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[blindrockstar]

Characters: Toph and Temeraire

Location: Their apartment

Rating: PG, tops

Time: Feb. 10, afternoonish

Description: For all that they're partners, the two really don't know that much about each other's lives back home. We're fixing that.



Toph hated stitches. Completely and utterly hated them. They itched and annoyed her and just gah.

To try and keep herself occupied, she was listening to one of the audio books she'd bought, using Tem as a bed. The disc was playing on the fancy CD player, and she didn't have her headphones in since Temeraire liked listening to them almost as much as she did.

The book today was some fictional one, and it involved this guy who wanted to marry a noblewoman (as a side plot. Toph's books were always the action-y type, but sometimes you just couldn't escape the sap).

"'But being noble has got to be better than my life', he said. 'I mean, you get all these...freedoms I don't!' I shook..."

Toph snorted. "Freedoms my eye," she muttered. "I sure as heck didn't get any."