Sokka the 67th - [Action/Voice]

[markofthewise]

[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.]

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[markofthewise]

I'll take the first go. Though frankly, it won't be as impressive in such a small area.

[Let's see, he's got to judge his angles correctly. He takes a moment to study the targets. He wants to be impressive.

He swings. The boomerang goes flying from his hand, snapping the cord of a hanging bean bag. It flies back into his hand and he immediately throws it out again, this time hitting a target dead center. That should get the point across. He walks over to pull the boomerang back out.]

[contempsi.livejournal.com]

Wow...

[He watches, amazed. That's pretty impressive all right. Maybe not in the capacity of whatever-weird-animal-metaphor that went right over his head, but...]

Can I try it? I want to see if my technique can work on something like that.

[Hope folds his own boomerang up and sets it aside.]

[markofthewise]

Sure, knock yourself out.

[He hands it over and steps aside.]

Just don't be upset if you don't get it right away. It takes awhile to get the technique down.

[contempsi.livejournal.com]

[With a nod, he takes the boomerang and tosses it in the direction of one of those beanbags – he's hoping that he can do the same thing Sokka just did, cutting the cord, because that was pretty cool.

...

Instead, the boomerang collides off the side of the bag and launches back toward his own FACE. There might be a bit of a manly shriek in there before he narrowly avoids getting smacked in the nose and catches the thing.]

Um... sorry about that. [Nervous smile!] You weren't kidding.

[markofthewise]

[Sokka nearly hops out of the way reflexively. Whew.]</small Well. You caught it at least. Most people don't even manage that on their first try.

[contempsi.livejournal.com]

Y-yeah... well, I'm used to catching, at least... [He frowns a little, staring down at the finely-carved weapon.] You can try mine out, if you want! I think I'll get one of these, though. It'll be easier to carry around, for one thing. I just need to practice my aim...

[markofthewise]

[Sokka is going to go ahead and pick up Hope's weapon, giving it a few practice swings in the air, but not quite throwing it yet.]

Do I have to do anything special first?