Sokka the 55th - [Action/Voice]

[markofthewise]

[This Lucetian has been returned from the Malnosso, after not too long a stay with them. He's kind of bruised up and is leaning on his left leg a bit much. But you'd never notice it from that kick in his step. With a big grin on his face, he's walking from the north end of the plaza on his way home, looking all around him at all the snow the recent snow storm left. And those icicles hanging on the trees! Beautiful! What a winter wonder land he's found!

And look, is that a stray squirrel in his path? Sokka will happily say hello to it until it runs away on twitch reflex. Oh well, that squirrel had important things to do! And that stray cat. And that deer. And that bird and- oh, he must be in the woods. Time to go back to the village. You know what? Despite not feeling all that well, after he gets to House 56 and informs his sister and girlfriend and that wonderful old chap from the Fire Nation he's home, he's got other places to visit. He has to let his friends know he's home. All his friends. Like his smithy buddies. His Straw Hat friends. People he's met randomly at the smithy when they go work orders. Xion, of course requires a visit. He doesn't exactly know where Frey lives these days, but darnit if he isn't going to work out and drop in on him too. He doesn't exactly feel bad about his argument with Haruhi. It was all a silly misunderstanding. So he'll just drop in on her too. And his teachers and, oh, did he ever find out about Regal's proposal? And then there's the pirate the slayer and other friends and... yeah, catching up with everybody is kind of an all day thing. He'll drag himself home that night.

Oh, but fortunately before he arrives at home, he does leave a voice message for everyone.]

Man, everyone says those Malnosso people are real jerks. I don't know what they're talking about. The dropped me off near town, gave me my clothes back - with all the holes I put in it stitched back, thank you very much, and were even nice enough to make sure I was clean shaven before dropped here. These are good people, am I right? Right? Right?

((ooc: If not completely obvious, the Malnosso have returned Sokka from his kidnapping lacking in ANY kind of negativity. There is no downside to ANYTHING. He is perpetually happy. He still, of course, loves his jokes and sarcasm. But he's happy, happy, happy. He's having a wonderful time! This will last until... well, however long it takes for Sokka's happiness to make me start vomiting.]

Comments

[markofthewise]

[Sokka CANNOT be insulted. So he raises his glass to Jack and drinks.

And then turns to Buffy.] Jacksledding?

[all7seas]

A very wild, dangerous sport what consists of sliding heroically along the path after generating momentum through a running start!

[herotypical]

He's pretty much a pro at it, too. I think that's why they named it after him.

[markofthewise]

I thought it was bobsledding.

[all7seas]

Bob's sled is different. Erm.....Annie can explain that one to you, Thunderaxe.

[herotypical]

Bobsledding's got the sled, right? And the big icy track. Jack's version basically just has...snow. And sliding. Kinda like dignified slipping.

[ pause. ] But still super fun, I promise.

[markofthewise]

So falling with style. That's cool. [He's satisfied with that. If you're hoping for help in trolling Jack, this isn't the right Sokka for that.]

[all7seas]

Not falling, Thunderaxe----sliding mightily and true and fiercely across the snowpacked byways!

[herotypical]

[ surprisingly, this is buffy being nice to jack. not trolling. ]

It's exactly like he describes it.

[markofthewise]

Oh. [He believe both of you.] We used to go penguin sledding. You don't get better than that.

[all7seas]

[herotypical]

Poor penguins.

[markofthewise]

No, they don't mind it all!

[all7seas]

Wait, but...how many penguins do you have to sit on at once?

[herotypical]

Again, I say -- poor penguins.

[markofthewise]

Just one. And they don't mind, really. [Note the utter lack of enthusiasm in defending his point.]

[all7seas]

Annie! The more penguins you sit on, the less weight each individual bird has to bear during the merriment. Sit on ten penguins, then each penguin only carries one-tenth a Thunderaxe, and that's not a hardship at all!

Logic.

[herotypical]

That's...not logic. And how do you know they don't mind, Sokka?

[markofthewise]

Well they don't exactly run away when we show up, even though we used to do it all the time.

[all7seas]

Penguins: not known for their long memories about being ridden roughshod down the slopes.

Fact.

[herotypical]

I don't think you've ever even met a penguin.

[markofthewise]

I don't think that's a fact at all. They definitely remembered when the adults were coming around, with the spears and stuff.

[all7seas]

You ride them, then you hunt them? Reminds me of someone...hmmm.

[herotypical]

[ oh god she looks slightly horrified quick don't let jack get to free with the gossiping about her love life. ]

I'm sure the penguins don't mind at all. Right. Of course. You're totally right, Sokka.

[markofthewise]

Yeah. [Glad you agree. So since that discussion is over...] Reminds you of who, Jack?