Sokka the 73rd - [Action/Voice]

[markofthewise]

[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.]

Comments

[markofthewise]

Not even with that outfit?

[installing]

I tried to get him to drink some. He wouldn't take me seriously. In all honesty I wouldn't take myself seriously either.

[markofthewise]

Well you can always figure something else out. [Since this is about automail! Not milk.]

[installing]

I don't think dressing up in weird outfits will help. They'll probably just get him to feel awkward.

...Maybe he just doesn't like me the way I like him.

[markofthewise]

Maybe I could find out.

[Because it can't be that, right? She and Ed gotta make babies. Elicia said so.]

[installing]

You think he'd tell you?

1/2

[markofthewise]

Why not? I'm a guy! Guys talk about these things all the time!

[markofthewise]

And if that doesn't work, I could say some stuff about you and see how long it takes for him to try and beat me up. [Cuz a man's gotta stand up for his woman!]

[installing]

[Winry laughs.]

You know what? If you do that for me you can pick the couch. I don't care how ugly it is.

[markofthewise]

[That earns a double take.]

Really? You're okay with that?

[Not the couch, as it might seem. But actually talking to Ed about it. She must be getting desperate!]

[installing]

Well it's just a talk, right? Don't tell him I said any of this though!

[markofthewise]

Right. Sure. It'll be our secret.

[So. Now he just needs to... find a good time to talk to Ed. Wow.]

[installing]

-And it's okay if he's not ready to date, or...

I just want to know how he feels after everything.

[markofthewise]

What if you don't like the answer? This place... changes things.

[installing]

[She takes a moment. A deep breath. Exhale.]

Then I move on.

[markofthewise]

[Well. That's that, then. He's not sure how he feels, honestly, about helping her and Ed together. Maybe he'd be against it, but he knows they have a future together. And there's no reason to not enjoy it here too. So...]

I like this couch.

[installing]

Yeah, me too. [She leans into him, her head on his shoulder.]

Want to keep it?

[markofthewise]

[One deep conversation later and he's able to lean back into it a little. And try not to think about how much he misses Suki doing the same thing.]

We'll have to hope no one else takes it. You know, before the smithy is in one piece again.

[installing]

Think we can put a note on it?

[markofthewise]

I was thinking we'd just take turns sitting in it until then. But that could work too.

[installing]

I'm not really sure I want to replace my work time with "sitting duty."

[markofthewise]

Isn't that what half of our job is anyway? [They're never that busy.]

[installing]

I can't piece together prototypes in here.

[markofthewise]

You can't do it in the smithy right now either.

[installing]

But I can at home.