<div class="floatright">(http://blogs.antena3.com/clipping/2012/06/28/00072/24.jpg)</div>Name: Jayce Darian<br/>Time: morning<br/>Location: random street in Republic City, in his earth-crafted shelter<br/>Tagging: open<br/><hr/>Another night, trying to relax. Jayce had just erected his home for the day, struggling to keep the embers alive so he can dry his shirt. He had taken a dive in the river trying to get his hand on a fish or two before the guards patrol came back around the area. He managed at least one measly fish and a decent wash of himself. He staked a fish and set it over the small fire as he huddled close, rubbing his hands together and trying to take in the warmth. What was going to happen tomorrow? that didn't matter, all that mattered was getting through the day until the next. Most of the shops were just opening up and everyone mostly still in their homes. He was seemingly alone for now, only the company of any passerby's would  join him. He was used to this loneliness that was brought on by the night and early morning, he wished his situation was different, but for now, he was toughing it out, and felt better off from where he came from.<br/><br/>In some respects he is eager for the mystery of what happens next, even though he preferred  to have his present situation taken care of. for now he had some food, shelter, a fresh bath. At least he's good looking, and it was relatively common for an earthbender to be topless. He stepped out of his makeshift  home for now and stretched a bit keeping an eye on his fire. smooth, pyramid shaped chunks of earth levitate and move with his movements, a slow, wide, strong stance. He looked at people passing by as he could, curious as to their thoughts on seeing the man. he had gotten the full spectrum of looks, stares and comments. Maybe today he could catch a lucky break.