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markofthewise) wrote2011-10-02 04:50 pm
markofthewise) wrote2011-10-02 04:50 pm
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Sokka the 67th - [Action/Voice]
[Well, apparently the experiment was over. Sokka was glad for that. He was also in his rightful body. He had to suffer a kiss from Haruhi for it, but that seemed worth it to have his body back. A small price to pay and all that. That meant that with all the madness over, he could finally get back to work. He felt rusty, but once he was back in the smithy, everything just felt right. But he also didn't have much in the way to work on, which meant he was going to have to make a courtesy call to Luceti for work.]
So... that was one of the weirder experiments. But it was pretty harmless. I'd rate it about a three on the annoyance scale. I have no idea what I'm supposed to do with all these costumes I ended up with. [Maybe he can give them to Shiki. Surely she wants loads of peasant clothes.]
Anyway, there's a weapon shop in town - the Slash and Crash. Yeah, I know, cool name. I came up with it myself. Anyway, things are slow-ish around here, so we're willing to take some requests and commissions for stuff. Or, well, I am anyway. I can't make guns or anything, but your swords and spears and stuff? We've got that. We can also do repair or maintenance work too. So... just let me know. Or come in. That works too.
[With that out of the way, Sokka starts fixing his work area, noticing now that Haruhi managed to get it a little out of order. He'll spend the rest of the day doing manly things, like staring at his reflection in the fountain and sometimes flexing just a little to remind himself he's no longer a tiny five foot tall girl. On the way home he stops to stare at the Brigade building, thinking back to being in charge there. He then decides obviously he doesn't miss that at all and goes to get some food. He might also be willing to help make dinner tonight. He's had a little practice this past month.]
So... that was one of the weirder experiments. But it was pretty harmless. I'd rate it about a three on the annoyance scale. I have no idea what I'm supposed to do with all these costumes I ended up with. [Maybe he can give them to Shiki. Surely she wants loads of peasant clothes.]
Anyway, there's a weapon shop in town - the Slash and Crash. Yeah, I know, cool name. I came up with it myself. Anyway, things are slow-ish around here, so we're willing to take some requests and commissions for stuff. Or, well, I am anyway. I can't make guns or anything, but your swords and spears and stuff? We've got that. We can also do repair or maintenance work too. So... just let me know. Or come in. That works too.
[With that out of the way, Sokka starts fixing his work area, noticing now that Haruhi managed to get it a little out of order. He'll spend the rest of the day doing manly things, like staring at his reflection in the fountain and sometimes flexing just a little to remind himself he's no longer a tiny five foot tall girl. On the way home he stops to stare at the Brigade building, thinking back to being in charge there. He then decides obviously he doesn't miss that at all and goes to get some food. He might also be willing to help make dinner tonight. He's had a little practice this past month.]
: D
[Aforementionedly, he DID try to steal the chainsaw. Just couldn't find it at the smithy.]
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[Or perhaps he was mistaken.]
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The chainsaw is at my place.
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[Once they reach the house though, he pauses. He can't just go telling Jack about the secret Sokka cave, can he...]
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Your grass wants a bit of a trim, Sokka. You need a mighty powered grass cutting thing.
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Right. Waiting. Boring Christmas. Saint Nicholas won't be delivering any chainsaws to good pirates.
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[Two minutes of basement spelunking later, Sokka comes back, chainsaw in hand. He pats the old girl fondly.]
There she is.
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An absolute treasure of a manly tree-butchering device! Loud! Toothy! Ferocious!
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I need to figure out how to make one of these. You know, just in case there's ever a way to go home remembering all these things.
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[He hefts the saw and pats it lovingly.]
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[And with that he will head off toward the forest before Sokka can change his mind about loaning it.]
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I better get it back! You have a boat and my sister is a waterbender!
[Yeah. That should do.]
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