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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It's not even sharp yet!

Yet! What happens when you lose control of it half way through? Or two-thirds? Could you even pick it up?

[He jabs a finger at her.]

I know what I'm doing! So just give me a break and go back to doing whatever it was you were doing.

[This worked so much better when he was bigger than her.]

Just because you know how to work the equipment doesn't mean you're capable. Find something more suitable to your size.

[For him that's just a low blow.]

Yeah? Like what?

Think you can handle a dagger?

I can, but I don't have any daggers I planned on working with! Why, couldn't think of anything smaller? A shuriken, maybe? Or some nails?

This isn't about making fun of your situation, Sokka, it's about your safety!

Yeah, well I'm old enough to worry about my own safety.

But you aren't which is the problem!

Yes I am! Just looking like a kid doesn't make me one!

No, it doesn't, but the way you're behaving does. You'd rather risk getting hurt than being cautious, even after you fell down. Stop acting like an idiot - no, a child - and use your head, Sokka.

[There is is. She's going to just treat him like a kid no matter what. Well forget that. There is no way he's putting up with that.]

You know what? I'm out of here. There's stuff I can work on at home where I don't have to listen to this.

[In his own personal space, alone, where he doesn't have to put up with this. So he marches past her to leave.]

Fine!

Fine!

[He is so gone.]

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