Sokka the 82nd - [Action]

[markofthewise]

When Sokka woke up in the smithy, he was, to say the least, concerned. He had apparently died and gone to weapon heaven. And then of course, there was some horrible saber-toothed moose lion on the floor next to him. Feeling rather panicked, Sokka scooped up his boomerang (and the awesome looking sword next to it) and snuck out of the smithy without waking it up. Upon examining the boomerang, he noted it was strange how it had a few extra notches and scratches to it, like it had seen some rough times. That worried him.

The town proved even more mind blowing. It was huge. Buildings raising up beyond what he could imagine and there were so many people and houses. And not a single inch of snow. In fact, he felt rather hot and he immediately had to shed his parka. He felt lost and confused and was worried about where the rest of his tribe was. Where was Katara? Or Gran-Gran? He needed to find them. And thus he began to explore town, from one shop and house to another. Sneakily.

At some point, Momo comes landing on his shoulder. A nice lemur. A nice delicious lemur. Sokka easily catches it (since it doesn't resist).

"Mmm. Hello meat. You're just in time for lunch!"

And so with lemur in tow, Sokka made a short stop in the woods, making ready to start a fire and cook a lemur. It would be wise to stop him. Otherwise, he'll be searching the town for people from his tribe and you know, a reason for why he has wings now.

ooc: Replies will come from swordbends

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[stillplaying]

It's the fire that catches her attention. The smoke drifting through the trees, the glow flickering through bushes if she looks in the right direction. Daylight means that the fire isn't for warmth or light. Though it's no longer summer in Luceti, it's not the cold winter season yet. But it's time to start stocking up, to spend more time in the woods hunting than time in the village.

And it's easier, much easier to be alone. To give herself time to think, time to forget for a few moments that she's still here. The talking animals have long since stopped bothering her. These woods have almost become home.

Curious, Katniss quietly makes her way towards the fire. She's dressed in her typical brown leather jacket and sturdy dark pants, boots laced tightly and hair back in a braid. She carries her bow in one hand, a quiver with arrows carefully resting between the mockingjay wings on her back. Her steps are silent, that of a natural hunter.

Until she comes to a quick stop in the clearing. She recognizes the boy. Doesn't understand why he looks... younger. Or why he's trying to cook that terrifying lemur she had met months ago. One of his pets.

"You'll regret that."

[swordbends]

The lemur was tucked under his arm, so it wouldn't escape. But it seemed completely unconcerned that Sokka was in the process of sharpening a knife that he intended to kill the lemur with.

Her arrival surprises him, but he tries to play it off cool.

"Yeah... well...! Why?"

[stillplaying]

She tilted her head at the lackluster response. That wasn't like him. To be so... so incapable of formulating a better comeback. But then again, as far as she knew, it wasn't like him to kill one of his pets. Unless he lost his conscience again. But she knew exactly what he had been like the last time it had happened. Knew far, far too intimately.

This was something else.

He looked younger. And that made no sense. "Because he's your pet."

[swordbends]

Sokka looked at Momo, then back to whoever this woman was. Well. This was going to be weird.

"... yeeeeeah. I don't keep cat monkeys as pets."

[stillplaying]

It took a lot of willpower not to roll her eyes. Not to scowl at him. Suddenly, he reminded her of that boy who hadn't had a conscious. The boy she had stupidly begun to develop feelings for. Maybe it was just his nature to be a jerk. Maybe the boy she had become friends with long before anything else developed was just a lie.

"You will."

[swordbends]

Or maybe he'd just not been humbled yet. Because he did roll his eyes.

"Right. Well, maybe it will be the next one. This one is going in a stew."

[stillplaying]

Could animals come back to life the same way people could? She didn't know. She hadn't looked for any of the animals she had killed previously. But she didn't want to take that chance. If Sokka was anything like Prim - hell, if Aang was anything like Prim - neither would be happy to see Momo dead.

Quietly, she pulled out an arrow. "I can shoot you something else."

[swordbends]

Sokka looked offended. "I don't need some girl to go hunting for me."

[stillplaying]

Maybe she'd feel more offended under other circumstances. But even if she wasn't all that fond of Momo - or Sokka for that matter - she was still fond of Aang. And she didn't want to see anything happen to his pet because of some stupid experiment. So she just raises her eyebrows and looks at him skeptically.

"Prove it."

[swordbends]

"I already did. See? Food."

Sokka casually lifted Momo to prove that he had, in fact, obtained a meal already.

[stillplaying]

She doesn't hide the scowl that crosses her face in response. Idiot. Momo doesn't count and he ought to know it. She wouldn't have been surprised if the dumb animal had just walked right up to Sokka and made himself known.

"If that was so easy, it'd be no problem to do it again."

[swordbends]

"It wouldn't. But I don't need to prove myself to some girl. Anyway, I wouldn't want to eat the other animals. Have you seen them? They're freaky looking."