[Fourth Wall!]

[markofthewise]

(ooc: Catch all for my characters. Put the character you want to tag in the subject line please!)

	Sokka is still not exactly in the greatest mood. As a result, he's trying to just ignore the fuss and stick to the smithy. When he's not there, he can be found at home or maybe ducking into the wood.
	Logan is going to just ignore everything forever and be in the Battle Dome. Of course, the usual rules don't apply. Which means his Danger Room sessions are bound to be interrupted. Later, if he gets a chance, he'll try to find a seat in Good Spirits.
	Ganondorf has no use for these fools! Except maybe someone can be useful. Which means he does go into town and can be found in the plaza, watching intently as people come and go. Unfortunately he's starting to think they're all useless.

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Sokka duh

[grampakku]

[And the smithy happens to be the latest place that Pakku checks for his usual runaway bride. Clutched in his hand is a necklace with a notably different design than the one Katara owns. But he doesn't notice Sokka just yet and instead just scowls.]

Blast it, not here either. I swear, that woman...

Sokka duh

[markofthewise]

[It's been so long, he doesn't even recognize Pakku's voice immediately. Which means he doesn't look up at the old man complaining.]

Look, don't touch. If you just got here today, don't take any of the weapons.

[grampakku]

[The voice itself sounds familiar - but he has trouble matching it to the face once he delivers a sharp glance to the speaker. He definitely seems to be Water Tribe, at the least, which is a welcome surprise.]

I didn't come here to pillage such low quality weapons.

sokka.

[whitby]

[ a bucanner ain't nothing without her steel, is she? and captain robin whitby had arrived with woefully little on her person by way of weapons. although she's hardly worried about fight and so far most folks have been perplexingly sweet, she would feel better with a little bit of insurance at her hip.

and so she finds herself crashing boldly and bravely into the local smithy -- eyes alight with the promise of adventure and a metric ton of enthusiasm to mask the deadly purpose deep within.

she calls: ] Yo hallo, blacksmith. Do tell me you're in.

[markofthewise]

[Sokka is less enthused. So many people have passed into this shop so far that he's made a blanket rule and speech for anyone entering.]

Look, don't touch. If you just got here today, don't take any of the weapons.

[whitby]

[ oh. she might've contained herself up until the point she was given a direct order. upon such a moment, her palms began to itch and the steel grew so seductive.

whitby clasps her hands behind her back. ]

But I didn't -- [ the bluff is worth a try ] -- just land 'ere today, I mean. But bloody hell, have you seen how many have? Bedlam. It's bedlam.

[ gossip and commiseration. the first two tactics in any casual attempt to insert oneself into another's good graces. ]

sokka :|

[twinhooks]

[ yeah don't mind him milling around the smithy, Sokka ]

Not a bad operation you've got set up here.

[ This is going to be painfully awkward. He can feel it. ]

[markofthewise]

[Well hello there. Who's the scrawny teenager now?]

Jet. [Hello Newman. Sokka leans on the counter.] I'd say it puts food on the table, but we get food on the table for doing nothing anyway.

[twinhooks]

[ Hahaha yeah he's not the biggest fan of how the tables have turned here... ]

Kinda seems like a waste of time, then, doesn't it?

[ IDLY. Testing the waters... ]

sokka is the most popular man in town

[somebodythatusedtahno]

[The smithy really hasn't provided Sokka with the sanctuary he was looking for, which is particularly obvious when someone comes in with a mic.]

Hey, folks, you're looking great tonight.
Of course, uh, I know someone who isn't doing so great.
See, an Equalist ran into a bar.
He didn't escape from the police that time.
Eh? Eh?

It was a metal bar.


The police are metalbenders.



I thought it was appropriate under the circumstances.

Gannie and Wolvie are jealous

[markofthewise]

[Sokka stares for a long, long time. That was corny. Not immediately obvious.

And hilarious.]

Hey, that was pretty good.

they will have to deal with it.

[somebodythatusedtahno]

[Wow, this place was full of people with good(?) senses of humor.

That's pretty awesome.]

You...you really mean it?
I mean, uh. Of course. My jokes are good. People often tell me.

Like this one. What does an earthbender's enemy and a group of hippies have in common?

Sokka 5ever

[alacritous]

[To the smithy! Or, well, anywhere, really, but the smithy is his destination for the moment as Tormod roams the world he'd left what feels like forever ago. His entrance is fairly boisterous, with his boots clapping here and there and how he looks at the shelves with barely contained excitement.]

Hey, this wasn't here last time! How neat!

[markofthewise]

[Sokka stares blankly at the mage as he searches for a name. Uhh...]

Tortoise? Is that you?

[alacritous]

What the—

[Rude!!]

It's Tormod! And you're . . . [Sock?] Sokka! Nice seeing you again! How long's it been?

I didn't forget to put Logan in the subject line.

[katanarama]

[Interrupting Danger Room sessions? In the most annoying way possible? That's, like, Deadpool's professional job. The annoying part, at least. He's not well-versed in interrupting Danger Room sessions by any means. Not like they ever let him into the X-Men.

Jerks.

But that's history. He's going to stroll around in the middle of whatever Logan's doing like it was all his business, waving to the guy like they're the best of friends.]

Hey! Logan! Buddy!

sure you didn't

[snikting]

[Logan has just cut down a turret from the wall. There's still more. When Deadpool speaks up, he's on edge. He whirls on him, claws at the ready.]

You just interrupted the wrong man, bub.

Sokka

[tea_and_wisdom]

[How Iroh found the smithy is debatable. He certainly isn't telling.

But the plethora of weapons is interesting, even if he is not one to use one.

The figure in the smithy is somehow familiar.]

Did you craft all these?

[If you did, that is very impressive. Considering you don't look that old.]

[markofthewise]

[Oh wow. Iroh is here too? Sokka leans against the counter. A bit smugly.]

Not all of them. But a lot of them are mine.

Logan

[isawesome]

[ Santo doesn't know how he got here. He's not even sure if this is one of Pixie's hallucinations or if Illyana did something weird again, but he does notice one thing...]

Is this like a Danger Room in a Danger Room? Awesome!

Logan

[snikting]

[Fortunately most of the danger is gone. Relatively. The Wolverine is still here. He doesn't look amused.]

There something you need, bub?

Daddy

[lightningclaws]

[ So Thor's hammer really did open a dimension to a new world! Just... not the one she and the other guys wanted, and it looks like she was separated from them somehow. Dang.

Well, she wasn't raised by the best superheroes for nothing. She's only been around an hour or so, but she's been using her nose just like daddy taught her. Eventually her nose picks up some familiar scents, and leads her straight to the Battle Dome. She finds her father in there, slashing away at what probably were the Sentinels the Professor used to tell her about... Except they were bigger and fiercer than she could have ever imagined woah!

Finally she gets the chance to call his attention at the end of one session, when Logan comes out to key in a new scenario at the console. She's waiting for him there.]

Dad?

dun dun dun

[snikting]

[Logan has never ever responded to 'Dad' in his whole life. Which is why, in this case, he doesn't say anything. He gives her a weird look, then goes back to the console to set up his next scenario. Sure, there's something about her that seems familiar, but that's not his problem. Not today.]

Dare I say Ganondorf?

[pirateboss]

[No use, huh? Tetra doesn't care what this guy's deal is, but she's getting pretty annoyed at him just lurking over there, watching everyone come and go like they're prey.

So, she's gonna do something about it, obviously.]

Hey, what's your problem, big guy?

You dare

[dragmire]

[She's more of note than the others, due to those ears. Hylian, perhaps?]

Nothing. Though you clearly have a problem of your own.