markofthewise | Sokka the 74th

[THE FIRST DAY.]

[Two weeks. It's a long time to be on a mission, but Sokka has no regrets. The mess with Kin'cora had gotten to him and he found a kind of relief in working with other people from other enclosures. There was a lot of talk among him and the others. He spread the word. Maybe it wouldn't do Luceti much good, given he learned very little, but the more the others knew, the better. But boy was he glad to be back in Luceti. When he emerges from the tunnels at around 6PM, he's tired out from a hard day of work, but it's a good kind of tired. He makes going home his first priority. He'll miss dinner, inevitably, but with any luck there's leftovers. Catching up with the others takes a few hours before he ever breaks away to wander the village.

What's on the agenda? Hitting up the smithy to see where things are at. He never got to find out how much was lost after the Kin'corans left, so it's time to see if one of his ~~minions~~ smithy buddies took an inventory. And you know, he wants to check in on them too. That's cool. Also, he heads to Good Spirits because he was informed very sternly by one of his buddies on the mission that the only proper way to end a hard day's work is a good stiff drink. Sokka, the adult that he is, was inclined to agree. THAT IS HIS ENTIRE DAY.

But there is another.]

[DAWN OF THE NEXT DAY]

[Sokka wakes up and does his usual morning routine and goes to NOT the smithy, but the BATTLE DOME. That's right. Record scratch. After talking to the main console for awhile, he heads into one of the rooms and in something that takes some finagling at first, he starts... building a sub. A holographic sub. One that is small enough to fit into his hand, but can expand if he gives the command, so he can work on specific details. It's like working on a blueprint, but in 3D. His nights on his mission had been spent trying to recreate the submarine made by the Mechanist. He's been steadily improving on the design, specifically built to be powered by waterbending, but done in a way to streamline the process and make it faster. And sturdier. He's not sure it will be easy to build with Luceti's technology, but...

Well, Haruhi got him excited. And he spends the better half of the day on this. Because of the Dome time limit, he's constantly seen going in and out to restart the program or grab a snack. For those hoping to fight, this is probably annoying, since there's only six chambers that tend to get used a lot. At one point during the day, he loses the dome to some short and grumpy guy, so Sokka turns to the journal.]

Has anyone really tried the stuff in these vending machines before? I mean, I usually just get a soda or something, but this stuff is amazing. Like... look at these. [He lifts up an oreo to the camera.] It's two cookies, but with some kind of paste between them. But the paste tastes like sugar! And then there's these! [Sokka lifts up an red lump of candy.] Apple gels. They're great, although I don't think they taste like real apples. There's something unusually refreshing about them. I had about ten just now and it made my fingers all tingly. Actually, I'm kind of feeling tingly all over and-- [Sokka looks away and spots something else] Oh! And check this out! [He pulls out a WORM. A multicolored worm.] It's a CANDY worm. I was thinking I could use it for fishing, but it's actually kind of tasty. Oh, and then there's these fished shape crackers...

[He'll go on like this for awhile. People can listen or ignore him, but he'll be casually highlighting the awesome contents of the Battle Dome vending machines.

He'll be coming home later with the stomach ache from hell.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Uh, why would you do that?

Leonardo Da Vinci was THE Renaissance Man. Plus you don't really have a last name.

That just shows how much you know, Mayoi. That was true while you were here before. But things are different now.

Huh? Why isn't it true anymore? The only time I hear people getting new last names is if they get married. Did you get married, old man?

I earned a last name. You can call me Sokka Thunderaxe now.

[......]

I think I'll just call you Sokka.

[She leaves for over a year and you have spiraled completely out of control in the meanwhile Sokka.]

Well, if that's what you're attached to, I guess.

[He lost control of his life without a twelve year old to keep him on the straight and narrow.]

That isn't the only reason stupid. Thunderaxe is a horrible last name. You sound like a bad cartoon character.

I'll have you know it's a viking name. Bestowed to me by... a very wise old man. In exchange for me rendering him a great service.

[That sounded better than Jack just being weird.]

You aren't even a viking! Your parents would cry if they knew you assigned their last name to be something so ridiculous. Is your sister a 'Thunderaxe' too?

My sister is whatever she wants to be! And it has nothing to do with my family. You're just jealous because no one can ever remember how to pronounce your last name.

Don't you dare insult the name of my father's ancestors. "Hachikuji" is a perfectly reasonable name to pronounce, Mr. Thunderaxe.

Maybe. But I don't know. Four syllables is kind of pushing it.

...Do you think that?

[She never thought about that. What if four syllables is too lengthy?]

In that case, I can switch to my mother's last name which is only three syllables. But that might cause confusion if people think "Mayoi Tsunade" is a different person.

Well, Tsunade isn't bad. But how many people even know your last name?

[There may not be many to confuse.]

I suppose that's true. A lot of people I knew back then don't seem to be around anymore. On the other hand, most people don't use surnames here like they do back home to refer to people.

[...]

I'm thankful for it really. Calling you "Thunderaxe-san" is just too much. I may cry every time.

I've never really cared for Sokka-san anyway. Or any other variation of it.

Then "Thunderaxe-san" would make you pretty happy?

Just Thunderaxe. Hold the San.

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