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markofthewise) wrote2013-03-11 11:54 am
markofthewise) wrote2013-03-11 11:54 am
Sokka the 77th - [Action/Voice]
[On February Twenty-Fifth, Sokka turned nineteen. On the Twenty-Sixth, he left on a routine mission to work as a mechanic on one of the Malnosso's three space vessels high up in orbit. There was no battle, this time. Just good honest work, people to relate to, and a small bunk to call his own. Seven days, just like that.
On March Fourth, one of the mechanics triggered a malfunction on the hangar doors. The crew quickly fled, just as the power went down. They needed to close the hatch leading to the hallway. But without power, it could only be closed from one side. The one about to be opened up into space. The hero, the stupid hero, closed the door. In those brief moments, he thought that maybe if he reached a Tyr Fighter, he could climb in one of those. He ran. Hard.
He didn't make it.
Today, he fell into the sea, nearly drowning, and was saved by the Avatar. It distracted him from what happened, but now that she was off exploring town, he had the chance to go in his room, get dressed, and collect his weapons. It was a good thing he chose not to bring them. They'd be out floating in space right now, otherwise. One thing was strange, though. He wasn't upset. He wasn't distressed. He could only look back on it and regret that it even happened. That was a week's worth of points he wouldn't be getting. Damn Malnosso cheapskates.
After a bit of cleaning up, he went to go approach this new day. He'd be gone from Luceti for two weeks. People would probably miss him. But his first destination was the smithy.
The only problem was that once he got to the smithy, he found himself looking at the walls. They were barer than he left them. People had been picking up some of the weapons he'd made. Well, that wasn't going to do. He wasn't running a charity here.]
Hey Luceti. Looks like I got back in time for the new feathers to roll in. I'm Sokka. Hope you guys are settling in fine! I run the Slash 'n Crash, the local smithy and weapon shop. I make most of the weapons here. I do take commissions if people want stuff. But since there's no money, just talk to me and we can work out a trade. No point in breaking your back for nothing, right?
Anyway, did I miss anything important?
[For the rest of the day, Sokka can be found at the smithy. Later he does about an hour of catch up work at the library, before going home to dinner. Remarkably enough, he doesn't feel like drinking today.
Today is a good day.]
On March Fourth, one of the mechanics triggered a malfunction on the hangar doors. The crew quickly fled, just as the power went down. They needed to close the hatch leading to the hallway. But without power, it could only be closed from one side. The one about to be opened up into space. The hero, the stupid hero, closed the door. In those brief moments, he thought that maybe if he reached a Tyr Fighter, he could climb in one of those. He ran. Hard.
He didn't make it.
Today, he fell into the sea, nearly drowning, and was saved by the Avatar. It distracted him from what happened, but now that she was off exploring town, he had the chance to go in his room, get dressed, and collect his weapons. It was a good thing he chose not to bring them. They'd be out floating in space right now, otherwise. One thing was strange, though. He wasn't upset. He wasn't distressed. He could only look back on it and regret that it even happened. That was a week's worth of points he wouldn't be getting. Damn Malnosso cheapskates.
After a bit of cleaning up, he went to go approach this new day. He'd be gone from Luceti for two weeks. People would probably miss him. But his first destination was the smithy.
The only problem was that once he got to the smithy, he found himself looking at the walls. They were barer than he left them. People had been picking up some of the weapons he'd made. Well, that wasn't going to do. He wasn't running a charity here.]
Hey Luceti. Looks like I got back in time for the new feathers to roll in. I'm Sokka. Hope you guys are settling in fine! I run the Slash 'n Crash, the local smithy and weapon shop. I make most of the weapons here. I do take commissions if people want stuff. But since there's no money, just talk to me and we can work out a trade. No point in breaking your back for nothing, right?
Anyway, did I miss anything important?
[For the rest of the day, Sokka can be found at the smithy. Later he does about an hour of catch up work at the library, before going home to dinner. Remarkably enough, he doesn't feel like drinking today.
Today is a good day.]
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[ Forget the robot, he never told her about that! ]
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[Okay maybe she's not that young, but he has a point!!]
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[ Cake on birthdays is a tradition she'll gladly accept from other worlds. ]
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[ Admittedly, the bakery here was better, anyway. Mostly due to one actually existing here. ]
In any case, if you ever want to take a look at Gadget L, you can swing by the house sometime.
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Where do you live again?
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[ And she'll do just that, hang out around the house. It's not like she doesn't have anything to keep herself occupied for an hour. ]
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Hello, Sokka! Come on in.
[ Since he was already expected, there's no need to hang out at the door for a round of twenty questions. ]
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Hey Yun. Do you live here by yourself?
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Oh, no, Leonhardt lives here as well. His brother Joshua did before, too, but he's been gone for some time now.
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[ Which is where she'll lead him, likely the one with the open door that has some mechanical whirring noise coming from it. The room itself is mostly neat, with her bow and arrows taking up the top of the dresser and long dried herbs and plants hanging from the ceiling in some places.
There used to be books neatly stacked somewhere, but the robot in question, one that looks like an odd knock-off of an astromech droid and nearly exactly like the one that had been following her around during the scavenger hunt, is currently trying to put them away on the lower shelves of a bookshelf. Emphasis on the trying. It's more just shoving them wherever there's room instead of putting them away neatly. ]
Oh. [ That has Yun stopping a few steps in and pursing her lips at its antics. ] Gadget, I said you didn't have to do that... It's too hard for you.
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Kind of... simple looking, isn't it?
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[ She has to consider it for a second or two, but, yes, it kind of is when compared to where else is around. Yun laughs. ]
I guess so, but that's fine. I wouldn't know what to do with anything even more complicated.
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[It looks a bit clumsy, really.]
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[ It's a baby robot! She has no idea what other words to use for that, so, yes, baby robot. That said, she walks further into the room and over to Gadget L, helping it turn the book the right way. ]
There. Now put it away.
[ This time it manages to get the book on the shelf correctly! Not that that really fixes the mess it's left all the others in, but, uh, Yun can do that later. ]
See? I think it just needs some time.
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