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

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[Is there a short joke in there? He kind of is used to getting veiled ones. He thinks about it for a bit before deciding that Zuko is nowhere near that subtle.]

Oh. You know. I was kidnapped... now I'm back. Thought I might get something to eat. [A beat.] Welcome back?

((ooc: No worries! I am a backtag monster.))

[No, if you get a short joke from Zuko, it'll be obvious and lame. No question about it.]

So I've been told. Not sure how I feel about not knowing I've been here before.

[Still staring.] So you're... uh. Younger. [... But Katara said you were from after the war.]

Be relieved that there's nothing too embarrassing about your last time here?

[Sokka has went through the journals quite a bit and extremely thoroughly. Amongst so many trinkets of knowledge, he had uncovered past incarnations of himself, which given that was precisely what he had been trying to do, wasn't all that surprising. Really what had been surprising was discovering that one such incarnation, having only been in Luceti a short few months, had ended up in ridiculously embarrassing situations that were only matched by this Sokka managing to repeat the same thing only in the past few months.

... Zuko incidentally had appeared to be a very large breasted woman. Sokka never revisited that old entry again.]

Not exactly. I mean, yeah, I mean... my body is. But it's the same old me. Just... shorter. And stubbier. [He glances down at his fingers. Stubby little things. Practically useless.]

... I hadn't even thought of that. [That would be the epitome of awkward, Sokka. Why did you bring it up, huh? Now he's gonna worry about running across someone who remembers him doing something incredibly stupid.

Because, let's face it: It's Zuko and, therefore, stupid probably happened.]

Stuff like this happen often? [Please say no, please say no, please say no.]

[Well if it helps Zuko, you did all those stupid things in front of Sokka and Katara and you're stuck with them.]

Usually just during experiments. It could probably be worse. [Although this is kind of the worst mallynapping effect for him so far.]

[He's not actually sure if that would help or not.]

Worse? [Pause. Wait.] No. Don't elaborate. [Because he doesn't want to think of worse than being forced to endure living in a child's body.]

So. Uhm. [This isn't awkward.] Need any... help? With, you know, reaching things? Cupboards. With food.

[Laaaaaame. Awkward.] Because you might need food. And it might be out of reach. That kind of thing.

[He ends up pinching the bridge of his nose. He can think of nothing more humiliating than asking Zuko for something on the high shelves. (Well, okay, he could ask Toph or his sister to do it, that would probably be worse).]

... I think we have most of the food in places I should be able to uh, reach. [Besides, even if he doesn't want to drag out a chair to reach something, he still has Momo as a secret weapon. Assuming the lemur even recognizes him like this...]

Uh, but thanks for the offer. I guess.

Uh. Yeah. Okay. [What, Sokka? At least he tried?]

So. Uhm. Welcome back, I guess?

[Awkward? What's that?]

Uh, thanks. You too. Not that you uh, remember anything. [But it's the thought that counts?]

Not a thing. Still on the fence about that being a good thing.

... probably good. [Even the embarrassing things aside, the memories of being tortured by Aku? Not something worth keeping.]

Although now that I think about it, I think that makes me older than you now.

... Says the eight year old.

Nine! I mean, that's how old I'm supposed to be... I think. Anyway, I just turned seventeen.

Or maybe seven.

Oh haha, you're hilarious. When did you decide to try to be funny?

Pretty much the moment I saw you like this.

Uh huh. Well you're a riot, thanks.

[He grabs the soda he wanted and pops it open.]

If you need me, I'll be in my room. [Not sulking. ~~Except he will be.~~]

Enjoy.

[And because he can't resist in the least:] And if you need a hand reaching anything, you know where I am.

[Argh! He just slams the door behind him. You big jerk. Just wait until he's grown again.]

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