Sokka the 48th -- [Voice/Action]

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[After being sent home in his own bed, Sokka had slept in a bit, finally had some real food and then went to see Suki. By now, he figures he should check to see how things went. Thus, he has a message to leave.]

Well that was a lousy week. How's everyone else doing? Did I miss anything?

Oh and uh. I think I might have to take the week off from the smithy. Maybe longer. That goes for training too.

[... yeah, that should do. He'll hang around town acting just a bit odd. For instance, very gently and very slowly opening the doors to shops. He doesn't bother going to the smithy. He's mainly just trying to stave off boredom due to the fact he really can't do much of anything now. Stupid Malnosso.]

Comments

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[herotypical]

Wrong homonym, honey. [Buffy shakes her head.] He rides in a sleigh. Like, dashing through the snow, in a one horse open sleigh. >small>[She genuinely sings these few bars, by the way.] Believe me, as a Slayer? I know about the other kind of slay. And that's so not his bag. Even though he's still not real.

[action] nice HTML there ;)

[markofthewise]

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Nice singing, Buffy.

[action] ;_;

[herotypical]

I try.

[She's not impressed with your non-compliment, Sokka.]

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[markofthewise]

[Well, he wasn't impressed with your singing.]

Is that another hobby of yours? Vampire slaying, bartending, singing mid-sentence?

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[herotypical]

Actually, I try to avoid spontaneously breaking out into song. That's usually a sign that something not right is going down.

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[markofthewise]

[Eyebrow.] So, should I be worried right now, then?

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[herotypical]

Wh-what? No. That wasn't spontaneous. That was planned. Ish. Plannedish. I mean, it was nothing like suddenly bursting into a whole musical number complete with Broadway dance routines.

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[markofthewise]

[Broadway dance routines...?]

So basically you thought, "Okay. I should go find Sokka and sing to him." I'm relieved already.

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[herotypical]

That's...not what I meant.

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[markofthewise]

Well, anyway. We should try to have less 'musical' conversations in the future.

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[herotypical]

Not a fan of a good tune, Sokka?

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[markofthewise]

Good tunes are fine. At times. Oh well... at least no secret tunnels were involved.

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[herotypical]

...Are secret tunnels usually involved?

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[markofthewise]

Not often, fortunately. I'd have a dented forehead if they were.

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[herotypical]

Right, so--as far as I can get from this whole conversation? Sometimes your bad days involve secret tunnels--but only sometimes. And ditto me for spontaneous musicals.

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[markofthewise]

Secret tunnels with spontaneous music. It's a two-for-one deal.

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[herotypical]

I'll...pass. That sounds altogether a little too freaky even for me.

[Then, blinking:] I'm...not holding you up from anything, am I?

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[markofthewise]

[A shrug.]

Not really. I can't do anything anyway. No training, no working. Just chatting. Go around, chatting it up.

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[herotypical]

Taking time off?

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[markofthewise]

No. Just your average case of being super strong and breaking just about anything I touch. Nothing major.

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[herotypical]

Oh. [Quiet for a moment.] At least you don't have high school gym class to contend with? 'Cause then the whole super strong thing gets awkward.

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[markofthewise]

[You get an eyebrow at that.]

Uh, well none of that. But I've got a running tally of about four doors I've ripped off the hinges today.

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[herotypical]

[She grabs a seat on the fountain's edge and invites him to join her.]

Yep, I remember pulling a few of those in my first few months on the job. But--ah, I'm guessing you haven't spontaneously been mojo'd into a Slayer 'cause you're so not the type. So what's the what? Drink something you shouldn't have?

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[markofthewise]

[... what is this, Buffy? Sitting next to him? Sharing stories? He didn't realize this was bonding time.]

Malnosso experimentation. And why wouldn't I be the type? I could slay vampires, if I had to.

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[herotypical]

[Well, Sokka? She's channeling that part of her that kicks into high gear during the one-on-ones with new Slayers. The near counseling levels of conversation when she helps them cope with the sudden onset of super strength--not to mention the dreams, the expectations, the danger. Unintentionally, she's treating him like one of her girls.]

Sure, you could slay them...but you couldn't be a vampire slayer. In my world? Slayers are only ever girls. One girl, chosen to fight against the vampires and the demons. But--that's not the important thing. You haven't--y'know--accidentally hurt anyone, have you?