markofthewise | Sokka the 23rd

[After some more healing sessions, Sokka is almost back to feeling one hundred percent again. Which means he's going back to the smithy today, even if he can't do his usual share of the work, he can at least direct New Feathers with what they need. Besides, after seeing Zuko as a invalid for a few weeks, the last thing Sokka wants to do is spend too much time at home healing, even if it means using a staff to balance on in spite of that injured leg. One of the first things he'll be doing though is looking for Winry. If he can't find her at the smithy or clinic, he'll be making a trip to her house.

Later in the day he opens up his journal to make a voice message. He briefly considers making it filtered, but he's not going to talk about anything considered confidential anyway. Besides, he's feeling to tired to draw up a complicated anti-villain filter now that he has to change his usual pattern to include Azula.]

Just a reminder to any of you New Feathers around, the Slash 'n Crash is here for your weapon needs. We've got an overload of stuff coming in and we're running out of space to put this stuff, so if you haven't already, come down here and grab your junk before we have to melt it down.

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If we can't get your order done right, you get your money back. That's our special customer guarantee.

[Ceodore doesn't quite get how that works. Terra had said there was no money. Was he expected to find compensation after all?

Either way, he needed the armor fixed so it worked around the wings. So he makes his way over to the shop, with the piece needed adjustment in hand, after making a study of the map he was shown.]

Hello? Is this the "Slash and Crash"?

[Sokka is off sitting in a chair sharpening a knife on a stone the old fashioned way. He'll look up when he hears Ceodore come in.]

Yup. You're the armor guy, right?

[Sunburnt armor guy. This is the one. It's a heck of a lot better than "the son of Cecil and Rosa" for the zillionth time in his life. He'll take it.]

That's right.

[He holds out the armor for inspection then glances at his back.]

I can't fit it around those.

Oh. [He looks over the armor.] Do you want holes for the wings or just stretched out in the back?

Stretched, I think.

[He's considering that holes in the back are chinks to get hurt through.]

Is it possible?

[He shrugs.] We'll figure it out. You might want to wear padding over the wings, though. They're pretty sensitive.

Yeah, I've noticed.

[They've sure made getting comfortable to sleep hard enough, especially working around his sunburn from the desert arrival.]

Thanks for the help.

[A shrug.] It's what we do. The name's Sokka, by the way.

Ceodore, nice to meet you.

[Small nod of greeting. Absolutely not bringing up the surname or title. Nope.]

Have... have you been here long?

I'm up to four months now. What about you?

Couple of days.

Oh, so you're a New Feather! Weird place, isn't it?

That's what I hear. It's a strange name. And you have no idea how weird.

I've been here four months. I think I have some idea.

Right. Sorry.

[Cringe. Visibly wincing.]

[That earns you a strange look.]

... are you okay?

Huh? Yeah. Guess you would have an idea.

[Not going to complain on top of sounding like a rude idiot now.]

Is there anyone from your world back home here?

A few. My parents, some of their friends, my uncle... What about you?

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[Color him envious.]

My sister and a few of our friends... acquaintances, one of my friend's great-grandpa's from the past.

[He wouldn't be if he knew the situation.]

A great-grandfather. Does he believe you?

[Probably not. Although he'd take his mother regardless of her age.]

Yeah, I think so. He's pretty famous in our time, so we knew a lot of stuff about him that people from his time wouldn't.

[Point. Then again, Ceodore's pretty relieved his mother's not in the clutches of a nefarious dark!dragoon.]

That's good. Everyone I know here is from before I was born. Most of them don't believe me.

[Including the parents. Oddly, the uncle who tried to destroy the world and one of his archfiends do. Oh the irony.]

[Well that IS a bit unusual.] ... that's rough, buddy.

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