markofthewise | Sokka the 78th

[After ditching Ed in the tunnels, Sokka has had some thinking to do. He's lost Suki and now he's lost Edward. His relationship with other people has seemed strained too. When it comes down to it, he doesn't particularly feel bad about this, but he is worried about ending up alone. Being alone is bad. But then, so is the life he had before. Well, if the journals are good for one thing, it's for sorting out dilemmas without giving yourself away. So he heads to the journal, disguises his handwriting, and asks:]

[Written (Disguised)]

If you were changed in a way that made you happier, but pushed other people away, would it be worth staying that way? I mean, it's not worth it to make yourself miserable just for the sake of other people, right? That'd be ridiculous.

[Yeah. Totally ridiculous. That was stupid of him to even ask. He stares at the page, shakes his head, and pushes it away. Later he'll reply to it, but for now, he decides to do work instead of wallowing in pointless contemplation.

For people who might want Sokka in person, he's up to his usual routine.]

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[She was okay with that. With another lingering kiss that interrupted her words. A kiss that caused her to tangle hands in his hair as she happily deepened it, wanting these moments of closeness to last a little bit longer. Moments of being desired.

Yeah. They'd definitely have to do this again.

His joke got a surprised little laugh as she glanced down to the part of him that he had just referred to and blushed. Yeah, he had just... They had just... And she didn't feel horrible, didn't feel fast. If anything, she felt great.]

Actually make it to the observation tower? [She chuckled again and nodded.] Maybe when we hunt or fish, we could meet there. Or, uh, just meet there anyway.

I like all three options.

[He felt no shame. He wasn't sure if he could, but when he heard some movement in the grass, he became aware that it might be a good idea to get dressed. Even if it did turn out to be just a squirrel scrambling up a tree. He relaxes when he realizes they're not being watched, but it does prompt him to go looking for his pants.]

Plus, next time I won't have to do all the heavy lifting. I mean, not that you're heavy. You've quite light! I just mean, you know, a more horizontal position might be attempted next time.

[The sound of movement in the grass caused her to look around quickly, reaching for her top before even thinking of underwear. But when no one appeared, she rolled her eyes at her own reaction and reached instead for her panties.

As she dressed, she listened to him continue to speak. To backpedal in a way that made her laugh again.]

There are, um, other positions too. I read a book once, back when- [When Peeta had been here. When she had been so, so determined to please him, to make him as happy as he made her. She had no idea then that the information in the book might actually come in handy all these months later.] There's a lot you can do. More than I ever thought there was.

[He had halfway pulled out on his pants when he spotted her wiggling into her panties. So he abandoned his pants and went for his boxers instead. Whoops.]

Really? Maybe we should find this book. You know, for science. And discovery. Exploration. That kind of thing.

[Certainly they owed it to themselves to explore all possibilities.]

[Her cheeks flamed a pinkish red color and she busied herself with putting on her bra as she remembered some of the more interesting... positions in the book. And how, rather than shelving it back where she had found it, she had slipped it in her bag to hide under her mattress.

Just in case she ever needed to reference it.

Hopefully, it was still there. Hopefully, Effie hadn't yet found it.]

I usually don't like science. [It was mostly beyond her, better left for people like Beetee. She looked over at him and flashed him a teasing smile.] In this case though? I can make an exception.

We'll have to fix that. Introduce you to my, ahem, scientific method.

[He tried very hard to look and sound cool as he said that, but it was somewhat ruined by him falling over as he pulled on his pants.]

Ow.

[Maybe it's inappropriate. But when he falls, she starts to giggle, holding the edge of one shirt sleeve in her hand as she laughed more and more. But when she does sober up - seconds later - it's to walk over to him and offer a hand.]

Very smooth. [Extremely, really.] Hopefully your scientific method isn't this rough.

{He scowls at first, before taking her hand and standing up. He shrugs it off as he pulls the pants up the rest of the way.]

The scientific method is all about trial and error. It can be very rigorous.

[Once his pants were fastened around his waist, she gave him a kiss. Partially in apology for her laughter and partially because, well, it felt good. And she was enjoying this. Enjoying this a whole lot.]

I'm good with rigorous.

[He returned the kiss, somewhat awkwardly, as he pulled his tunic back around him.]

I thought you might. I'll make a scientist out of you yet.

[She laughed at that as she wandered away to find her shirt and jacket, tugging them on one at a time. Her. A scientist. It was hard to believe. But in this case? Trial and error really didn't seem like such a bad methodology.]

Deal.

[As he tucked his belt on, he moved in for one last kiss.]

Then how about tomorrow. We'll meet here? And hopefully make it there next time.

[She had just finished pulling on her jacket when he moved in for the kiss. It was easy to return, fun to return. The sort of fun she'd been missing from her life lately.

Laughing, she nodded in agreement. Tomorrow sounded great.] I'll see if I can find the book, too.

Don't worry if you can't. I'm sure we can come up with some stuff on our own until you do.

[He gives her an affectionate wave as he turns to head home, already thinking heavily about what the next day would bring.

Today, life was good.]

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