Sokka the 47th - [Voice/Action]

[markofthewise]

I guess that's it for the new people, unless it starts up again this month. Well, anyway, I'm Sokka. Or Sokka Thunderaxe as some have been known to call me. I'm fine with either one.

I run the smithy here in town, known as the Slash 'n Crash, along with Edward and Winry. They both work for me. [They don't, but this is some rather obvious trolling here.] So if you need any kind of weapons made, or sharpened, or you know... some other kind of odd job. I'm the go to guy for that. There isn't money, so... the stuff is free. But we do accept favors as payment! Or food. Or well, anything. Just ask for me, Sokka. That's with an okka. [Accept no substitutes.]

[Filtered to Raine]

Speaking of which, mind dropping by today?

[Filtered to Regal and Gelda]

Sooooo. [A beat.] How did it go?

[For you action lovers out there, Sokka can be found at his usual haunts. School, the smithy, eating lunch in the plaza, or generally hanging out around his house.]

Comments

[Action]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Wielding a nunchaku is more than just fancy spinning. Although if he did try to shoot her Indiana Jones style, Sokka this little perky bundle will become a perky bundle of doom aimed at you.]

Okay.

[Action]

[markofthewise]

[It's spinning with STYLE! He wouldn't use a RPG bullet, but a real one. In an FMV. So she'd be dead. :(]

Here we go. [Behind the smithy and the house belonging to some doctor or something, is a training dummy Sokka may have stolen from the barracks.] Have at it!

[Action]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

Alrighty, here goes. [Selphie begins her morning training drills as she dips and darts around the dummy at a fast pace. The ends of the weapon fly out at random intervals with loud thuds and sickening cracks at various angles of the dummy's torso and its legs as chips of wood go flying before Selphie ends the drills and stands next to Sokka gulping in air.

She looks down at the nunchaku in her hands and nods.]

Looks like I found the one I want too. [She casts a sideways glance at him.] So, whatcha think?

[Action]

[markofthewise]

[Just... staring.]

I'm thinking I don't want to spar with you.

[Action]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Ah well. Selphie shrugs.]

No worries.

[Action]

[markofthewise]

I didn't realize you were so good at them.

[Or that she had any fighting talent at all. Maybe she's not such a ditz after all.]

[Action]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Selphie smiles confidently. There's more to her than meets the eye Sokka.]

You never asked. I'm one of the best in SeeD.

[Action]

[markofthewise]

[Apparently so.]

... See Dee? What's that?

[Action]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

SeeD. Like a flower seed. We're a group of elite mercenaries where I come from.

[Action]

[markofthewise]

Elite... flower mercenaries.

[He's imagining her fighting alongside those Earth Kingdom nomads. Somehow he thinks she'd fit in fine.]

[Action]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Excuse her while she bursts out laughing.]

No! I'm not explaining it very well. We're soldiers for hire. We fight in people's wars or we're hired to help liberate cities from an army, aid resistance groups. That kinda stuff!

[Action]

[markofthewise]

I know what mercenaries are. [He's never really dealt with them, but he always saw them as unsavory.] But where do the flowers come in?

[Action]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

I was explaining how to say SeeD -- the name of our organization. The name doesn't make a lot of sense, I know.

[Action]

[markofthewise]

I think I get it. Basically you go out as like. Seeds. And then you plant yourself into different situations. Once you're there, you branch out spreading destruction and war for the highest bidder.