markofthewise | Sokka the 25th - [Accidental Thoughts]

[Sokka is busy sitting in the smithy. There's not much work to do lately, now that the New Feather cycle is winding to a close, so he's trying his hardest to get comfortable on the new couch. It's not working. His journal is lying next to him and happily recording his thoughts for all to hear.]

(( You'd think Raphael could pick a better couch. But no! This one is like a rock! I know he probably can't appreciate the subtleties of a comfort with that shell of his, but hey, I liked our old one! Stains? Who cares about stains. We could have thrown a blanket or something over it. I wouldn't have cared. Not like it would have happened if he hadn't been playing with that blowtorch anyway.

Of course, I'm probably the only one who cares. I doubt Edward ever uses it. I don't know if that guy even knows how to relax. And Winry is always at her workbench anyway. Or gardening with Haruki of all people. I don't know what she sees in the guy. Sure, he's an okay guy and maybe his Brigade isn't a complete waste of time, but still. The guy is a complete jerk. I don't think this Batmannychan guy is even all that bad to begin with. That so called paperweight probably belonged to him anyway. At least, not according to Luka.

[At this point, a brief image of a nude Luka flashes in his mind. It's hastily replaced by the image of a clubbed seal and Sokka hauling it off.]

Boy I could go for some fried tiger seal meat right now. I wonder if they even have that here? I guess I could ask Katara, but she'll probably find some way to turn it into a lecture. And then she'll punch me in the arm. Why do girls keep doing that to me? Katara, Toph... even Winry is doing it now. At least Ty Lee doesn't do it. And Suki never did it either! That's my kind of girl. Nice, friendly, and doesn't hit me. Fortunately this rules Azula out. Thank the spirits for that.

... spirits. I wonder if that wolf god will want to play fetch again. She was really good with... wait... ))

[Sokka stops as he looks up and sees the bubble above his head OVERFLOWING with words. And then to his horror, his journal is wide open just over there. Daaaaaaammit!]

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[Raph's just standing in the doorway to the workshop, his own thought bubble an ever-present storm cloud over his head, flashes of thoughts appearing through the haze.]

[He snorts his disapproval.] Next time, get your own damn couch.

[Oh shit, of all the people to catch him... but hey, reading thought bubbles if fair play.]

Wait, wait. You mean the stains were blood!? [He never actually saw the couch after taking Winry to the clinic, so he had assumed...]

[The cloud above him darkens as his glare sharpens.]

Hey look, you ain't so dumb after all.

... you could have said something. [And an image even more engrossed in his mind than a naked android? It's seeing Winry in the process of tearing at her own arm with her fingers. Here's your chance to finally see that for yourself, Raph.]

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[He looks at the wall instead.]

Doesn't matter.

... thanks for taking care of it, Raph. And Winry too.

Whatever. Somebody's gotta do it.

[He glares up at his thought bubble and tries to wave it away like a cloud of smoke.]

You know anythin' about makin' shocks?

[Good. He'll take that over this subject.]

I'd have to know what they are first.

Figures. My bro's got me makin' them for some kid's skateboard.

... I'd have to know what a skateboard is too.

It's...[A picture of Mikey on his skateboard pops into his thought bubble.] a board with wheels kids roll around on.

Oh. That doesn't look like it would be too hard to make.

I can do the axles no problem, just the shocks're gonna be tricky. I was gonna ask Winry but...[The next image is Winry and Haruki gardening - which quickly turns into Raph kicking the shit out of Haruki and enjoying it all too much.] I'll catch her later.

[Completely derailed by amusing imagery.]

... wait, wait. Go back, I want to see that one again.

[Raph just grins, then concentrates on putting more detail into the thought. Now it's a close up of Haruki getting repeatedly punched in the face, nose bloodied and front teeth knocked out.]

You know, I could really get used to these bubbles things.

'Sides the part where they do the talkin' for you.

[Okay, now it's is turn.] Who was that girl you were thinkin' of anyways?

... just some robot girl. No one important.

Looked pretty real for a robot. [Now he's trying his best to imagine her himself. Ahaha!]

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[Glaring at that thought bubble.]

She didn't look anything like that.

Oh yeah? [He erases that thought.] How's that?

She's... invisible now?

[Have some frustrated read lines appearing in that cloudy head-bubble. He rolls his eyes.]

How was I wrong?

Well... it was more like this. [And Sokka is trying his hardest and...

There you go. A thought bubble of Luka, but with rendition of what she would look like without the skin. It's more clockwork than it should be, but...]

[He folds his arms over his chest and frowns.]

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