Sokka the 48th -- [Voice/Action]

[markofthewise]

[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.]

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[markofthewise]

Or like THIS!?

[This may be a terrifyingly huge smile.]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Almost. Do your best not to look like a loon next time, okay?

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[markofthewise]

I'll keep that in mind.

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

It's an improvement from before though.

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[markofthewise]

Right. So smiling and bragging. I'll keep that in mind.

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

It'll be like nothing has changed.

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[markofthewise]

Well as long as you're happy. [...]

I should probably head home. [Or something.]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? Have some important things you need to break?

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[markofthewise]

Actually... I was going to try and find some food. [That hopefully doesn't involve him ripping the door off the fridge.]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Come to my place! I could make lunch for us.

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[markofthewise]

Lunch? Might as well, I guess. [He is kind of starving.]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

What would you like? We've got lunch meat, left over meatloaf, left over stew, tuna... hm, what else do we have in the fridge...

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[markofthewise]

[Following!]

Really, anything meat is good. Sandwich might be best. I don't want to ruin any plates or silverware.

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I guess that means I'll have to put it together for you too. Think Suki would be okay with that?

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[markofthewise]

... I think she'd understand. [Just as long as Winry isn't hand feeding it to him.]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Well alright then!

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[markofthewise]

[No, Winry. Just no.]

Oh good, there's your house.

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

We've got hard salami, ham, turky, 'American' cheese, provolone, lettuce, tomato... You know, how about I just let you look in the fridge when we get there. You can point to what you want.

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[markofthewise]

Oh, all of that's good. Perfect.

[Yeah, he totally thought that's what you meant by listing all of the meet and cheeses.] No jalapenos, huh?

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

No jalapenos.

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[markofthewise]

Oh well. I'm sure it will be fine anyway.

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

We don't have very much in choices to drink. Ice tea, milk, grape juice...

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[markofthewise]

[All of the above! Oh wait, that doesn't work, does it?]

Ice tea is fine. [He takes a look around the place. Seems emptier now. He suddenly realizes that the... kid... thing could be around. Erp.]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

What kind of sandwich did you want?

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[markofthewise]

Uh. All the meats. Is that okay? Just a few would be fine.

[Sokka wouldn't know what to look for anyway. He takes the cup and carefully sets it on the table.] I guess you don't have any straws...