[Jurinjo]

Taku turned to her, still angry and no longer as careful with his words as he was with Senalda. "Don't forget I what I said about your carelessness being inexcusable. I've made people mad, I've even made some enemies. Will it be okay if I EVER went to the Norther Tribes after that?" he motioned back towards the stalls. "I've been fine on my own so far. It's been fun Tayu..." Great so now he wasn't going to the island anymore either. It would be really nice right about now if he had a glider. The angry young man turned on his heels and bounded away. He used his bending to run faster but wielded it more precisely. He formed small compact air pouches under his feet to propel him forward with each step. The technique used to require a lot of his focus to accomplish. The fact he didn't need to be completely in the moment to nail the timing anymore was the benefit of no longer having a glider. In the boy's rush something dropped from his bag without his noticing. It was an odd metal box made from a myraid of different metal objects went around each other fitting like a puzzle. Different colors ranging from a drab grey of plain steel to an odd shade of eggplant gave a very sculpture feel to the cube. The only protrusion in the thing was what looked like half a cone with glass in the center like a dome.