Sokka the 50th - [Action/Voice]

[markofthewise]

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.]

Comments

[markofthewise]

Really? You never played with it as a kid?

[memoryboxes]

Oh... I don't remember any of that, really...

[markofthewise]

Really? Come on! I know you're an adult, but it can't have been that long ago!

[memoryboxes]

Oh, I don't remember much of anything before my son was born, actually!

[markofthewise]

... you're a mom?

[memoryboxes]

That's right! My son Kaji—he's somewhere around your age!

[Member of the Teen Moms Club, clearly. |Db]

[markofthewise]

Really? Is he around here too?

[An AMAZING club.]

[memoryboxes]

No, I'm afraid he's back home... Hopefully, I'll be able to go back soon enough...

[markofthewise]

... yeah, hopefully. He probably misses you. [Or would, if he knew she was gone. But getting into those complexities is just confusing.]

[memoryboxes]

I'm not too worried! And as long as I keep thinking about him, I shouldn't forget him or my house, so I'll just have to make the most of this!

[markofthewise]

Uh yeah, that's pretty much what I do. Mostly. Yeah.

[memoryboxes]

I suppose you must have family waiting for you at home as well, huh?

[markofthewise]

My dad and gran, yeah. My sister is here, at least.

[memoryboxes]

[A sigh of relief.]

That's good to hear—difficult times are easier when you have family with you, or even just to return to. I think it helps, anyway...

[markofthewise]

Yeah, it does. And I can wait. So being here isn't that bad. [He waited two years to see his dad. So what's another year or more of waiting...?]

[memoryboxes]

Good! That's a very good attitude to have...

[...Hm.]

Ah, I'm sorry! Silly me, I haven't introduced myself! I'm Sayo.

[markofthewise]

I'm Sokka. I'm the guy who runs the smithy. [He likes to think he's mildly Luceti famous.]

[memoryboxes]

Oooh, I see!




...What's a smithy?

[DENIED!!]

[markofthewise]

A smithy. It's where we make weapons.

[memoryboxes]

Weapons...?

[Nope, not ringing any bells.]

[markofthewise]

... swords. Spears. Stuff like that. [Who in the world doesn't know this kind of stuff?]

[memoryboxes]

Oh, o-of course! I know what... spears are!

[WHAT ARE SPEARS. WRACKING BRAIN NOW. *A*]

...can you eat with them...?

[markofthewise]

No! Spears are like pointy sticks you stick into other people or animals to kill them!

[memoryboxes]

Oh my goodness, that's awful! Why would I know something like that?!

[markofthewise]

... I don't know. Most people know about this kind of stuff.