markofthewise | Sokka the 59th

[Today a not-so-unfamiliar face returns to Luceti. He is by no means happy about being here, stuck as he in a pair of New Feather pants. His old stuff? Doesn't quite fit. After all, it was clothes for a seventeen year old, not a nine year old. Maybe this 'little kid' would be happier about this if not for the fact he wasn't a mere four foot six just a week ago. He wears the indignant face of someone not at all content about being so short. He is not a happy little kid.

After waking up behind one of the stores, he goes to the clothing store first to put something on, going to the oft-neglected kid's section of the store. As it turns out, there's not many little boys in Luceti. At least not his current age. Refusing to wear girl clothing, he opts for an oversized tunic and pair of shorts that he secures with a belt. It looks even more ridiculous than the alternative. After that, he'll be on his way to House 56. After letting his housemates know he is home (and finding out about a new arrival), he decides that a mallynapping isn't going to stop him, so he heads to the smithy later to try and get work done. He may drop in on school for at least one class today, because he's trying his best to pretend this is all normal.

At some point in the day he leaves a written message, cautious to keep away from the view screen.]

Sokka here. I'm back from another kidnapping. So if you need anything at the smithy or anything, let me know. I'll get it done.

((ooc: Action him up at any point. Multiple timelines are fine here. And yeah, it's Sokka in a nine year old body, but his normal Sokka mind. He only looks cute. Replies will come from

southernsprout))

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Of course I am. And tiny too. I know. [Tapping his foot. Go on, laugh it up you big brainy blonde.]

Will Will you need any help reaching the top shelves today?

... if I do, I'll ask Ed, like you do.

[Because Winry is short all the time! Or... or... something. Ugh.]

Will you also be needing a new pair of gloves?

... I'll figure out something.

[Says the kid who couldn't even find a shirt and pants that fit.]

You know that could be a hazard if your fumbling around. What do you even plan to do like that anyway?

Work! Making stuff, fixing stuff, all the usual stuff. I'm not helpless or anything.

No, you just don't have the same reach or muscle mass.

So it will take me longer to do stuff, big deal.

And it'll be more dangerous. I doubt you can hold half of the stuff here anymore.

If I can't, I won't! I'll figure it out. [Stubbornly marching off to this work area.]

Fine!

[Ha! Like that's going to happen. But a few minutes later, Sokka will be dragging heavy stuff around, trying to make his work environment a little uh... more kid friendly. It's hard to reach stuff without the use of some ladders and stools.]

Need help yet?

NO! I'm fine!

[Like he's going to ask Winry to help him do something as menial as this. Even if, okay, this machinery is pretty heavy. He can get it on his own.]

Don't break anything!

[Just gonna roll his eyes. He's got everything just about perfect for his new size. He sets a crate in front of this grinding machine. As he goes to lift an unfinished blade from a barrel, he's surprised by how heavy it is. He pulls it out all at once and ends up falling back on his back, knocking it down and his stool as well. The blade is completely blunt so no permanent harm is done, but it was definitely loud.]

Sokka!

[There's a glare at first. This is beyond humiliating and he regrets even showing up to work. But he's stubborn and staying at home would be letting the Malnosso win. So after a moment, he accepts the hand to let her pull him up.]