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Sokka the 57th - [Action/Voice]

[Sokka has some messages to knock out of the way. He doesn't bother with a filter for the first one, mainly because he feels like being somewhat of a jerk and making light of Haruhi's ridiculous relationship with her 'minions'. In spite of that, Sokka's tone is pretty flat. There's no excitement here and it's pretty obvious through the message something is bothering him.]

Hey Haruhi, feel free to send Naoki over. He can do his thing now. [Oh wait...] Uh, after Leon takes a look over it, I guess.

[Wonder Woman // Locked]

Uh, hey Diana. Can I ask a favor?

[This last one he almost backs out of doing. But it's been a few days now and things haven't changed. Maybe this will help.]

[Filtered from Housemates (and Haruhi as an afterthought)]

So... hypothetically speaking, how do you make up it up to someone you really care about for something that really hurt them when what you did... there was nothing you could do about it?

[With things so awkward at home with Suki, Sokka has been spending less time there. It's hard to spend time with your girlfriend when she's still upset with you, but being polite about it. So this leaves him working at the smithy for longer hours, actually doing homework at the library, and once more taking part in his neverending quest to find a hat that really says Sokka to him. Through all this, he is accompanied by a certain cheeky lemur hanging around on top of his head, shoulder, or getting into things he shouldn't.

He will, at least, drag himself home for dinner. Delicious, awkward dinner.]

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Yeah, I have nothing else going on.

[... literally. Otherwise he'd be able to find more fun things to do.]

All right. See you then.

[Leon spends the half hour going over some notes and packing a tome and notebook, then uses his shortcut to get over to the smithy just a little earlier than he had told Sokka. He looks around for the older teen, hoping to be done with everything before Naoki needs to lug anything anywhere.]

[Sokka is just sitting in the smithy, idly unshelling some nuts and feeding them to Momo. Sure, the lemur could do it on his own, but it's something to do and Edward won't let Sokka work on weapons when he's moody. But he stops when Leon enters though.]

Oh, you're early.

Just a little early. [He walks on over to where Sokka is sitting, looking curiously at Momo before averting his attention back to Sokka.] But it looks like it's been slow today.

Yeah... pretty much everyone has already picked up their favorite weapons and I don't have any orders.

[He stands up, heading back towards the work area.]

I have them back here.

[Despite Sokka moving on to the back and obviously being focused on the containers, Leon picks up the other topic while he follows.] You do all kinds of orders?

Apparently! I've even had people ask me to do jewelry. Apparently rings and lockets are some kind of weaponry in other worlds. [Thick, thick sarcasm. It's not that he minds so much. He just doesn't want that to become frequent.]

...Rings and lockets, or magic rings and lockets? [He sounds a little bewildered, even as he looks over to the containers Sokka built.]

No no, just regular ones. [Maybe the sarcasm wasn't obvious? Either way, Sokka gives one of the containers a knock. They're solid and durable. By all counts, they should do the trick, even if they aren't the most attractive looking things around.]

[When Sokka knocks on the container, Leon's attention turns away from the conversation and back to why he's actually there.] So were you able to make them airtight? [He goes around to look for the opening.]

Yup! I've checked all the seams and potential openings. Nothing's been able to seep inside. I could use them to suffocate animals if I wanted to. Although I don't know why I'd want to do that...

The hope would be that nothing's in here long enough to suffocate. [Once he locates the opening, he tugs the door experimentally before nodding in approval.] Seems good. I'll just set up the crests for a few tests.

You can really do it that fast?

[He was expecting this to be a lot more time consuming. Like, something Leon would spend a whole day on.]

Depends on how complex I'm making the crests. [And experience. He's been doing these crests for awhile now, so it doesn't take as long as when he first began. It's still not something he could whip out in the middle of a battle, but he'd been making progress.] I'm just setting up the most basic crests to transport a small inorganic object. It'll take a few hours at least for all the fine-tuning of human transportation.

[While he's explaining, he'll open up one of the containers to take a look inside.]

[Fortunately there's nothing actually inside them. He cleaned them out of some of the... odd objects he had been keeping in the first container. It was a convenient closet for awhile.]

What would happen if you tested it with something organic?

[He opens up his bag and takes out his tome, running his fingers over the inside of the door.] Any number of problems. Body temperature plummeting, oxygen intake ceasing, multiple organ failure. Take your pick.

[Okay wow. All he manages is a small:] Ah.

[Suddenly Fenimore doesn't seem so ridiculous for not wanting to use the teleporters. He had assumed that something going wrong would just mean not working at all.]

Of course, that was only in the beginning. [And he's not even including some other problems he ran into while doing his tests.] There's multiple fail-safes in place now; each crest relies on the other to work, so if even one fails to activate, the entire transporter doesn't work. [He gestures to the opened door.] Like the fact that the teleporter doesn't work with the door open -- that's a fail-safe.

[Oh, oh! Failsafes!]

Oh, whew. You had me a little worried there for a second. I though there might actually be something to being worried about these teleporters. Like having your entire body destroyed and reconstructed in another place.

No way. I wouldn't want to take that kind of risk if I could help it. [He concentrates for a long moment, magically inscribing crests on the inside of the door. When the light fades, he looks over at Sokka before moving to one of the walls.] That sounds like a concept someone would have to use for a non-magical mode of teleportation, though.

Yeah, well, I mean. I wouldn't know. It's just something I heard tossed around. Although the teleporters the Malnosso use aren't all that magical...

[Did Sokka die when he went to the draft?]

I don't know what to consider the 'Shifting' that's thrown around in this world. Something that can be manipulated with or without machines, with or without people... It sounds like a natural phenomenon, but I sure wouldn't want to believe there's anything natural about what we've gone through. [He continues working on inscribing the symbols after he's done talking.]

I always assumed it was like bending. Only instead of controlling an element, you're controlling the very fabric of existence.

[He makes some wild hand gestures like one would do if they were bending existence. But then he stops and then he thinks about he base he was stuck in. That had machinery in it for Shifting.]

Or it's just really, really advanced stuff. Isn't the blue guy always talking about mathematical formulas?

[Leon catches sight of the wild hand gestures out of the corner of his eye, and he thinks about what Sokka has said while he works on another wall.] I guess that sounds about right. But that just makes it scary when he's rambling about 'forgetting to carry the two' or something like that...

[Sokka leans up against the door frame.]

I dunno, I think he's faking it. Back in my world, we ran into this king. Completely ancient, like... over a hundred years old. Acted like a complete lunatic all the time. But he was smarter, stronger, and more clever than he acted. Kind of hiding what he was capable of behind being a crazy old man.

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