang and whoever? Make them un-scramble us?"

[raavashing]

He shook his head out of habit, "Not when the spirits that did this to us seem to be gone. They disappeared, expended themselves when they released that light, as far as I can tell. Which... isn't much, I admit."

Another sigh before he put his head in his hands, "I can't even talk to Raava. I can feel her there, but with our energies all jumbled, I can't even ask her if she has an idea how to fix this."