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markofthewise) wrote2010-12-10 06:12 pm
markofthewise) wrote2010-12-10 06:12 pm
Sokka the 52nd - [Action/Voice]
Hard to believe it's December here again. Looks like the snow is letting up from the snowstorm yesterday. [It was snowing... just like, a year ago.]
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Hey, I've got something for you. Drop by my house later, okay?
[Today is his one year anniversary in Luceti. It's not exactly something to be happy about, as far as he's concerned. The only bright spot is him dwelling on the future he heard about from his 'future sister'. It's nice knowing that, eventually, he will get back home and have the kind of life he's been looking forward to. On the other hand, he can't help but wonder at the future painted by Xion. He never found out what his future was like for her... but he had a feeling he was in it. And the idea of being in Luceti after that long was just disturbing.
So it's with these thoughts that Sokka is busy hauling his canoes back to his house from the river bank, preparing them for winter storage where they won't get too damaged. Even though he could take them out for ice fishing, there's no point in damaging them. Once he's finished up with that, he decides to just take a walk around town. He's mostly taking note of how much has changed... or hasn't. In particular, he stops in front of House 2 and watches it a bit. He knows someone lives there. But he wonders if the walls are still purple from when he painted them. He thinks back to the party he had there with Toph. Some of the first people he ever talked to were gone now. Nash, Mayoi... and a lot more since he first arrived. After making some other stops at places that used to be important to him, mostly due to their old occupants, he heads on home.
... or at least that was the plan. He detours into the woods, to go hunting again after a month of not doing so. It's late in the season and there isn't much game to be had, but this is what he would be doing if he was home, in the South Pole, where he belonged. So he'll be taking his dinner under the tree canopy, slowly cooking a rabbit he brought down. Sure, Katara is probably making something tastier for dinner, but this... this feels more right. He'll make it back home before Zuko and the girls have time to start worrying.]
[Filtered to Winry]
Hey, I've got something for you. Drop by my house later, okay?
[Today is his one year anniversary in Luceti. It's not exactly something to be happy about, as far as he's concerned. The only bright spot is him dwelling on the future he heard about from his 'future sister'. It's nice knowing that, eventually, he will get back home and have the kind of life he's been looking forward to. On the other hand, he can't help but wonder at the future painted by Xion. He never found out what his future was like for her... but he had a feeling he was in it. And the idea of being in Luceti after that long was just disturbing.
So it's with these thoughts that Sokka is busy hauling his canoes back to his house from the river bank, preparing them for winter storage where they won't get too damaged. Even though he could take them out for ice fishing, there's no point in damaging them. Once he's finished up with that, he decides to just take a walk around town. He's mostly taking note of how much has changed... or hasn't. In particular, he stops in front of House 2 and watches it a bit. He knows someone lives there. But he wonders if the walls are still purple from when he painted them. He thinks back to the party he had there with Toph. Some of the first people he ever talked to were gone now. Nash, Mayoi... and a lot more since he first arrived. After making some other stops at places that used to be important to him, mostly due to their old occupants, he heads on home.
... or at least that was the plan. He detours into the woods, to go hunting again after a month of not doing so. It's late in the season and there isn't much game to be had, but this is what he would be doing if he was home, in the South Pole, where he belonged. So he'll be taking his dinner under the tree canopy, slowly cooking a rabbit he brought down. Sure, Katara is probably making something tastier for dinner, but this... this feels more right. He'll make it back home before Zuko and the girls have time to start worrying.]
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[He reaches inside his coat and pulls out a small, poorly wrapped box with an awkward looking ribbon around it.] This is for you.
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[At the bottom of the box is this bracelet. Sure... it's not your typical fashion, but it's vaguely Water Tribe. Typically it would be made with shells or bones, but limited materials means he settled on driftwood instead.]
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You made it yourself?
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[His definition of making something is making all the materials. He just put it together. Which is so lame.]
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It's beautiful! Thank you, Sokka.
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sob, why is he so used to this now.]Hey, don't mention it. Now we're even until next year. [He subtle way of: I already got a present, don't give me another in February.]
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I'll need to start making myself a jewelry box.
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Do you have a lot now?
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You know, come spring, I could add some more pieces to it... make it into an armband for you.
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Sure, that'll be interesting!
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So uh... it's pretty cold out here. I shouldn't keep you out here too long.
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