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markofthewise) wrote2012-06-25 10:09 pm
markofthewise) wrote2012-06-25 10:09 pm
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Sokka the 73rd - [Action/Voice]
[The house was demolished. And apparently it didn't have the decency to start putting itself together again. Not to mention the whole town was soggy. Most of Sokka's stuff in his room had been damaged. Some of it was salvageable, much of it he had to just throw out. His important valuables were in the basement and though there was a few inches of water down there, his stuff was up high and out of reach. Still, another mess to clean. At least there were two waterbenders in the house to clean that up. For a lover of stuff, Sokka was pretty put out by it. He hadn't been able to sleep in his room because of it. In a way though, he couldn't be upset. It felt right. Like starting over.
And then there was the smithy. Or what was left of it. The whole thing was rubble now. He wasn't even sure if there was a point in trying to pick through it. Best to wait until the Malnosso fixed it, right? It was freeing up his schedule considerably, anyway. At least he was back to his normal practice schedule in the mornings. Even if two straight weeks of combat had left him... weary of it, to say the least. All the same. He found himself to be glad to be back in Luceti. Back in the library, studying his alchemy. Sure, he lost all his notes and would have to start over, but it would be easier since he already knew what needed to be done again. Still. There was so much to go over.]
A guy can't leave for a few weeks without the town getting demolished, huh? Anyway. So uh. A lot of stuff has happened this past week. If anyone wants to, you know, spare some of the good details? I'll be around. Interested. And if you want? I can tell you all about space. Which was pretty great.
[Very around. Like hanging out in the plaza around. No smithy kind of leaves him with no daytime hangout spot. Especially without Suki to spend time with. So besides his training and time at the library, he's very much a man with nothing to do. Evidenced by the fact he's sitting at a bench near the fountain, lazily sprawled out as he counts his one hundredth consecutive hit on a paddle ball. It's uncanny how good he actually is with it.]
And then there was the smithy. Or what was left of it. The whole thing was rubble now. He wasn't even sure if there was a point in trying to pick through it. Best to wait until the Malnosso fixed it, right? It was freeing up his schedule considerably, anyway. At least he was back to his normal practice schedule in the mornings. Even if two straight weeks of combat had left him... weary of it, to say the least. All the same. He found himself to be glad to be back in Luceti. Back in the library, studying his alchemy. Sure, he lost all his notes and would have to start over, but it would be easier since he already knew what needed to be done again. Still. There was so much to go over.]
A guy can't leave for a few weeks without the town getting demolished, huh? Anyway. So uh. A lot of stuff has happened this past week. If anyone wants to, you know, spare some of the good details? I'll be around. Interested. And if you want? I can tell you all about space. Which was pretty great.
[Very around. Like hanging out in the plaza around. No smithy kind of leaves him with no daytime hangout spot. Especially without Suki to spend time with. So besides his training and time at the library, he's very much a man with nothing to do. Evidenced by the fact he's sitting at a bench near the fountain, lazily sprawled out as he counts his one hundredth consecutive hit on a paddle ball. It's uncanny how good he actually is with it.]
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Well, if Sokka-kun wants something to do, he could always come rebuild Tammy's pen with me.
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Having trouble getting help at home, huh?
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[And with him lacking two good lungs, it's slow going.]
So you'll help? Maybe you can teach me that strange game you were playing while we're at it.
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[He holds it out for him.]
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Thank you, Paddleball Master.
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[He's totally making this up as he goes.]
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Hm~ so it's like the sword, but for games.
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[Because... let's face it. Swords are way easier.]
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[He studies the thing for a minute. Weird bouncy string. Weird bouncy ball. Attached to a piece of wood. Huh. Foreign toys are silly.]
It must have taken you a long time to master the secrets of this art then?
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[Or an afternoon.]
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I never know Sokka-kun had such amazing talents~ How does one start?
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The ball shoots out toward Sokka's face.]
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... try bounding the ball upward. It's easier for beginners that way.
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PFFFFFFFFFFFFTHAHAHAHAHA don't mind him, he's just going to double over and wheeze from trying not to laugh out loud.]
R-Right. O-of course.
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[Okay, maybe he almost did. Souji wasn't easy to take seriously at first.]
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But he'll steel his nerves, take a deep breath - almost, it's something of a struggle - and tries to be serious. Somewhat.]
Of course, Master. I'll try again.
[And he does. Bouncing it up and taking a few moments to adjust when the ball flies a little weird. It was more fun when he was trying to bounce it off your forehead, Sokka.]
Is this right?
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[He knows what Souji is thinking. HE KNOWS. What a horrible student.]
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I think I've found a new training tool for you.
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[But this may be a good thing. Now he can keep Souji occupied for hours.]
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[Derp derp, nope. He changes the direction of the ball and it shoots out toward Sokka again.]
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Stop that!
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Where did you get this? I'd like to pick one up, too.
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