Sokka the 49th - [Action/Written]

[markofthewise]

[It was another day at the Avatar house. Well, minus the lack of Katara. Which meant a quiet breakfast. Too quiet. Suki and Zuko were quiet on their own. But Aang? That wasn't like him. So after cleaning up, he decides to go check on the weird bald monk. Only when he opens up Aang's room... it's an all too familiar sight. It's been emptied out completely. All that's left is the bed, furniture... and Roku's air glider. Again. They sent Aang back again. Barely even two months and he was already gone. It wasn't enough they had to take Katara, but now this...

He lingers for a few seconds, then grabs the staff and storms out of the house. That is, unless, Zuko or Suki happen to stop him first. Either way, he'll end up in the forest later. He and Momo are trying to find Appa, who they can't find either. What they do find, however, is the unusual carcass of a deer. It doesn't take long for Sokka to note that the wounds that killed it don't match any animal in his world or this one. With Momo acting skittish, he gives themselves some distance before opening his journal and writing a message.]

What kind of predator kills its prey with punctures to the skull?

((ooc: Sokka can be found leaving his house or in the woods at any point, the latter scenario will be with Momo on hand. Sokka is still dressed up like this. No wig, but his hair is down, since it refuses to stay in a hairtie.))

Comments

[Written]

[markofthewise]

[Man, what is wrong with you.] I haven't exactly dissected it. But from what I can tell, everything's still inside.

Re: [Written]

[consultmybooks]

It would be a lot more helpful if I knew that. There are a couple of demons from my world that kill by either puncturing the skull and draining the brain or doing the same, only draining the spinal fluid.

But that's as far as I know on the matter.

[Written]

[markofthewise]

Well if you want to come look at it, you can. I'm going to burn it otherwise. Whatever did this could have done something to the deer that could infect the meat.

Re: [Written]

[consultmybooks]

Probably a safe course of action, actually.

[...] I'd like to take a look first, though, if you wouldn't mind.

[Written]

[markofthewise]

[Oi. He wanted to avoid people, but his logical side won't let him blow this off.]

Fine. I'm west of the village. About a half hour's walk from building six.

Re: [Written]-->[Action]

[consultmybooks]

I'll be there as soon as I can. [And the journal is closed]

[It's only a little over a half hour later that Sokka can probably hear the footsteps, and it doesn't take much longer for Giles to find him and the dear's corpse. He pauses at the sight of it, makes a face] Lovely.

[Action]

[markofthewise]

[In the meantime, Sokka has kept himself busy talking to others on the journals. Momo gives a curious chirp at the stranger approaching.]

You ever butchered an animal before?

Re: [Action]

[consultmybooks]

Not for a very long while.

[Action]

[markofthewise]

You're not going to get grossed out on me, are you?

[Maybe Sokka should just do it himself.]

Re: [Action]

[consultmybooks]

Certainly not. [He's not going to object at all if Sokka wants to do it himself, however.]

[Action]

[markofthewise]

Good. You bring a knife?

[He won't step in unless he has to. He's no stranger to cutting up animals, but it's not exactly a pleasant task.]

Re: [Action]

[consultmybooks]

[Giles actually has brought a knife. He pulls it out of the sheathe on his belt, sits down next to the deer, and examines the puncture marks closely] Hm...

[Then, after a couple of minutes, he goes to work with the knife, trying to get the skin away and get a better look at whatever further internal damage might have been done]

[Action]

[markofthewise]

[Sokka will just wait over here, with Momo who is now EXTREMELY not interested in Mr. Butcher.

As for Giles, he won't find anything unusual about the deer beyond the punctures. It seems like that was the cause of death.]

Re: [Action]

[consultmybooks]

[Nope. There's nothing there that he expected to find in the way of damage. Something just punctured the skull and killed the deer. He looks anyway, bothered far less by the blood and more by the circumstances, silent for several minutes, then...]

Well, this is very strange.

[markofthewise]

[That must mean he's done. Sokka comes in closer to take a look.]

Yeah? What did you find?

[consultmybooks]

Absolutely nothing out of the ordinary. Apart from the puncture marks to the skull, of course. The brain is still intact, the spinal fluids all there, it doesn't even look as though whatever killed it was especially interested in eating it.

Did anyone give you any leads over the journals?

[markofthewise]

Not much. Someone said they spotted other dead animals, but they were killed differently than this one.

[consultmybooks]

Other dead animals? Different dead animals?

...I don't know anything that could have done this, at least. [Indicating the deer] This is...unsettling.

[markofthewise]

Yeah. But they were killed differently, not like this one.

[consultmybooks]

Just killed? Not eaten, or anything like that?

Very odd.

[markofthewise]

Just... dead. [Sokka shakes his head.] I don't know.

[consultmybooks]

Under these circumstances? Neither do I. [He sighs heavily] I hate that.

Rupert Giles, by the way. Nice to meet you, even if it is under unfortunate circumstances.

[markofthewise]

[Give him a second. Oh yeah...]

I'm Sokka. [A beat.] Buffy probably mentioned me to you.

[consultmybooks]

Yes, as a matter of fact, she did.

[markofthewise]

So I take it the tales of my being actually male are not exaggerated.