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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.]
[action]
We can come back for it later. I'd hate to get it damp.
[action]
[He watches the other putting the bow away.]
Shall I give you a long and thorough lecture about trust and the importance of trust? I think that is necessary.
[Loki actually thinks Sokka is kind of a douche. So he is going to make it an extra long speech.]
Pay attention to my words, it might be quite enlightening for you. And I am most sure it will contain an important life lesson as well, you see?
[He follows Sokka to the display case, arms crossed.]
Because what is friendship without trust. Friendship without trust is not a friendship. Trust means that you believe eachother no matter what is said, that is why trust is so very, very important. Of course we are not friends, not yet...
[Not ever.]
...but who knows, this might be the beginning of a fantastic friendship.
[action]
I prefer to make friends on my off-hours. So, once it's off hours and we become inseparable buddies, I'll be sure to trust you implicitly. Until then, I'll pass.
[action]
Of course. Your logic is most logical. Who am I to doubt that, right? Right.
Now please show me your ship and its barnacles. I am sure you trust me with such a task.
[action]
Alright, follow me.
[He heads to the exit. This will leave them with quite a bit of a walk to get to the barracks.]
[action]
Aye. Tell me when we're there.
[action]
There she is. It's not the biggest one out there, but it's solid.
[action]
Sokka! It is the sea!
[Pointing out the obvious is also part of all of this.]
I also am fond of your ship, but the sea! Perhaps we can sail your ship first!
[action]
Yes, it's the sea. So? We didn't come out here to sail.
[action]
I never knew the land of Luceti had a beach! Now we can play games of er... a multitude of beach games!
[And he's running back again.]
Yes, yes we did.
[Loki smiles broadly and takes a hold of Sokka's wrist.]
Let us go to your ship.
[action]
There will be no beach games. Just to be clear.
[action]
Let us just play pretend.
[Loki grins.]
Now tell me something more about your boat.
[action]
Okay. Well I built it about two years ago. It's a Water Tribe design. Most of our boats look like that. It's built for speed and maneuverability. But I don't take it out that often. Everyone else ended up building their own ships too.
[Said ships could be seen along the horizon.]
[action]
Am I correct to presume you are familiar with Aang the Airbender. He has mentioned a water tribe. I have lost the context, though.
Aang and I are bros.
[But he listens and he decides to press for a short sailing trip.]
Please can we sail it? Just for a moment
[action]
[Loki's association with Aang is noteworthy, but this is asking for a lot. Even if Sokka were his normal self, this would be pushing it.]
[action]
[Loki smiles a very happy smile.]
Please can we go?
[action]
[Seriously, he doesn't have to go take him out on a three hour cruise. No only would Loki make a terrible Gilligan, but he needs to finish fixing up the shop.]
[action]
[He leans forward and whispers.]
As in...telling a lie to stop me from talking, you see?
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