markofthewise | Sokka the 40th - [Action/Accidental Voice]

[Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Nothing like being a real ladies man ~~in a Barbie world.~~ See, even with the sky looking hellish and like the end of the world, life goes on. Which meant he had gone out to go check on things. That had been the plan. He had, instead, found himself being chased by some vicious looking rabbits with axes. After realizing he couldn't escape them, he had been forced to fight them off blow to blow until they were dead. Tragically, being a cartoon character, he didn't even get any experience points for it. He did find a nifty uniform... and a statue of a peeing boy after finishing them off. In the end, he took a moment to put the costume over the naked statue's indignity and carried on. At which point he was hit in the head by a flying squirrel out of nowhere. He is unknowingly left with a red balloon attached to his head.

Attempting to traverse back to the village left him facing far deadlier skeletons armed with weapons. After making sure they weren't Brook's long lost relatives, he was forced to fight off what he could, discovering they were particularly vulnerable to Eferin's fire. Useful to know. What wasn't useful was when he was forced to start running away... and ran into a cold, frozen wall. Or rather, after he was on the ground looking up, he realized it was actually the leg of one tall, frozen lady. Sure, she was over twice his height, but she had to be reasonable, right? She had that sort of reasonable look about her, after all.

At the same time, he ends up dropping his journal, which opens and records as he tries to reason with this giant frozen lady.]

Hey, hey lady. You gotta get out of here. There's all kinds of crazy stuff out there. Giant spiders, walking skeletons, and I think I saw a menacing looking squirrel in a cape. So you better- hey! HEY! [There's the sound of stumbling as he avoids getting hit by a blast of ice.] Was that really necessary? I was just trying to warn you that- [And again! Sokka isn't so lucky this time, getting his leg frozen in place. A blast of fire fixes that.] That was just uncalled for. [At this point, he trips over the journal, turning it off. He'll answer it once he's dealt with this icy bitch.

... hours later, he'll be returning home with new friends in tow. Can he keep them, Katara?

ooc: feel free to run into him at any point. He'll reply to anyone on the journals once things are settled down for him.]

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You don't. [He knows plenty who don't, but still. He knows more combatants than not.] Why not?

[She gives him a bit of a perplexed look. She'd noticed that there were more warriors than there had been in her village, but she had yet to realize that they formed the majority.] Why would I? I'm not a fighter.

[He offers a small shrug.] Well, I figured. But why not learn? You don't need magical, special powers to fight people.

...There wouldn't be a point for me to try that.

[That earns a quizzical look.] Really? Why?

I just... [She returns her gaze to the direction they're going.] I couldn't go out on a battlefield. Fighting like that isn't something I can do. [She shakes her head.] It wouldn't make a difference, anyway.

That's ridiculous, Fenimore. Anyone can make a difference. [He points back in the direction they came from.]

When those rabbit things attacked me... what would have happened if there had been one more than I could have handled? They could have made me into Sokka stew because I couldn't fight them all off. But if you knew how to fight, just handling one of those things would have saved my life.

[She looks over at him and doesn't say anything right away. Then her expression changes to an annoyed one and she pulls out the sarcasm.] Well, fine then. I'll devote all my free time to learning how to kill small, fuzzy things. It will really pay off when the day arrives that I can kill rabbits.

[He gives her an annoyed look, then shakes his head and keeps walking.]

Yeah, whatever. If you don't think you can do it, then you're probably right.

[She looks about to argue, but she think better of it.]

Fine. [And she follows again.]

[He takes the lead, marching on silently. It won't be long before they're in the village.]

[It might not be long, but it is long enough for her to start regretting being so biting about the response. She mightn't like the topic, but it wasn't his fault. And he had just barely finished saving her life. Some thanks she was giving him.

So when they do arrive close enough to the village for her to begin recognizing the area, she speaks up in a less belligerent manner.] The barracks aren't far now.

[A nod at that. He's not in much of a mood for talking. So after marching a little further along, the barracks are within sight.]

I'll probably stay out here a little longer.

[She looks at him in surprise.] What? Why?

[He shrugs a bit.]

See if I can find my sister and friends. Maybe they could use some help.

Oh. ...You'll find them. I'm sure of it.

Yeah. Stay safe.

[With that, he turns to leave.]

[She almost just lets him go, but she abruptly says:] I shouldn't have said it like that. [And then, without clarifying which "it" she was talking about, she, too, turns around.]

Yeah, I know. Don't worry about it. [With that, he keeps on going.]

[And she heads off to the barracks, which she might even make it to depending on how all her shenanigans arrange themselves chronologically.]

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