markofthewise | Sokka the 50th

When do we start getting some real snow around here? I've seen a little here and there, but the stuff practically melts by the time it hits the ground! My real birthday is in November, but not, you know, the one it is in Luceti. I won't actually be, you know, seventeen this month. That's not the point. But back home, we have some pretty good blizzards this time of year. I mean, sure, there's snow all the time back home, but November snow is... special? Kind of? I'm just hoping we don't have to wait until December for the real stuff. Sunshine and flowers are great and all, but it's getting kind of old by now, you know?

[Filtered to Poland and Shikamaru]

I have your orders ready. Sorry they're a bit late. But, you know how it is. Throw in some super strength, stupid costumes, and hallucinations and you get a little behind. But they're good to pick up.

[Filtered to Katie]

I finished the sword you wanted. You know, the one you were going to make? But never did? At two in the morning? Yeah, I have it. You should come pick it up.

[Having let everyone know his feelings about the weather, as well as work related updates, Sokka settles into the smithy to get some work done and meet anyone coming to pick up their orders. Afterward, he decides to have some fun in the Battle Dome. He can either be stopped on his way there from the smithy, or someone can meet up with him there.]

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Yes. Out of iron and everything. [And you will like it.]

Really? No steel or coal or nickel or silver or chocolate? Just pure iron?

I may have... added some steel... for, you know, stability.

[Oh well, that's not so bad.]

Well, stability is very useful. Shall I come and collect it, then.

Unless the hour is too inconvenient. Perhaps you'd like to wait until, say, three in the morning?

Oh, three in the morning would be excellent. Shall I see you then?

Yeah? No. Not happening.

Well, you shouldn't have suggested it, then. Now?

Sarcasm. I do that sometimes. [Huff.] Now's good.

Oh, sarcasm. I'm not very good at that. I'll see you at 3am.

[By which she means five minutes, but hey. Closing her journal now. |D]

[Ugh! Annoying girl. He closes his journal too and fumes.]

[That being said, she is still not going into that smithy, because burning herself on iron is not in the cards today. So Katie will attempt to rouse him on the journal again shortly afterward.

...if she's unsuccessful, she'll ask a random passerby to poke Sokka for her or start throwing stones at the smithy doorway. Your choice. |D]

[Option C! Eventually the sound of stones catches his attention and Sokka walks out, looking rather unamused.]

Hey! What's the big- [... oh.] It's you.

Hello. [Dropping the last of her stones casually back to the ground.] I know I said I'd be here at three in the morning, but I was in the neighbourhood. Do you mind that I'm early?

Oh haha. [You are so hilarious Katie. Not really.]

I think I'll live. Well, come on. [Heading to the smithy.]

[She lives to please. Or get on your nerves. One of the two.]

Can't I just wait out here?

[Mostly the latter. Ah, to be forever misunderstood.]

But your sword is inside.

But I'm outside. I can only go into smithys at night.

That doesn't even make sense!

Why not? Perhaps it's a law where I come from.

Yeah? Well there's no laws here, so I think you can get away with it.

But I've been brought up to obey the law, or I don't get dessert.

Uh huh, sure. Tell you what, we go get the sword, and I'll go get your some dessert.

Can't you just bring it out?

... fine, I can. [Walking back to the smithy now.] Not that it's cold out or anything. Or that we have a building for people to pick up stuff. Oh no, that would be too easy. Have to make everything complicated. [And he continues like this as he goes inside.]