Sokka the 24th - [Action]

[markofthewise]

[Today Sokka has excused himself from work, because really, Edward is a frigging beast and he's not too happy about the new couch just yet, so hanging out here with nothing to do is kind of pointless. So today he's working hard on one of his other, more important projects. Namely, building a few more canoes, now that he's determined the prototype to be perfectly safe. So Sokka is over beside House 56 (facing House 57 and the road to the barracks), sawing the wood for the second canoe in his 'fleet'.

If you're one of the people who agreed to help him, feel free to already be there doing so. Or if you just happen to be out and about in this obscure part of Luceti, feel free to gawk.]

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[standsonhands.livejournal.com]

[markofthewise]

[He doesn't notice her immediately, busy as he is with work. At least not until he hits his thumb with a hammer.]

OW! OW! Gaaaaah!

[standsonhands.livejournal.com]

[markofthewise]

[What's this? He turns around and... oh. It's her.]

Your concern is touching.

[standsonhands.livejournal.com]

I wasn't laughing at you! I was- um... I just saw a thing.

[markofthewise]

[Awww man, his poor thumb.]

A thing? What thing?

[standsonhands.livejournal.com]

Oh, you know, just a thing. You totally would have laughed if you'd seen it.

[markofthewise]

... right.

So what are you doing here anyway?

[standsonhands.livejournal.com]

Who, me? I'm just exploring.

[markofthewise]

... well you found my house. How about that.

[standsonhands.livejournal.com]

You live here? Do all the houses look like this?

[markofthewise]

[Give Sokka a moment to look around him at all the different looking houses on this particular path.]

... no?

[standsonhands.livejournal.com]

I didn't even notice. So they have stuff that's bigger than these, right?

[markofthewise]

Yup. [He gets up and walks past his house to point to the eight story community housing just on the other side of his house.]

But you have to share those. There's five apartments on each floor, three rooms in each apartment.

[standsonhands.livejournal.com]

Oh.

Is that supposed to be a boat?

[markofthewise]

[Ah. Well not he gets to brag. His sore thumb is temporarily forgotten.]

It's going to be! My friend Usopp and I already made one. It's over by the river, right now.

[rebeloutcast.livejournal.com]

[Jet is partaking in one of his favorite hobbies - actually two. Stalking someone, and taking delight in Sokka looking like an idiot. Yeah, Sokka. That ain't no giant bird up on the roof.]

[markofthewise]

[You may call it being an idiot, Sokka calls it being productive. And right now he's not hitting his thumb with a hammer just yet. So how about those apples?]

[greaterdays.livejournal.com]

[hello, neighbor. Sokka might notice Nanako watching from behind a tree in her front yard. She's not hiding, exactly, but she's curious about what he's doing and he's not someone she's talked to before.]

[markofthewise]

[Hammering, hammering, eating sammich, hammering- hey wait, where did his hammer go?

Oh there it is. Flying out of his hand and behind him towards that tree. Oops.]

[greaterdays.livejournal.com]

[....Sokka, what do you have against little girls?

Nanako ducks and covers her head as the hammer buries itself into the tree trunk.] Aaah!

[markofthewise]

[Nothing! But he watches in horrible slow motion as his hammer goes heading towards that kid... and fortunately miss. He sighs a breath of relief and runs over.]

Hey! Are you okay!?

[greaterdays.livejournal.com]

Y-yeah... I'm okay. [she peeks upward, eyes focusing on the hammer in the tree.]

[markofthewise]

Uh, sorry about that. [He pulls the hammer back out of the tree.]

I shouldn't eat and work, I guess...

[greaterdays.livejournal.com]

Don't worry.

[she stands up, calmed down again now that there aren't things flying at her head.] What are you making?