markofthewise | Sokka the 57th

[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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Uh, just haven't met the right people? [The only ones he knows of are Shiki and Buffy. It's not exactly a large group.] Besides, I think it was because I was rescued while they were in the middle of doing their tests on me. I lost it when they kidnapped me again.

[Now that Naoki seems steady, Sokka goes to slide open the large doors in the back area. He'll probably have to walk Naoki the whole way there. Super strength is no match for the odd pot hole or slippery ice on the way, especially when you can't really see where you're going.]

[Naoki makes a sound at that, listening but falling silent as he concentrates on getting the teleporter out through the doors without jostling it too much.]

Does it feel strange now, being without it?

[Sokka just continues ahead of the path for now, plotting one that will keep Naoki from tripping up.]

It did, at first. I got so used to it, it kind of was, well, becoming normal, right? I had to learn my own strength all over again.

Mmm, I understand that feeling. I was turned human for a while before. And when I was back to normal...

[He shifts the teleporter slightly in his arms.] ...I had to readjust. A lot of things ended up broken.

[The use of 'normal' here is so very ironic, not that Sokka says anything.]

That's what happened when I first got them. I actually punched a hole through one of those droids.

[Very. Naoki doesn't think much about it, these days.]

Ahaha...it's pretty dangerous, at first. [A faint smile.]

Yeah. It was.

[A little emphasis on the was. Thinking about it makes him feel miserable, frankly. Losing those powers was a major blow to his self esteem.]

[Naoki glances over. He's picking up he's treading on a sensitive subject, so--]

--how much further to the barracks? It's really hard to see around this thing.

Almost there. You getting tired already?

[There's halfhearted teasing in his voice. He's really not int it]

I think I might be able to make it, if I really try.

You came highly recommended by Haruhi. Even though I had other options. She'd be pretty disappointed if you let down the Brigade.

[The way he says this makes it clear he's mocking Haruhi, not Naoki.]

Watch out, ice. Go to your left.

[Naoki wanders to the left as instructed and laughs faintly.]

I'll just have to do my very best, then.

[Aaaand the barracks at last. Sokka slides open the larger doors that obviously exist on some part of it.]

Alright, ease it in. You might need to squat a bit so you don't hit the door frame.

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