The Captain's Approval
Tobirama tugged at the sleeve of his needlessly extravagant nagagi, not dissimilar to one he would've worn to a festival in his home world. Ironically, that's exactly what he was doing right now.
Seishū stood at his side, little white rabbit on his shoulder. The healer looked Tobirama over. "Say, it wasn't exactly important at the time, but how are your eyes? They'd be weaker than usual with your albinism, and bring raised in the south pole....."
Tobirama shook his head. "I can't see much anymore, to be completely honest. Vauge shapes and colors at best, I have to rely on sensing natural chi now. I'm attempting to figure out healing with waterbending, but progress is slow."
The healer stroked his beard, nodding solemnly. But, before he could continue, Suki jogged up to meet them. "Hey, what's going on? The old man looks rough."
Tobirama huffed, tousling Suki's hair. "Nothing, I just told him that I turned his favourite tea into a salve."
Suki snorted, swatting Tobirama's hand away. "Sure. Anyway, come on! There's a really good food stall at the end of the street that you've gotta try!"
With a fondly exasperated sigh, Tobirama allows Suki to drag him away into the crowd - the worry in the old healer's chi so thick that Tobirama could taste it.
Putting that thought to the back of his mind, Tobirama indulged the young Kyoshi warrior. That is, until they were cornered by a woman with chi that felt similar to Tobirama's aunt - the one from his mother's side, he never got along well with Butsuma's siblings.
"Suki." the woman scolded. Tobirama could make out a few gray stripes in her black hair. "Just what do you think you're doing?"
Suki chuckled, using Tobirama as a shield. The little traitor. "Uhm, showing Tobi around?"
The woman sighed, and, if chi sensing was accurate - of course it was - pinched the bridge of her nose. "You were told to let him rest - he's here to recover. Honestly Suki, you're going to have to learn to follow orders if you're going to lead the Kyoshi Warriors."
Tobirama chuckled to himself, pulling Suki out from behind him and ruffling her hair. "It's not fault of hers, I'm the one that approached her. Besides, I'm almost completely healed - Mr Seishū is just too paranoid."
He could feel the woman narrow her eyes as Suki attempted to fix her hair. "You were almost dead when your father brought you here. Seishū's good, but not that good."
Oh.
Shit.
Uhm- "It's because I'm a bender. A bender's chi circulates within their body in such a way that accelerates healing exponentially."
Suki huffed. "Yeah, he's fine! If he really was still hurt, he wouldn't be able to beat my ass as quick as he does."
That did nothing to calm the woman's ire. Instead, she pinned Tobirama with a glare fierce enough to melt ice. "And why, pray tell, are you 'beating her ass?'"
Tobirama blanched. He'd rather fight a battalion of eleite soldiers than incour the wrath of any sort of maternal figure.
Suki, bless her soul, was quick to speak up. "No! Not like that! He's been training me, and he hasn't even attempted to use the Kyoshi style himself! Very respectful, yes. He's observed all proper etiquette, no need to tan his hide!"
The woman was quiet for a moment before a heavy sigh fell from her mouth. "Very well. So this is the real reason you've had a lot more progress lately?"
Suki chuckled sheepishly.
Another long-suffering sigh. "I don't appreciate the deception, young lady. You just earned yourself one 'get your sorry ass back to your room' ticket."
With a squeak, Suki hurried off with a reminder yo meditate called after her. Tobirama turned towards the woman. "I must apologise, but I never got your name."
The woman hummed, crossing her arms. I'm Captain Hua Wei of Kyoshi."
Tobirama nodded. "A pleasure to meet you, Captain Hua, call me Tobirama. If I may, might I have your permission to learn the Kyoshi style?"
Tobirama could feel Hua's grin. It terrified him. "Sure, under one condition."
Vayu took a sip of his favourite tea blend - a sencha - and leaned on his husband's side. "He pulls it off rather nicely, no?"
The sun ran a hand through the wind's misty hair. "He does. Though green and gold aren't his colors."
Vayu blinked. "Oh, that's what he's in?"
Agni laughed. "For the most part, yes."
Dangun kicked open the door, smirking. "Sang-je just showed us this thing from the other plane - it's called a movie! There's this really cool song in it called "colours of the wind!" Whaddya think Vayu, interested? Huh?"
Dangun was promptly removed from the house with a particularly violent gust of wind.
The three-eyed sun spirit sulked, looking at where the door once was. "Dearest, we just got that replaced. You could've let me deal with it, you know."
A scoff. "And let you make the house smell even more like ash? I'll pass."
Tobirama tested the fabric of the uniform he wore, pleased by both it's texture and design.
Somewhere to the side, a woman in much the same uniform held a hand to her chin in thought. "It doesn't fit quite right - you're far too tall. Kyoshi herself is the only one I can think of that's taller."
Tobirama blinked in Captain Hua's direction. "It's a lovely uniform regardless. The fabric surprisingly doesn't get in the way and it feels quite nice."
A brown-haired adolescent strode into the room, a basket in hand. "I brought the stuff for sensitive skin."
The albino observed the basket of cosmetics. "What are they made out of?"
Suki pointed to a white jar, "This is just rice powder and some fancy-smelling oil," a red jar, "Some beni pigment," then, a black jar, "And something about cedar charcoal paste."
Tobirama nodded. "That shouldn't cause and adverse reactions. You may continue."
Captain Hua chuckled. "She could certainly use the practice."
Suki glared.
Tobirama did his best to ignore it.