markofthewise | Sokka the 51st

[This morning, the Sokka that wakes up is not the one he was before. However as he gets out of bed, he soon recognizes the room he's in. He remembered it from two years ago... how did he get back here? How was he going to get back? With a sigh, he turns to his journal.]

What's the month and cycle here?

[Best to find out how long he's been gone. He soon finds some clothes that aren't too small on him and gets dressed, heading out to see what's changed since he's been gone from Luceti. Already he knows something is wrong. If he was sent home and brought back, all this stuff shouldn't be here. Maybe some people from home are here. Or maybe... maybe his sister is still alive here. He swallows hard as he exits his room, going to explore the house.

Later in the day, he'll be roaming town, now educated about what exactly is going on. He isn't too happy about it, but he can at least catch up with some old friends before he's sent home.]

((ooc: Avatar Sokka again! From his perspective, he left for his own world in August and has been gone for two years. He has all of his memories from prior to AU, thought it may take awhile for him to remember some people. Anyone regular Sokka met after August is completely new to him. Also, replies will come from

avatarsokka. Sokka is now eighteen, taller (5'10), and more built than his icons imply (Earthbending does that to you). He has since fixed his shoop beard.))

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Hey Sokka?

[He doesn't quite stop or turn around, but he's listening. ~~Which is more than she does when busy.~~]

Yeah?

Sokka, look at me.

[... oh boy. He turns around and leans against the sink.]

What is it?

Something to remember me by?

[A kiss... a kiss won't hurt. He lowers his his head and meets her lips with his own. This? This he likes.]

[He can't help that this... doesn't feel real. He doesn't pull away, not immediately. But after a few more seconds of passionate kissing, even with his hands cradling her face, he pulls away. He remains unconvinced.]

Wow. That was really something. [At least it sounds genuine.]

Really? I'm glad.

[If only she had meant it... but now that the dishes are mostly done, maybe he can excuse him.]

Thanks for having me over. I enjoyed it. [In a tone that says, "But I really should go."]

The pleasure was mine; maybe we can do it again sometime. Shall I escort you out?

Of course, you are the host. [He'll follow her, smile on his face. They didn't go all the way, but he's making it obvious he's satisfied. He doesn't want to leaver her disappointed, after all.]

[He steps out to the cool winter air, feeling a bit of relief and disappointment at the same time. He turns back to her and gives a smile.]

Maybe I'll see you again, Winry. If not, I hope you'll think better of me after all this.

Of course. I promise to remember you.

[He smiles at that, then turns. As he walks away, he gives an over the shoulder wave. Maybe he'd have a shred of dignity...

... if his destination wasn't to get ready for his next date.]

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