markofthewise | Sokka the 46th

[As if Sokka hasn't had enough teleporting shenanigans... With the experiment going into its final hours in the early evening until midnight, Sokka is reappearing in quite a number of places. Bedrooms, closets, roofs, the middle of nowhere... it's all quite convenient. ((ooc: In other words, say where you want him to be and that's where he'll be!))

At one point, he falls into the southern lake. Right into the middle... going splash. After sinking quite deep from the height of the fall, he drags himself to shore, but only after he gets there does he realize he lost Boomerang to the bottom of the lake. After vainly attempting to dive for it several times, he'll be sitting on the edge of the lake looking generally defeated and pathetic at the failed attempts. The fact it's dark and cold don't even seem to bother him. Boomerang is everything to him. ((ooc: Retrieving it is locked to Razette, but others can certainly talk to him so long as they don't have the power to go dive for it themselves.))

He also, unfortunately, ends up in the mountains at about midnight. Come early next morning (post-event), an exhausted, bedraggled, and by now somewhat injured Sokka will be dragging himself into town from the plaza, on his way home. He looks pretty much horrible from how much the experiment has abused him.]

((ooc: please specify at which point you're running into him?))

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No, I did not know there was a joke to begin with.
[He poured himself another cup of tea, his expression now sullen and sour.]
And then, for the past three days, any chance to clean and repair my camp have been spent being teleported about the land, arriving in places I had not even seen before and meeting strange new people...while in either a state of utter dirtiness, in half-dress, or without clothes at all. It has been very...trying.

[Blinking at that.]

Wow. For your first experiment, they're really making it rough for you. My first one wasn't nearly as bad. I just made a flamethrower for it.

[Flamethrower? He thought back to the eight Aku assassin robots and their weaponry. How could one solve problems with only a weapon that launches fire?]
Well, it is very difficult to fight against something one cannot even see...or even know when it is about to strike. [He let out a heavy sigh, sipping at his new cup of tea.] However, what has been done is done, and it serves one well to be able to move on to what waits on the horizon.

[Sokka shrugs and finally finishing off his first cup of tea.]

It's been annoying, but you... sort of get used to this place throwing crazy stuff at you. Give it a few days and things will be back to normal, like nothing ever happened.

[If only Sokka had seen the world Jack had come from.]
Yes, I am quite sure that will be the case. More tea?

[... yes, quite.]

Oh, sure. [He holds out his cup to be filled.] Do you want some jerky?

Yes, please...there has been few chances to eat due to the experiment. [Jack refills the cup, and then rubs at his left temple.] Not the strangest thing I have ever witnessed, but probably the most inconvenient...and rather cruel in its humour. [The plaza...oh, the plaza.]

[Sokka always carries jerky! So he reaches into his manly carrying bag (which is not a purse) and retrieves his spare beef jerky. He rips off one strip and hands it to Jack and takes one for himself. This goes perfectly with tea, naturally.]

Well, the guy who runs them is kind of crazy... Insane, really.

[He had begun chewing at the jerky when his eyes grew wide at Sokka's comment.] There is a man behind this madness?!
[It was not too far a stretch, seeing as one man had created the Aku killbots, but to wield this much power? Jack had thought it was perhaps some greater being with grand sorcery to call upon.]

I guess you didn't see when he left a message on the journals. [Digging for his journal now. He flips some pages around, then arrives on this entry and hands it over.]

That's Catherine, the guy in charge.

[Reading over the entry, Jack's face shifts into a look of disgust.] He does seem to be suffering an illness of the mind. I have never encountered, or even heard of, one such as this Catherine. Does he only see us as puppets or the like?

He doesn't live in here with us. He just... watches us. He's in charge of these experiments. Apparently the research is to find a way to send us all home. [Sokka is... well, he somewhat believes it, but he's not entirely sold on it just yet.]

Why do I find it very difficult to trust that idea? [He was used to the idea of something that could send him back to his own time only to find a large number of strings attached to it. Nothing ever was as simple as it was spoken.]

He doesn't seem terribly honest, does he? Personally, I think he just plays dumb. You don't take over the Malnosso by being a crazy old man.

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