Sokka the 58th - [Action/Voice]

[markofthewise]

[One day before his second draft. Also his second birthday in Luceti. Funny how things work out. Not that he's thinking much about the second part. He's aware of the fact he's seventeen now, but there's more important stuff to attend to today.

First on his agenda? He has 'presents' for Suki and Katara. Although they're not really typical presents. Just new weapons to help them out in the battle. He may have been saving them for a later occasion, but there's no point in that now. After his morning workout (whether it's with Master Souji or on his own), he'll have to go tracking the two of them down to make the delivery. After that, he'll also be tracking down Haruhi, most likely to her house, to deliver a certain bird into her care.

Since he's neglected it for the past week, he'll spend most of the day at the smithy. No doubt a lot of people are going to want to drop in and want to get their weapons sharpened before the big battle. He can't let Ed have all the fun, right?

At some point during the day, he decides to try and keep things light (yet slightly morbid) with a question for the journals.]

So, I guess tomorrow we get to find out if the meat we eat is also the talking kind too. Anyone have any messages they want me to pass on to next week's steak dinner?

Comments

OM NOM NOM? xD

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

Hmmmm... just give it a good whack so it's nice and tender? [Food is food and Selphie's eaten worse.]

And be safe out there.

[markofthewise]

Actually, I think our job is to prevent those TP guys from doing that.

And uh, thanks. I will.

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

So tell them that the steak is ours and they can't have it and give 'em a good beatdown for me too.

Good!

[markofthewise]

Sure, I'll try to tell them that as politely as I can.

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[herotypical]

[ buffy slips through the door of the smithy with quiet determination on her face. business-face. her scythe is (as ever) casually over her shoulder. ]

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[markofthewise]

[Sokka is busy assembling what looks like bombs. He plans to use ones supplied by the Malnosso, so he doesn't have to waste his own, but better to be prepared and not put too much trust in the Mallies. He doesn't notice her come in.]

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[herotypical]

Hi, Sokka.

[ she aims for pleasant and doesn't fall too short of the mark; after all, the last week hasn't been all bad. just mostly. ]

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[markofthewise]

[A glance back and then a nod.]

Hey. You need something worked on?

[voice]

[blessedbyfarore]

[HORROR. They wouldn't... would they?]

They wouldn't make us eat talking animals, would they?

[Thricedammit, he may well turn vegetarian after this.]


((OOC: ...Consider this an official mod question XD Do the livestock talk?))

[voice]

[markofthewise]

They don't make us eat any of the food here. People just seem to think it's somehow different than the meat you get by hunting in here.

((ooc: They will not talk.))

[voice]

[blessedbyfarore]

I don't hunt here, but I thought that the stuff from outside was different... [And if it's not, that's a horrible idea. Poor animals!]


((OOC: Thank god, Link's sanity can be preserved XD Thanks!))

[voice]

[markofthewise]

Why would it be? I hunt here because I don't know how different it is. [Although he just hunts for his own satisfaction. He eats the meat here anyway.]

[godbent]

[Yeah pretty much her house. She's still not going out this week - not until the day of the draft, pretty much - so she's going to be here. To be fair, she is expecting Sokka though... and trying to think about what to do with Katara's message. She's had a few ideas, but. Well she's not hugging him, that's for sure.

So yeah basically waiting on the knock.

[markofthewise]

[Here comes that knock on the door. Sokka had to set down the rather large-ish cage to do so. For the moment, Hawky is perched on his shoulder.]

[godbent]

[...Okay. Let's. Open the door. She tries to pretend she's in an okay state but at least she's better than the other day, all things considered]

Hi.

[markofthewise]

[He'd usually expect more gusto from her. Like how she feels put upon having to watch the dumb bird.]

Hey. [He holds out his arm and Hawky shuffles over to his arm.] Haruhi, this is Hawky. Hawky? Haruhi.

[The bird couldn't look more disinterested.]

[Voice]

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

...tell them to leave off the rice fillers.

[Voice]

[markofthewise]

[... that's a voice he hasn't heard in awhile. It puts him on a more somber note.]

... yeah. I'll do that.

[Voice]

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

[Just checking in, kid. He can't teach you anymore, but he can still keep an eye on you.]

...hope you don't mind if I forgo the hug.

[kyoshi]

[Do you feel that foreboding sense of someone on the prowl, Sokka? It's coming... it's coming... for you...

Or maybe you don't. Stealthy chick and all. Either way, Suki is going to sneak over and give him a great big hug at the first opportunity.]

[markofthewise]

[Sokka suspects NOTHING until the very last moment. Flailing commences until he realizes who it is, then he blinks, despite still being caught in his girlfriend's arms.]

Uhh.... Suki? [Are stealth hugs part of super dating? Is he going to have to return the favor?]

[kyoshi]

Happy birthday, Sokka! [Ha, she got you! The hug is accompanied by a peck on the cheek; with how serious things have been since the draft was announced, she figured the best present would be to get him to smile.]

[markofthebrave]

[And as the Watertribe sibs miss each other for breakfast in their typical backwards scheduling, chances are good that Katara will just pop inside the smithy for lunch.]

[markofthewise]

[It's good timing, because Sokka is currently opening up his lunchbox and discovering that he forgot to pack a sandwich this morning.]

Ugh. Not again.

[markofthebrave]

[...nice greeting, bro.]

Not again what?