Sokka the 38th - [Action]

[markofthewise]

[Shortly after the draft meeting, Sokka has been hanging out inside, pouring over the recon information Albert had provided a month prior, and matching it up with what Caesar had gone over. He wasn't the designated leader of his team, not really. There was possibly more qualified people for that. Brook and Erza came to mind, for that. Still, he could work on their own strategy. Their best defensive position would be the river. They just had to get there. Maybe... it wouldn't hurt to go talk to the people he'd be working with. If he can't stop them after they leave the meeting, he'll be going to the homes of any of his soon-to-be comrades. Well, assuming he knows where they live, at least. "Team A", huh.

... heh. Kind of like Team Avatar. Only without the Avatar.

Afterward, he figures it wouldn't hurt to make a few more stops. Since seeing Brook, Usopp and Chopper already necessitated a trip to the Straw Hats, he'll be making some quick stops at Mayoi's, Winry's, Xion's, and even Edward's. Lastly he'll even hit up Paru, since they are neighbors, after all. Of course, who's to say the people Sokka's looking for will actually answer the door and not someone else? No one, that's who! Once he's done making his rounds, time consuming as they are, he'll be spending the rest of his evening on his front porch, reviewing the plans. Silverbergs. Jeez.]

((tl;dr version: Sokka is all over the place. Do as you will.))

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[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[She blinks once at him putting it on like a ring and then giggles. she doesn't mean to make fun of him and her tone doesn't imply it either when, taking his hand gently with her own-]

No silly, that's not a ring... [And now attempting to slide it off him as she explains-] You put this on your bag or pouch. You have one of those to fit your food and such in, right?

[markofthewise]

Oh. [He does have his bag of holding (which is not a purse) that he keeps on him all the time. Right now there's a few smoke bombs in there, some food, and other odds and ends.]

How do you get it on there? I don't have any needle or thread.

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

If it's got a zipper, I can show you right now.

[Still that same calm, want-to-be-helpful voice going on here.]

Otherwise, I guess I'll have to sew it on later, won't I?

[markofthewise]

[He shakes his head.]

Nope, no zipper. Oh wait, I know! [A thought occurs to him. He reaches around his neck and removes his other necklace with the White Lotus tile on it. He adds the keyring to that before tying the necklace behind his neck again. Give him a second, this always takes a little while.]

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[She giggles again at that and, sneaking up behind him and taking the necklace's ends in her own hands]

Here, let me.

[And, whatever he says in response, she'll be tying it back together herself in this case]

[markofthewise]

[Well, he won't really resist. It's a little embarrassing, but what's he gonna do about it?]

So why a lightning bolt?

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

I would have fond an ax too, but it was short notice.

[That answers it, right. After she finishes to peeks out back to facing him]

[markofthewise]

[An axe... why would- ohhhhh.]

Oh, I get it. Thunder and axe! Like my... last name. Of course.

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

That's right. It's a fearsome name for a brave warrior, right? This won't quite inspire terror, but I thought it might be reassuring or lucky.