markofthewise | Sokka the 77th

[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.]

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Yeah, he was fine! [Maybe a few bathroom accidents here and there.] I think he missed you, too!

He certainly acted like it when I got home. But good to know. Thanks for looking out for him.

No problem, Sokka! I love taking care of Cuddlypoops. Sometimes I think he might just miss his mom.

I'm glad you think that way. I'm putting you on accident duty. Since you seem so good at it.

Really? You don't mean like... all the time, right?

[Sokka wraps an arm around Aang's shoulders. Time to go buddy mode.]

It'll be a great way for you guys to bond!

[And he looks towards Sokka, slightly uncertain. But Sokka's acting really buddy, so there has to be a point.]

You really think so?

Yeah! It'll be great. You can teach him all that stuff about loving nature and stuff. He's probably pretty bad at that.

[Cuz you know wild animals. They're really down with pollution and deforestation.]

I'd love to help him with that. And you think... cleaning up that is the key to accomplishing this?

Respecting nature is all about making sure you leave it better than you found it, right? Well, if you just poop anywhere, you're not really do that, are you?

Sokka... I gotta say... That's a pretty brilliant idea. And - and I can make sure to always drop it into the toilet, and maybe that'll help Foo Foo learn to use it!