markofthewise: (So determined)
Sokka Thunderaxe ([personal profile] markofthewise) wrote2013-05-06 06:37 pm
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Sokka the 79th - [Action]

Over two months ago, Sokka died. His penalty was something incredibly intangible. It took from him his empathy, his ability to love, and so many other things. He didn't have a way of describing it, but he was empty. In truth, he wasn't sure he felt anything. There was nothing that truly touched him on the inside.

More than a week ago, Sokka left for a mission. A week and a half with the Depot where they instituted the kind of justice he could appreciate. He certainly felt no remorse when he shot a man for stealing water. When bandits attacked the depot, they rounded up most of them and then strung them up for their trouble. It was a simple morality and for a short while, things actually made sense. Not like the gray morality in Luceti, where people were stupid enough to think that sparing the lives of murderers and thieves meant anything.

And then he got his reward. Cashing in the bulk of mission points he'd accumulated for over a year, he was given what he really coveted the most. Power. And now he had it. As he walked into Luceti, he imagined that he could feel the difference. It was not quite so dramatic as what he had been given by the Rogue Malnosso, but he was content with the knowledge that he'd be keeping what he'd earned. There'd be no scientists taking it away from him this time.

It's mid-day when Sokka returns to town and he's still wearing the cowboy hat he took to the Depot with him. Maybe it doesn't exactly mesh with the Water Tribe clothes he's accustomed to, but he likes it. The hat makes him feel gritty and intimidating. He'll eventually get tired of hat hair, though. Just not today.

So today for his time spent back in Luceti, he heads home to greet whoever might be there. He checks in Foo Foo, the saber toothed moose lion he received from Christmas. It's getting quite big now, having reached the size of medium-sized dog. The tips of his antlers are even starting to become a bit more visible. Although the animal does seem quieter around Sokka, its at least obedient and follows him as he goes about Luceti. For today that includes the Smithy until evening, the Library for an hour, back at House 56 for dinner, and then out in the forest to try and teach Foo Foo to hunt.

The next morning, he makes sure that Okita Souji will meet him for their training session. Sokka is looking forward to seeing the results.
deathsdoctor: (Neutral | hn think what you want)

[personal profile] deathsdoctor 2013-05-14 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oooh, so they're the new flavor of the month. I did wonder."

Delivered with the type of smile that was edging into a smirk of its own. Hm hm. Was that sarcasm or sincerity or both? He thinks he knows but he's tempted to poke Sokka with Haki to help confirm it.
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[personal profile] deathsdoctor 2013-05-15 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Sex appeal over brains, mmm? Well yes, I do see your point." A sly conspiring look, "Gentlemen do prefer blondes, or so I've heard." Not that Rem wasn't smart, she was very smart and very dangerous in Law's point of view, but compared to John...

If Bil was giving Rem preferential treatment of her flock, that was one thing. Though over John, the Great One? ... did he even have that sort of influence anymore. Law had to wonder. There were other players involved in this game, and he certainly didn't know all the pieces on the board.

And if that was remotely true about Kin'cora, Law had to question why. On the surface, such a thing was unlikely. They had abandoned the MSF and the other draftees at the first whiff of trouble at Vaskoth, many had openly and indiscriminately begun to murder 'Lucies' at TERRACE whether they had co-operated or not. Luceti had proved loyalty many a time before, while they were staunchly anti-Malnosso. They were young. On the other hand, they were self-reliant and united. And probably easier to determine where they stood on any given day than Luceti, with its ever shifting nature.

So yes, if that was remotely true, thinking on it he could see the attraction.

"Mister John isn't exactly Great on that front. Though you got to wonder if they wouldn't offer him something nice in exchange for his secret in reversing Death Penalties."
deathsdoctor: (Amused | light merriment)

[personal profile] deathsdoctor 2013-05-15 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Only if you do." He's smiling. "You brought it up, after all. I merely agreed."

He doubts John cared about who was sexier. Bil might.

And even Bil would agree that John wasn't Great at being blonde.

Probably.