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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[Sokka looks over the homework. Boring, boring, boring... well, it's something to do now that he's not allowed in the smithy.]

Oh, Michael is from there, too!

[a...assuming they know him and that there aren't a million Michaels in the town, but who knows!]

Is he? [To be fair, he's in Gelda's world-sharing class, and not Raine's.] It's good that you'll have someone else you know here, then.

Everything all right, Sokka?

Huh? Uh, no. I'm good! I'll try and get this done.

[Sliding it into his usual bag he carries stuff in, only it's now comically big for him.]

[She nods, then turns to look at Sokka at Raine's question]

Oh, do you need help with that?

All right. [She tilts her head at Sokka, before turning her attention back to Ranka.]

Did you have any other questions?

[Sokka gives Ranka look that says, "Do I look stupid? I can do my own homework!" and completely misunderstands her offer. Which is for the best, he'd be offended to need her to carry his bag.]

I've got it.

[Well geez, Sokka 8| Turns back to Raine, somewhat flustered again.]

A-ah, no! Thank you very much for letting me have this opportunity.

[Even if everyone probably gets it that's not the point]

You're welcome. Whenever you're ready to take the test, just feel free to stop by.

Thanks, professor.

[Sokka is the first to head out, having got his stuff now. He'll wait for Ranka if she has anything else to add.]

Mm, I will!

[She'll smile and then move to follow Sokka out.]

[Walking on out now.]

See? That wasn't so bad, was it?

[Aaaahaha. Another person might find it embarrassing to have been so spazzy over what ended up being nothing, but she just shakes her head and smiles.]

No, you were right!

I hope the test isn't too difficult...

[s-sob when was even the last time she attended classes regularly.]

[A frown. He honestly didn't put much effort into preparing for his. But other people are not him.]

... I guess I could help you get ready for it.

[Visibly brightens at that.]

Really? That would definitely, definitely help a lot!

I can just drop by your place sometime. Where do you live now?

Oh, I got an apartment in building 1. Room 2 on the first floor.

Right. Building one. I'll drop by tomorrow, okay?

[It's a busy day as it is, having just coming back from a mallynapping.]

Is tomorrow really okay?

[Since he did just get back and all.]

Yeah, it's fine. It turns out... I really don't have a lot to do now. [Winry and Edward kicked him out, those jerks.]

[...S-so little and sad, awwwwwwww.]

Then, tomorrow will be great! Oh, do you like coffee or tea? I can make some and keep it ready.

[He's not sad and little! Okay, well, maybe he is. But don't get any ideas about hugging him or anything.]

Uh, tea? Tea's good. I've never tried coffee.

[...Sorry, it's too late for that. He's little and huggable, okay!]

Really? [Never, seriously?] I can make both, in that case, if you want to try it.

Uh, sure. Both is good.

[And then he starts backing up a bit, like he's going to turn to leave.] Seeya later, Ranka. [Last chance!]

[ action ] Mwahahaha

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[ action ] ...I probably shouldn't have laughed when I read that

[ action ] No no, feel free to laugh. My ego loves it.

[ action ] LMAO JUST how he ends up helping out with everything

action ] His life used to be easy (also, she should tag him on the new log >.>)

[ action ] Oh sure blame the moeblob (/goes!)

[ action ] He's just a little kid! What is he supposed to do?

[ action ] He should just admit to being unable to resist the moe, it's okay

[ action ] It's true :(

[ action ] /recruits him into doing everything ever

[ action ] Such is his life now

[ action ] Mwahahaha